Facts: Facts Gets On A Soapbox →
facts-i-just-made-up: Mitt Romney should get elected. So should Obama. They should both get their own interspersed countries across America comprised of the individuals who voted for them. Everyone who votes for Romney will be subject to his economic policies, taxes or lack thereof, and misogyny. Vice Versa for Obama…. I’m not American but for the sake of the world I’m...
Q: What's green and has wheels?
A: Grass, I lied about the wheels.
Sometimes it’s good to be alone, To hurt and frown and be on your own, It’s in this time we begin to appreciate the things around us, We value the company of others more because we begin to crave any form of meaningful interaction, We hide behind computer monitors, mobile phones and TV screens, Screaming for life to start. For the anger and noise projected into our faces 24...
I'm assuming the London Olympics will have...
As I pour my heart out...
Sometimes I feel like a toy someone got for christmas. It looks good and is fun for a while but then the gloss wears off. It doesn’t quite live up to the expectation and then is left in the graveyard with all the other toys that just didn’t make the cut. They find out you only do the things it said on your ‘advert’. You can’t be anything else because it’s the...
You two killed everything I ever loved. Fuck you both.– - Slevin Kelevra (Josh Hartnett) Lucky Number Slevin (Dir. McGuigan, 2006)
Now for something pretentious...
I feel as I get older my ability to love is depleting. As a child I gave my love to any inanimate object I could find. With every heartbreak I lose a little of myself, a little piece of my heart breaks away and I can never find it again. I feel myself getting colder and I chose what to love more selectively; ever more weary that at any moment it could fly away and I’ll never see it...
…I am graduating. I never thought I’d have to be a ‘real’ person but now I find I’m being violently thrust into a world I’m not used to. I’ll have to pay for things and be responsible, have a good job, buy a car, a flat, maybe even a house. One day get married and have kids who will grow up and follow my pattern. Finding my feet is so frightening and...
You make me feel like a stray dog, someone started to feed for a while.
Hi, have you met me...?
This is the second part of the first story from ‘Hi, have you met me..?’. If you want to see the first part just go to my blog. Waking Up (Part Two) ‘I awoke just as sunlight began to caress my skin, in my stupor I didn’t notice the feeling like hot acid burning away at my fingers, not until the smell of burnt flesh reached my nostrils and roused me from my slumber. I...
Q: Why was the boy sad?
A: Because he had a frog stapled to his face.
Hi, have you met me...?
This is the first part of a series of Short Stories called ‘Hi, have you met me?’. It is a comical horror (think Joss Whedon but british) and I’m writing it on the fly from memory so apologies if there’s any grammatical/spelling errors/it’s just terrible… I’m just covering my back here. Waking Up (Part One) ‘People say it’s a strange...
No, venti is twenty. Large is large. In fact, Tall is large and Grande is...– - Paul Rudd: (Danny) Role Models This encapsulates my whole outlook on life.
After exhausting all other outlets...
…I have finally come to the conclusion that I should probably give this whole Tumblr thing a fair try. I personally don’t understand the point of Tumblr but my good friend has convinced me it is ‘a thing’ and that I should be involved. Currently I am sick with some unknown ailment. I am hoping it will kill me as right now I am tortured by the thought of feeling this crappy...