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Liberteens

“Located in a peaceful and secluded part of Southgate, Priory Hospital North London is set within a striking Grade I … More

addiction, alcohol, childhood, drugs, memories, mental illness, nostalgia, overdose, poem, poetry, teenage, teenagers, teens, youth

& party & bullshit

So we were at this house party and I was sitting in the kitchen sink drinking lukewarm vodka out of … More

alcohol, CNF, creative non fiction, drugs, life, memoir, party, prose, sex, short prose, student life, university, writing, youth

Lent

I don’t know what to give up for LentI am not afraid of going to Hellcarbs? cutting? cheese?for Hell visits … More

abstinence, bad habits, Catholic, Catholicism, Christianity, drugs, food, Lent, Lent 2021, mental illness, poem, poetry, self harm, writing

Half-Life

Ashley told us that every time you do a line of cocaine it makes loads of microscopic holes in your … More

addiction, advice, body, drug abuse, drugs, friendship, memory, poem, poetry, psychology, science, student life, writing, youth

Fruitcake

I don’t know if this ache is heartbreak (a) or cocaine (b) or my body physically manifesting all the mental pain … More

addiction, depression, drugs, form, heartbreak, Hijacked Amygdala, insanity, mental health, mental illness, poem, poetry, rhyme

Zopiclone Dreams

I had a secret zopiclone tablet stashed away. Two, actually. They were yours, originally, Daddy. You hated them. I was … More

death, dreams, drugs, free verse, free writing, mental health, mental illness, poem, poetry, sleep, suicide, trauma, violence, writing

Life As We Know It (Now)

Fortnightly overdoses and falling asleep in the bath Ridiculous wine descriptions and tattooed knuckles Antiseptic and anticipation Disappearing acts and … More

alcohol, crazy, drugs, food, life, London, love, madness, memories, poetry, prosetry, sex, writing

This Time

We’ve said it seriously a few times before we really need to stop we cannot possibly carry on like this … More

addiction, alcohol, drug abuse, drugs, experimental, life, London, love, poem, poetry, promises, prosetry, relationships, writing

“No Need For Introductions…

I’ve read about girls like you on the backs of toilet doors.” a small collection of things I’ve read this … More

alcohol, art, drugs, drunk, girls, graffiti, life, London, north London, notes, pub life, pubs, women, writing

140218

​”Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.” Oh, you don’t need to remind me of that, … More

bollocks, Catholicism, death, diary, drugs, journal, Lent, love, poetry, religion, Valentine's Day, writing

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