Aug
1
2014

THREESOME12
I order some beer, playing with the table by tracing my nails down the wood, wondering how much would they chip in the end. I get far too anxious, either dunking the beer down or not touching it at all and always ending up with the same anxiety running me down and over. I can’t even think of Kate properly, the misery of the past weeks replaced with some screech of tension and my whole body impatient. 

I shouldn’t have chosen the window location.

Jamie stands on the opposite side of the window, smirks, takes off his sunglasses and heads inside.
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THREESOME12

I order some beer, playing with the table by tracing my nails down the wood, wondering how much would they chip in the end. I get far too anxious, either dunking the beer down or not touching it at all and always ending up with the same anxiety running me down and over. I can’t even think of Kate properly, the misery of the past weeks replaced with some screech of tension and my whole body impatient. 


I shouldn’t have chosen the window location.


Jamie stands on the opposite side of the window, smirks, takes off his sunglasses and heads inside.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART FANFICTION HERE

Aug
1
2014

THREESOME12
Jamie stands on the opposite side of the window, smirks, takes off his sunglasses and heads inside.

“Fuck.” I try to dunk the beer down, eyes closed and he pats me on the back, I’m sure he’s itching for a cigarette. I do a small wave and I don’t manage to drink the beer in time. He orders one as well.

Fuck. I smile at him. 

I remember I’d speak to Jamie in my mind, begging him to remind me that he loves me even if he’s never said it. I felt a need and it’s odd sitting besides him in silence, until he motions for both of us to head outside for a cigarette and he watches me, a bit of longing taking over him, since we haven’t seen each other in weeks as he pulls me closer for a desperate hug. He kisses my cheek, asking how I’ve been, not talking about the lack of everything we’ve had when the moment finally arrived. 
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THREESOME12

Jamie stands on the opposite side of the window, smirks, takes off his sunglasses and heads inside.


“Fuck.” I try to dunk the beer down, eyes closed and he pats me on the back, I’m sure he’s itching for a cigarette. I do a small wave and I don’t manage to drink the beer in time. He orders one as well.


Fuck. I smile at him. 


I remember I’d speak to Jamie in my mind, begging him to remind me that he loves me even if he’s never said it. I felt a need and it’s odd sitting besides him in silence, until he motions for both of us to head outside for a cigarette and he watches me, a bit of longing taking over him, since we haven’t seen each other in weeks as he pulls me closer for a desperate hug. He kisses my cheek, asking how I’ve been, not talking about the lack of everything we’ve had when the moment finally arrived. 

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

Aug
1
2014

grasp THE sanity: Threesome12

For some unknown reason I sit in the local, which Jamie usually drags everyone to, because he doesn’t get anyone in his way, everyone who wanted dragged their friends already to admire from afar and have noticed that he’s still drinking the same beer or wine everyone else is. I just try to hold myself from thinking that Kate would most likely be cheating on Jamie and I’m not even sure what the boundaries of their marriage are and my own. 


I order some beer, playing with the table by tracing my nails down the wood, wondering how much would they chip in the end. I get far too anxious, either dunking the beer down or not touching it at all and always ending up with the same anxiety running me down and over. I can’t even think of Kate properly, the misery of the past weeks replaced with some screech of tension and my whole body impatient. 


I shouldn’t have chosen the window location.

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/ALISON MOSSHART/KATE MOSS FANFICTION HERE

Jul
30
2014

I’m waiting to greet you




It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy
and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough
and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

I’m waiting to greet you

It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy

and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough

and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-

Jul
30
2014

Untitled 5Silence Seems To Feed Us 12




Love seems to be a Christmas cracker which Brian barges in with, his mood with the pendulum around his neck jerking towards cockiness as he just walked in, taking his coat off and demonstratively shaking off the rain of it onto the cream carpet which is older than all of us combined. 
I watched him as he threw the crackers at me, more gifts in a fancy bag and he walked on, waving at Alison and his next phrase was just as obscure as the shimmery dress he was in. 

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Untitled 5Silence Seems To Feed Us 12

Love seems to be a Christmas cracker which Brian barges in with, his mood with the pendulum around his neck jerking towards cockiness as he just walked in, taking his coat off and demonstratively shaking off the rain of it onto the cream carpet which is older than all of us combined. 

I watched him as he threw the crackers at me, more gifts in a fancy bag and he walked on, waving at Alison and his next phrase was just as obscure as the shimmery dress he was in. 

