I am tired

Your wheels are turning but you’re upside down You say when he hits you, you don’t mind Because when he hurts you, you feel alive Is that what it is Red lights, gray morning You stumble out of a hole in the ground A vampire or a victim It depends on who’s around — Faraway, […]

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Polluted by memories

Like everyone else, I have favourite movies, directors, writers, songs and song writers, and I keep returning to them in a cyclical way, not regularly, without following a particular routine, but often enough to discern a pattern. If you happen to know me in real life or follow this blog, you must have already noticed […]

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