Thank the lord
Friday’s here
Time for a cig
And a soothing beer
As I know full well
When the weekend comes
It’ll be more time spent
In the doldrums
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Thank the lord
Friday’s here
Time for a cig
And a soothing beer
As I know full well
When the weekend comes
It’ll be more time spent
In the doldrums
If only I looked
And felt okay
Then I’d be there
Without delay
But as it is
It’s been a pretty bad day
So I’ll stay in and wish
My life away
“You smile and I am lost for a lifetime…”
“Life…has been unfaithful”
The lighter’s scritch
Scratches the itch
Of yet another
Nicotine hit
So I flick the switch
And cross the stitch
On yet another day
I didn’t quit
“Love…
The kind you clean up with a mop and bucket”
“I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.”
– Meredith Grey
“But my heart, it won’t do babe
It won’t do, without you”
“How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense…”
– Kafka
“There shouldn’t be this radio silence
But what are the options?”
“You cannot stir things apart”
– Thomasina
‘I guess I should have let you win…’
‘“In my world, I am constantly torn between killing myself or everyone around me.”
– Ragnar
‘I was sick and tired of everything
When I called you last night from Glasgow’
“People say they love you, but what they mean is they love how loving you makes them feel about themselves”
– Eli
“You know I’m tied to you
Like the buttons on your blouse”
“Watering down your pain so others feel less guilty is not being the ‘bigger person’.
It’s suppression. And it’s wrong.”
– Anon
‘Oh, how can I forget you?
When there is always something there to remind me…’
‘Sometimes I forget I’m still awake
I fuck up and say these things out loud…’
‘For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack’
– Rudyard Kipling
‘Well, the world turns…’
There was a naughty boy
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see–
Then he found
That the ground
Was as hard,
That a yard
Was as long,
That a song
Was as merry,
That a cherry
Was as red–
That lead
Was as weighty,
That fourscore
Was as eighty,
That a door
Was as wooden
As in England–
So he stood in his shoes
And he wondered,
He wondered,
He stood in his shoes
And he wondered.
Shaking cream on Christmas Day while listening to Mary of the Fourth Form by the Boomtown Rats
Playing record
my Christmas present
shaking cream
after turkey treat,
lid open, cream spills,
Dad’s jacket ruined
Dad’s temper flares
record broken
Terrible Christmas.
Dad’s Version
Turn music down
Awful hangover
Sean shake cream
I’m starving
What happened?
You’re sorry!
Jacket ruined
My Christmas present
That’ll teach you.
Terrible Christmas.
– Sean Hughes
I’m neither little
Nor quite charming
In fact my words
Can be most alarming
But the friends I’ve made
In different ways
All serve to brighten
My darkest days
So thanks to you all
For reading my shit
It warms this dark heart
Just a little bit
(Originally Posted 25.12.2020)
Eat, drink and be merry.
Or just drink.
I know I am.
(Originally Posted 25.12.2019)
I really
can’t be
arsed
today
I’d
rather
just stay
in bed
I’m not
in the
mood
For
such
jollity
Preferring
melancholy,
instead
(Originally Posted 25.12.2019)
“What is the bravest thing you’ve ever said? asked the boy.
‘Help’, said the horse.”
– Charlie Mackesy
‘When you’re used
Bruised
Black and blued
Don’t think about it
Never doubt it
I’ll walk beside you…’
“We are all born mad. Some remain so.”
– Samuel Beckett
‘You don’t want me now
But I’m gonna change your mind
Someway, somehow, oh baby…’
“Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of
weeping than you can
understand.”
– W. B Yeats
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