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Even Now EnglandEven now England is standing in front of the bathroom mirror in his vest and grey trousers brushing his teeth and smoothing worried grey fronds.Even Now England
Even now he is getting into bed (where Mrs. England is already snoring) in his y-fronts and undiscarded socks. He is even now dreaming of mortgages, and holidays in the Canaries and past glories and The Way We Were.
Mr. England has no trouble sleeping, and he never did, not since his army days, when you took what you could. A vast suburbanite, untroubled by residual imperial guilt and sensationalis
by ~loofahfreak
Acting MyselfDear Diary,Acting Myself
Now I am not a good person. I have never been an innocent, since my earliest act it has been premeditated, conscious. I’m surprised more people aren’t aware of this in my interaction with them, the way that I way up the variables- whether friendship with x would be a plausible, in-character thing for me to have, given factor y. But maybe I’m self-aggrandising. Maybe everyone makes these premeditated choices on a daily basis to their own advantage. Maybe their motivation, too, is plausibility – a storyline within the realms of narrative possibility, nothing unexpec
by ~loofahfreak
Sliding.I remember this one time me and Joe made a mudslide down under the bridge where it was all slick from where the oil and the rain had splashed off as the cars went overhead. We spent all day sliding on it, tattered and spattered, in the brown and black and rainbow muck, right up till it got dark. Right up until the time that Joe slid too far and wound up in the murk of the water speeding down below towards the dam on the outskirts of town. I waited maybe thirty seconds though it felt like ten minutes, and I never saw him reach the surface. Then just when I was so sure he was dead I saw a bit of orangSliding.
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- Current Residence: In a churchyard by a river
- Interests: culture, alienation, boredom, despair
- Favourite movie: one flew over the cuckoo's nest
- Favourite band or musician: sir harry lauder
- Favourite genre of music: Flamenco
- Favourite artist: Dada is god
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- Tools of the Trade: a bong a filter a quarter and some water
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