Random Unsorted Drafts

that time

this is the time of year when I start to question everything, well not everything-everything as that would take too long. But minor things like Tumblr and Tumblr and my writing at Tumblr, and Tumblr censorship, and Tumblr generally, and my feedback on Tumblr Beta software which goes completely unnoticed, and Tumblr, DID I MENTION TUMBLR?, …

(note to self: enter=new paragraph)

I miss my old self, the creation I managed in my head. Of Normality. Of just getting on with everything.ย 

#define EVERY_THING (NULL)

#define LIFE_PROSPECT EVERY_THING

life.c:42 me – undefined type, assuming int

I will not continue

The tax man cometh (swords swords fucking swords)

the boiler is the blink

I will not persist

I wish I could pretend again

that all is well

that all is as it

should be…

it is that time again

where the end draws

near

friends

have you ever
considered yourself
a friend
?
did you ever
consider asking
the hard questions
?
beyond the annual
how are yous
?
unfearingly
wanting
to know
in actuality
how the fuck
they are
?
if so, then
I can only say
you are not
my friend of mine
as far as
the questions go
but that does not
mean though
we be not friends,
virtually,
distantly,
yet not

sire, sire, pants on fire

‘I slice,

with my little knife,

something beginning with;

;

;

;

;

;

Emm…’

.

*raising my hand* : Sire! You let I be known

in the the week prior that you were a …

Vegan! How is it now that you are slicing MeAt?

.

’? … I did not say MeAt!, there are plenty of vegetable based ingredients that I can refer to as Emm…!!!’

.

*standing* ‘Sire!, Would you have any ideas to the whereabouts of my girlfriend, Emma?’

.

‘Uhm, …. no … but I still adhere to the vegan principles! ’

.

*slowly walking towards the dean* ‘so you are vegan and a killer?’

.

‘No. I apply the vegan principles to sentient beings only. Emma was not… Exterminate!!!!!’

If you knew love like

I know love

You would run; run I tell you

as I am coming

for you

… run…

… r … u … n …

or face love

squirrelled

Why should I need to eat Gouda

Made in Bradford,

Why should I need to drink Pilsner

Brewed in a Kingdom divided,

Why is the Deadline smiling

Behind my back

.dead.

You asked me where the love went,

I pointed; using the briefest of smiles,

there – down where ghosts haunt,

where rattles of unborn children lay,

I will never stay I say,

your stare me down,

hard; enough to break my bond,

then nothing,

while I tremble you fall,

as you fall I see truths between lies,

love unreciprocated,

and youthful dreams

dead

no dice

Never will I give up,

never never give in,

to the weakness inside,

my balls to the wall – bouncing,

the pain you will know,

unless you are weak like I, (am)

unless you are fair like I, (am)

unless you are begging,

for the pain to be – ever present,

scissors in hand,

it was only a kiss,

fluff

It is quite simple, really

asking for a review would be fine

reading said review would be…

less so…

I …

there are issues…

relating to criticism …

of self …

of it

if presented

as such

inconsiderate

in presentation

without fluff

Fuck, I need fluff

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