Got It Bad

I hope that I will grow old. I hope that someone will love me. In that car park, there was none of that. The pistol on the seat of the car parked up down the road. The other characters like crows pestering a child. A nuisance. A pest. Something to be exterminated. I was vaguely

Time For One More…just

Well If I’m quick I can get in another three hundred words before it (being the 21st of November 2015 ) becomes 22nd November 2015. It’s going to be hard going because it’s now 23 minutes to midnight which means I need to average 13.04 words a minute. Well instead of telling you how I

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