December 2011
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October 2011
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September 2011
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August 2011
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July 2011
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June 2011
7 posts
Hey guys, could you do me a favour?
I made a new Tumblr just for my writing, it’s at threesharpknocks.tumblr.com, I’d really like if you could have a little read and follow it maybe if you’re into that kind of thing. Some of the stories have been published before, some haven’t. I’m probably going to put a couple of new things up later as well. Let me know what you think. Thanks.
May 2011
5 posts
Worst analogies of high school students. →
Some are actually excellent. I really like ‘her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.’
April 2011
8 posts
- Have you been in love with people?
- Oh yes. Real people with flesh and bones...
– Morrissey (via mozandmarr)
March 2011
3 posts
February 2011
1 post
Walk tall, kick ass… love music, and never forget you come from a long line of...
– Hunter S. Thompson (via rulesformyunbornson)
December 2010
4 posts
November 2010
2 posts
We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don’t...
– John Waters (via loveyourchaos)
OBVIOUSLY.
(via theskyeisthelimit)
Please can you all like my website on Facebook... →
www.we-concur.com - it’s a bloody taste sensation!
October 2010
7 posts
I just did some free writing, and when I read it back it was about a rooftop garden with a waterfall and you could touch the moon. It doesn’t mirror my honest self at all, it’s almost MDMA in it’s happiness.
Think of it as a scientific journal entry or...
I can feel the tension easing away, about three hours after I take the thing that I despise. My iron lung, in many ways, except it comes in a little box and I don’t drag it around, if you can do that with iron lungs. I’ve never seen one, it’s just a Radiohead song to me. It’s funny how in many ways I rent quality of life. Twenty quid on pharmaceuticals a month, about a...
I know some of you are writers, and this is really... →
750words.com is a really great tool if you’re struggling through writer’s block, or want to write every day forever, or if you just want to see what mood your words convey. I’ve been doing it for about two weeks, and it really shakes you out of not writing. It’s also really genius to see what you’re subconsciously writing about - all my stats basically tell me to get...
A poem I wrote in the queue at Primark yesterday...
A man is queued up To buy baby shoes. The shop is really Cheap, those booties cost Less. There is mud on His shoulder and neck.
Baggy t-shirts don’t Cover the dead veins, As he passes the Checkout girl the cash. I catch a glimpse and The banknote’s Scottish.
The shoes he can’t buy, The size of condoms His drugs are smuggled In, back on the shelf. I check the size on the jeans...