Jul
30
2014

I’M WAITING TO GREET YOU
It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy

and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough

and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-
READ MORE JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

I’M WAITING TO GREET YOU

It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy


and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough


and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

Jul
30
2014

grasp THE sanity: I'm waiting to greet you

It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy


and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough


and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-


I don’t smash everything even if I feel destructive and I see someone ask me how am I and I don’t reply, just going to the bathroom and I feel my shoulders shake far more sooner than anything which comes out from my eyes and she’s the one whose always walked away and I keep flinging her in anger away and away, let my bones become nothing but material and I could see myself dissolving, all tears gone much before I’ve even expected them to even start and I just walk back onstage, joining 

READ MORE JACK WHITE/ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

Jul
29
2014

Snap Out Of It
Life is too bleak and suicide seems like something even bleaker, why would you throw something away which hasn’t even irritated me, it’s just some dull void, which is just there and the window is always open, letting noises in and I let the knocks go louder and I do eventually get yanked out of bed by the extra key, pretty much yanked by my pajamas and I can hear his boots on the empty pizza boxes.

I need to pull myself together.

Jamie lights a cigarette as he pushes me into the shower. He holds his silence, his back turned to the door, as I just slowly force myself under the water, not even feeling it at first.

“You didn’t show up at her funeral.” I don’t even want to grunt, but I just do as a soft answer, as he just glances back at me and it amuses me how he holds his Sunday in suits tradition. Right. I trail my fingers on the tiles. Jamie keeps looking at me as I keep trailing the tiles.
READ MORE ALEX TURNER/JAMIE HINCE/MILES KANE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Snap Out Of It

Life is too bleak and suicide seems like something even bleaker, why would you throw something away which hasn’t even irritated me, it’s just some dull void, which is just there and the window is always open, letting noises in and I let the knocks go louder and I do eventually get yanked out of bed by the extra key, pretty much yanked by my pajamas and I can hear his boots on the empty pizza boxes.


I need to pull myself together.


Jamie lights a cigarette as he pushes me into the shower. He holds his silence, his back turned to the door, as I just slowly force myself under the water, not even feeling it at first.


“You didn’t show up at her funeral.” I don’t even want to grunt, but I just do as a soft answer, as he just glances back at me and it amuses me how he holds his Sunday in suits tradition. Right. I trail my fingers on the tiles. Jamie keeps looking at me as I keep trailing the tiles.

READ MORE ALEX TURNER/JAMIE HINCE/MILES KANE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Jul
28
2014

Snap Out Of It

Jamie lights a cigarette as he pushes me into the shower. He holds his silence, his back turned to the door, as I just slowly force myself under the water, not even feeling it at first.

“You didn’t show up at her funeral.” I don’t even want to grunt, but I just do as a soft answer, as he just glances back at me and it amuses me how he holds his Sunday in suits tradition. Right. I trail my fingers on the tiles. Jamie keeps looking at me as I keep trailing the tiles. “She-”

“I know, she cheated. He was there at the funeral. Miles told me.”

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.pt/2014/07/snap-out-of-it.html

Snap Out Of It

Jamie lights a cigarette as he pushes me into the shower. He holds his silence, his back turned to the door, as I just slowly force myself under the water, not even feeling it at first.

“You didn’t show up at her funeral.” I don’t even want to grunt, but I just do as a soft answer, as he just glances back at me and it amuses me how he holds his Sunday in suits tradition. Right. I trail my fingers on the tiles. Jamie keeps looking at me as I keep trailing the tiles. “She-”

“I know, she cheated. He was there at the funeral. Miles told me.”

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.pt/2014/07/snap-out-of-it.html

Jul
28
2014

grasp THE sanity: Snap Out Of It

It’s the noise which pierces and stings, it’s some daft desire as life seems to be bleak, anxiety no longer even pulling me together to do things, it being rolled in by all bed covers and being under the bed to resemble a monster, seems like the only big opportunity to actually grasp.

Everything seems to be wrong, that even jealousy doesn’t even tickle me and I have no courage to go back somewhere I even should be in.

Life is too bleak and suicide seems like something even bleaker, why would you throw something away which hasn’t even irritated me, it’s just some dull void, which is just there and the window is always open, letting noises in and I let the knocks go louder and I do eventually get yanked out of bed by the extra key, pretty much yanked by my pajamas and I can hear his boots on the empty pizza boxes.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.pt/2014/07/snap-out-of-it.html

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