Fahckmylife's Blog
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  I often wonder about the phrase ‘over analysing’.  The implication with the word ‘over’ being that it’s too much and negative.  Surely analysis is just that – analysis.  It seems a bit like an oxymoron to say ‘under analyse’ something seeing as the key element here involves depth, critical thinking and an awareness of […]

I don’t know if anyone else feels like this but I really hate change.  Passionately.  Virtually all change. I  know it’s probably not the most popular thing to hate as I’m young enough and  theoretically supposed to embrace adventure and excitement.  It’s not really my thing though.  I like a routine, as boring as that […]

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. (And it’s not really filth)   She kept thinking about the people that she’d fucked and whether that had changed her in anyway.  Like whether each individual experience had altered her perception of herself or if she had opened herself up to a layer of numbness that she didn’t […]

So as I hopefully smoke the last of my cigarettes I am going to write another self indulgent list of things that I have learned in 2013 in the hopes that 2014 will be better.   My parents are cool.  I never thought they were before but they are.  I have grown to respect them […]

Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve run out of smokes and have no money until tomorrow (in which case drop up with smokes and I’ll be your best friend) but I’m pretty cranky today.  Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve been up since 7 and running around like a lunatic, like most people, wading the […]

A slightly altered version of a bit of an oldie fictiony typey thingy. This is the part where if this was a film there would be a montage.  You would see me in all my frumpy glory embarking on the hopeless mission of self-beautification.  As I am not used to doing this and because the […]

This is old.  It could be reworked but whether I am ever motivated enough to do it is another story completely.   I stagger along the side of the studio on a gravel path and intermittently bang into the wall.  I feel so heavy and being to feel the stinging of hot tears on my […]

Before I start ranting here I’d just like to say that I like being a mam.  My kid can be a pain in the arse, but I am happy that I have him and love him unconditionally.  That said I think it should be OK to give out about your kid wrecking your buzz without […]