“Don’t ever tell anybody anything, otherwise you start missing everybody.”
Holden Caulfield, The Catcher in the Rye (J. D. Salinger)
Just read my entire blog, all 1020 posts, except one had been deleted so just reblogging the first post I ever made, back when I still loved Bess, and before I knew Erin or Emily or any of the people I used to enjoy Tumblr with, before I knew half of my flatmates, before I cheated on Erin with Jo, before I listened to rap, really, and then got into slam poetry and did a poem which offended Erin. Boy oh boy I wish I would stop using the word Erin. If I ever go to Ireland that’ll be a laugh.
Anyway it’s bloody windy outside; the winter solstice was last night, so also very chilly. I somewhat miss Tumblr, with all its nuances. But glad I got off here.
Anyway, for the second time, 1020 posts or death.














