I’ll quite happily talk to you
She said
But let me make this clear
I’m not going to sleep with you
She said
I just quite fancy a beer
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’ll quite happily talk to you
She said
But let me make this clear
I’m not going to sleep with you
She said
I just quite fancy a beer
‘I can’t believe that life’s so complex
When I just want to sit here and watch you undress’
“I’m always looking for meaningful one-night stands”
– Dudley Moore
‘You ruined everything good
Always said you were misunderstood
Made all my moments your own
Just fucking leave me alone’
“in this land
some of us fuck more than
we die
but most of us die
better than we
fuck,
and we die
piece by piece too…”
– Charles Bukowski
Not sure if I’ll cope tonight
Going out is such a chore
Plus there’s a chance
You’ll force me to dance
And my head is already sore
‘I am tired, I am weary.
I could sleep for a thousand years’
Pardon me miss
If I buy you a drink
Please
Do not think me bold
No problem mate
You can buy me two
As long as you fuck off
When you’re told
‘Look at me standing
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine…’
“Trust your instincts and let me in
Just be my ride and I’ll be my friend”
“Woke up the next morning
Nikki wasn’t there
I looked all over all I found
Was a phone number on the stairs
It said thank you for a funky time
Call me up whenever you want to grind…”
“Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love.”
– Gabriel García Márquez
In this instance
I don’t want you to love me
I don’t even want to know your name
I just want you to fuck me
Again
And again
And again
With hungry mouths
And a tangle of limbs
We collide together
To unleash our sins
It is 3am now
And I’ve run out of gin
So you can either
Turn your music off
Or just invite me in
‘No, it’s not like any other love
This one is different because it’s us’
‘The trouble is,
You think you have time’
– Bhudda
‘Would you like to marry me?
And if you like you can buy the ring…‘
Shall me and you
Meet for a pint
I think we can trust
Ourselves tonight
‘It has to be the something.
All the best sixties bands were The Somethings’.
– Jimmy Rabbitte
‘Funny how I find myself
In love with you’
Xxx
‘Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life’
– Bertholt Auerbach
Who’d have thought
That we’d come to
Both half dead
And needing the loo
Perhaps we should
Have thought this through
Instead of getting drunk
And doing the do
‘Time time time
See what’s become of me’
'What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part,—
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.'
– Christina Rossetti
‘Look in my eyes
You’re killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you…’
‘Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.’
– Emily Dickinson
Well it’s the same room but everything is different…’
‘Memory only slumbers
It never dies’
– Unknown
‘Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode…’
‘I don’t care ’cause I’m not there
And I don’t care if I’m here tomorrow’
‘The Almighty tells me he can get me out of this mess, but he’s pretty sure you’re fucked.’
– Steven Of Ireland
‘But she only comes when she’s on top…’
‘Just because you feel good
Doesn’t make it right’
‘Bite my lip and close my eyes,
Take me away to paradise…’
‘Oh, why can’t we talk again…’
‘I’ve been locked inside your heart shaped box for weeks…’
‘In the twist of separation
You excelled at being free’
‘You teach me now how cruel you’ve been – cruel and false! Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they’ll blight you – they’ll damn you. You loved me – then what right had you to leave me? What right – answer me – for the poor fancy you felt for Linton?
Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have not broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me, that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you – oh, God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave?’
– Emily Brontë
So I’m due to leave
The house today
Off out with my friends
To play
Whilst enjoying, perhaps
A wine or two
I’ll try my best
To forget about you
‘I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you…’
‘It’s so much darker when a light goes out, than it would have been if it had never shone.’
– John Steinbeck
‘When the truth is found to be lies,
And all the joy within you dies…’
‘Screws fall out all the time. The world’s an imperfect place.’
– John Bender
‘Oh it gets dark, it gets lonely
On the other side from you…’
‘Dry your eyes, mate’
‘All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled.
It is the secret of their attraction.’
– Oscar Wilde
‘I journey through the desert of the mind
With no hope…’
‘Buddy, I’m still alive…’
‘Thank God I found the good in goodbye…’
Down a shot
Smoke a blunt
Either way
You’re still a cunt
Here’s hoping
I don’t get drunk tonight
And tell you
What I really think
They were the glory days
Although we didn’t know it then
Oh, how I’d love to go back
And do it all again
With you
‘Standing in the door of the Pink Flamingo
Crying in the rain…’
‘And I’m wasted all the time
I’ve gotta drink you right off of my mind…’
‘A man can tell a thousand lies
I’ve learned my lesson well…’
It’s fun
While it lasts
Then you go home
Embarrassed
‘All relationships are emptying and temporary…’
‘… I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises, and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air—look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire—why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me. No, nor woman neither…’
Hamlet: Act II, Scene II
(or Withnail – your choice)
‘Tomorrow comes, to take me away…’
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