“In Between Days” by The Cure… “And I know I was wrong when I said it was true, that it couldn’t be me and be her in between without you…”
Happiness is a Starbucks’ grande gingerbread latte in my warm car with my favourite Cure song playing whilst cold winds bite at the faces of pedestrians […]
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“The District Sleeps Alone Tonight” by The Postal Service… “I’ll wear my badge: a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest, that tells your new friends I am a visitor here. I am not permanent…” How convenient that I recently finished reading “Stupid White Men.” Bowling for Columbine was on telly yesterday so I just had to watch it again whilst getting on with not doing my work. It gripped me the first time I saw it and watching it again, it still has the same effect on me. To […] |

