How does it feel being able to type this? Truly, rather exciting. Already I have written down some words that erupted in my mind; these...
London.
18.09 My eyes are sunken, and I'm picking at the skin on my right thumb. I stare at nothing, although I hear absolute...
I know I'm going to be ok.
It feels utterly bizarre to type this; not to mention I feel utterly and completely liberated by the fact I can now complete these words and...
September.
1.09.2015 I am a disaster painted in red, Ticking clock laying in my head, Tellin I’m running out of fucking time, Broken heart...
Flashlight.
How long has it been since I've recorded a song for Youtube? Perhaps just a little too long, but I have returned nevertheless with a per...
Dear Ireland,
Where do I begin? How about I explain about the fact that the reason I have been so MIA lately, is because well I've needed to be out o...
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