Twitter dust canary,

Oh you turn up here today Oh a face from the past I was not expect this today On this New Year eve Oh why did you show up today All those years ago All those people I had to let you go

I am going to fight for the right to be Me And you can tell me what to be No way Just get out of the way I can’t stand all this upset from you Just go away

Losing a friend

Someone ought to stop me falling in love with the assistant in the Fastfoto shop because I know the Fastfoto assistant is not my type or rather, shouldn't be any more.

This is not a poem, nor is it a story, but it’s a heartfelt message to anyone else out there who is on their own tonight.

Her stillness was the first thing I noticed, though later I would remember details that eluded me at the time.