I was once like you with all your fucking shiny things. I once had a nice swollen bank account and responsibilities and mortgage repayments. I once knew what it was like to take a single, unadulterate… more →
garydangermortonwrote 2 weeks ago: I was once like you with all your fucking shiny things. I once had a nice swollen bank account and r … more →
wrote 3 months ago: It was around that time that you softly whispered, “I can’t do this anymore”. It was morning time. I … more →
wrote 6 months ago: An Ode To A Pedantic Prick You always did think that you were better than me, didn’t you? You had re … more →
wrote 7 months ago: He beats me every day now and it’s getting more and more difficult to cover up the bruises. My old m … more →
wrote 10 months ago: My book ‘Chop Shop’ got a 5 star review. It’s a really heart-felt response. Thank … more →
wrote 10 months ago: I’m starting to get really worried. I think I’m going insane. I can’t sleep at night anymore and I’v … more →
wrote 11 months ago: Sleep sound in your beds. We are building an army. This is an army of the blind, the broken and the … more →
wrote 1 year ago: So we walk up Ashton Lane and droplets of rain are just starting to fall, for a change. I don’t even … more →
wrote 1 year ago: This is the Chop Shop. But this is not only a book. This is an emphatic bloodcurdlin battle-cry. Thi … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Part 1 A Mild-Mannered Citizen So, here I find myself, standing in the queue for Sainsbury’s, chok … more →
wrote 1 year ago: A Pro-Active Golden Thought Shower Now I’m sitting in my utilitarian, semi-ergonomic chair facing … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Part 1 Plastic Face/Plastic Smile And now I have to plaster on my fake plastic smile, so that you th … more →