No no no to the onslaught of another thing I don't want to hear. Last night's dream defined how I wish things to be. It's hard to accept anything less.
Help help help against the things I cannot bear to read. WiFi and mobile internet are turned off on my phone. I'm drafting this on notepad, posting tomorrow.
Left left left go my eyeballs. How's a young boy like me able to cope without the internet? I might explode or attempt to prematurely sleep.
TAKE A LOOK AT THESE HANDS
I'm finally back home tomorrow after Christmas with the family and I can't wait. The first thing to do is to have sex. No idea if it'll make me feel better. Probably not but
I'M A TUMBLER
I can be such a delight to myself when I'm on form. I can admire myself like I can no one else. Admiration for other people seems to translate as jealousy very easily. I don't like that.
ALL I WANT IS TO BREATH
I was considering doing a post about how privilege manifests through overly entitled, wanna-be-working-class, sad, culturally engaged, 20 somethings (my friends). But it's too specific a group to be audience-relevant and I don't like getting angry or overly sociological🎈
DON'T YOU MISS IT
I'm considering sacrificing something in my writing by ending all sentences with the balloon🎈 It would be a big step towards creating a recognisable brand🎈I used to dislike emojis but now I think they're a huge avenue of language that can be used in really interesting ways🎈