- I can’t, I can’t, I can’t.
- I wish I could last longer in bed.
- Don’t know why I was so mean about Danny Wallace.
- I give a lot, I do. Sometimes I wish I got even half as much back.
- People disappoint me.
- I don’t think my job is a real job.
- My, I sure play a lot of squash! (4 games in 8 days)
- Don’t drink enough water; burning the candle at both ends.
- Not a minute to myself.
- Get it off your chest.
- Nice t-shirt.
- Happiness is a game of ‘crossbar challenge’ in the sun.
- The need to feel secure and wanted and loved.
- Was very angry a few weeks back, which is unlike me.
- The question: “should I go back to hypnotherapy?”
- Her lovely face.
- How to balance it? The constant thinking, the need for sanity?
- It’s hard to trust.
- People are awesome.
- The 5k scares me.
- Don’t know if I’ll ever talk to my mother again.
- X has no time for me.
- When/will I/will I/be famous?
- She’s not reading this.
- 27 hours to write a story.
- Not very good at Countdown.
- Great at Pong.
- A fine goalkeeping performance.
- Forgetting about work.
- I think I do pretty well, really.
- Cooking for my housemates. Baking bread.
- Not so good at the dishes.
- Come on Everton!
- Squash again in an hour.
- The rain.
- Summer’s coming; a reminder of the outside.
- Headphones.
- Pissing everywhere.
- Laughing with you.
- Uncertainty.
- I’m a nice guy really.
- Mr Inexhaustible, that’s me.
- I used to really want to be a writer – and even thought I could do it.
- Sinking down into my own bed.
- There is life out there, somewhere, right?
- What will we do when you’re not busy?
- If I didn’t have a mobile…
- If I didn’t have a home.
- I think Mazda MX-5s look kinda dated now.
- My nice clean bicycle goes quickly.
- I think I’ll marry the first girl that asks me.
- I’ve applied to be a policeman.
- If I was rich, I’d have children by now.
- Peter Pan.
- Used to shit my pants when I was a boy.
- My blue guitar has my name on it.
- In the prime of my life.
- God, if only I could tear my head apart.
- Been thinking about getting drunk the last two weeks.
- Someone to hold me, and understand.
- Giggling like a child.
- Is farting the greatest thing ever?
- How good sex feels.
- I don’t own much, really.
- Nice clean lines.
- The madness of needing to write a story and having nothing there.
- Crying.
- Resignation.
- Eat, instead.
Sunday, 27 April 2008
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