Shots of tequila by the double & a delicious tequila-soaked slice of lovely lime. A tenner? Wicked! I’ll have 10 of ’em as the night rock & rolls on. Looove tequila. Has an amazing effect on one’s emotions. Dopamine juice indeed! Looove it!
I was journalling. Baked after an amazing afternoon with Jesse & Eddie, just some of my favourite & my best buddies of time spent on the psych ward. 6 or 7 years of my life in total…I lost count of my sentences to psychiatry a long time ago. Bang Bang My Baby shot me down. So she did. Takes my mind off bloody psychiatry.
I am truly & utterly feeling so real. My neighbour Sorin is playing a bang bang tune beside me. Sorin shot me down once, alright. Your Mother churned in her urn & felt her blood boil because no one realized she was an angel! Sorin cried. Satan was within.
My tongue is like a meat slicer when I’m enraged. I’m outrageous in my Cunning Linguism, as named by me. It’s my very own movement into Creative Writing as we know it. Stunning punning abound!
It’s coming on time for me whip up a wicked superfood shake for brunch. Thick, green, tasty gloop. A pint of it. Ample brunch for someone pint-sized like me. My diet is truly extraordinarily healthy. I am always buzzing off it!
Bedtime these days involves listening to a Blindboy Podcast. Highly recommended! Blindboy of international fame & recognition. And one half of the highly acclaimed Rubber Bandits. Legends.
