This Time Last Year

This post is a thread of tweets I posted earlier today, hence the terse style (280 character limits!) This time … More

August Meditations

I met a woman in trouble on the streets of Camden, helped her to get away from her abusive boyfriend … More

I wrote this in 2010. I can tell from the handwriting and absence of apostrophes that I was suffering from … More

Behold! A manic epiphany after going on a disgusting drink and drugs bender, not taking my anti-psychs and staying awake … More

I’ve been bad lately. Really bad. Physically wrecked, mentally destroyed. Making poor choices, doing stupid things. Two weeks of classic, … More

Act 4 Scene II [Small windowless room in an NHS psychiatric ward in north London. Man with lots of letters … More

“What do you mean ‘she’s not currently in crisis’, SHE JUST TRIED TO CUT HER OWN FUCKING HEAD OFF!”

Knock Knock Knock Knock *male voices* Is this the one? Yeah. Knock Knock Knock *opens door a fraction* Yeah? What … More

You know when you’re on the bus and you’re coming back from the supermarket (because, after 4 attempts, you finally … More

Your past times consisted of the strange, and twisted and deranged, and I love that little game you had called … More