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It's just live to reemphasise how much I would love to channel Childish Gambino – Me and your Mama into my own life

This is the end of us

Sleeping with the moon and the stars

It unlocks something in me that my real life does not. It's 1am, I have been drinking, and I am sad to set my alarm for 6.30am. I find this to be such a powerful song. In my current situation it is just a kick in the teeth.

Ouch

I don't think I have it in me to artistically express that level of franticness, but oh how I would love to.

Childish Gambino – Me and your Mama

I don't think I have it in me to romantically express that level of passion, but oh how I would love to.

Let me into your heart

This isn't just puppy love

Have you read In Watermelon Sugar by Richard Brautigan? I have, three times. I did because I liked it.

Feeling thirsty because the drinks you made were nothing

One step forward and two steps more

Wait a minute while I tell myself I'm not just a whore

Wait a minute while I never stop to tell myself

Look at all the horny people.

Father McKenzie wiping the dirty from his hands as he walks from the grave

All the horny people Where do they all come from?

I cheated myself Just like I knew I would

Meet you downstairs Hand me your Stella And fly

I treated myself
like I knew I would

Thinking of you in the final throes

I told you I was trouble

It's over, I'm older and the future, I'll hold her. Some time has gone away. I never chased it or turned to face it. Let me learn to embrace it.

I see a cold blue lagoon. There, I can sleep until noon, or swim under the moon. There, your moves can blow chill wind through my lungs, my home. Share my skin, shed my layers.

I see mountains, behind, not where I should go. I see signposts ahead, to where I could flow. Show me a path to walk, not how it could have been. Play the future because a new day is coming around.

A fire is coming, but I'll outrun it. I'll believe I've won it, or done it. Find me in foreign seas, away from things I want to leave.

Having placed in my mouth sufficient bread for three minutes' chewing, I withdrew my powers of sensual perception and retired into the privacy of my mind, my eyes and face assuming a vacant and preoccupied expression.

A Peculiar Man

There was nothing unusual in the appearance of Mr. John Furriskey but actually he had one distinction that is rarely encountered—he was born at the age of twenty-five and entered the world with a memory but without a personal experience to account for it.

When Brushing Mouth Stones

If a man stands before a mirror and sees in it his reflection, what he sees is not a true reproduction of himself but a picture of himself when he was a younger man

My Mantra

I discovered that everything you do is in response to a request or a suggestion made to you by some other party either inside you or outside

It may well be that the very attraction immaturity has for me lies in the security of a situation

where infinite perfections fill the gap between the little given and the great promised – the great rosegray never to be had

Give me a wink if you want me to faint It may well be the great rosegray

Talk to me Look at me the great rosegray never to be had

I wish you could see me I crave you The great rosegray The great rosegray

Now I'm crying 'cause I know I can't kiss you infinite perfections fill the gap

Sorry about the carpet Sorry about the egg