I never could get the hang of Thursdays

18/02/2010, 8:39 pm
Filed under: Writings

Do you know me?

I don’t think so.

I had to go,

Money with nothing to spend it on.

I need some cigarettes,

They fill a gluttenous gap that beer doesn’t.

The house is full of guitars,

I’m still getting to know people.

This is the next part of my life,

Uni is over.

People change,

And I’m drinking to forget myself.


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Something about this post makes me keep re-reading it. Aside from the perhaps melancholy subject matter, the flow of your prose is a pleasure 🙂

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