Jul
21
2014

CLOSE 4
London seems distant, its colours washed away, everyone looking the same and the gloom seemed to be injected not just onto the people, but onto the streets as well, but I seem to have some cheer within me, just because I’m with Jamie, trailing behind, just to watch him, letting my imagination wander. 

But I know that I stumble from the lack of his attention, his interest in me nearly gone and blown from his own fingertips, the powder dissolving as if in water, it so does in air. 

He seems to be counting the days silently, as we seem to be some crooked reflection, some odd balance where all the love we’ve held is tipped over to me, as his depression seems to be taking its toll. There are days when he is always in the mask, pulling me closer, letting himself pretend and there are days when we just sit outside, Jamie looking above at the sun, as if it can no longer blind the dead. 

My body seems to rejoice from being with him and slowly I try to ask him, as squirrels seem to jump and replace the eagerness of life in all of us. 
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CLOSE 4

London seems distant, its colours washed away, everyone looking the same and the gloom seemed to be injected not just onto the people, but onto the streets as well, but I seem to have some cheer within me, just because I’m with Jamie, trailing behind, just to watch him, letting my imagination wander. 


But I know that I stumble from the lack of his attention, his interest in me nearly gone and blown from his own fingertips, the powder dissolving as if in water, it so does in air. 


He seems to be counting the days silently, as we seem to be some crooked reflection, some odd balance where all the love we’ve held is tipped over to me, as his depression seems to be taking its toll. There are days when he is always in the mask, pulling me closer, letting himself pretend and there are days when we just sit outside, Jamie looking above at the sun, as if it can no longer blind the dead. 


My body seems to rejoice from being with him and slowly I try to ask him, as squirrels seem to jump and replace the eagerness of life in all of us. 

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Jul
16
2014

SETTLE A QUARREL 2
There’s this drive which keeps pulling me towards her, nudging me to get closer, some intense longing which seems to split my throat apart and it keeps getting worse if I get closer or if we don’t and when we break up again and again my head just buzzes and it doesn’t ease. It’s all different kinds of pain and they only soothe and let me go when I let her take over me and then we both ease, I know the feeling, it’s that split second after an orgasm when the moans are still just fresh out of the mouth, the body catching up on the relief and just before you collapse, just like your body doesn’t register death straight away
it doesn’t register that we’re not together,
that I’m not with her and that I slap her away with my own boundaries which she has helped me build and dragged me away from once Jack had left. 
I think the thing about love is that you can’t kill, passion is the poison or some fragile love which will crawl back and sting you but the thing is, it’s still dead,
it’s not the love which comes out when you see the person, it’s not the fear of seeing them which drowns you

it’s the fact that the tongue and mind will nag what the fuck is wrong with you
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SETTLE A QUARREL 2

There’s this drive which keeps pulling me towards her, nudging me to get closer, some intense longing which seems to split my throat apart and it keeps getting worse if I get closer or if we don’t and when we break up again and again my head just buzzes and it doesn’t ease. It’s all different kinds of pain and they only soothe and let me go when I let her take over me and then we both ease, I know the feeling, it’s that split second after an orgasm when the moans are still just fresh out of the mouth, the body catching up on the relief and just before you collapse, just like your body doesn’t register death straight away
it doesn’t register that we’re not together,
that I’m not with her and that I slap her away with my own boundaries which she has helped me build and dragged me away from once Jack had left. 
I think the thing about love is that you can’t kill, passion is the poison or some fragile love which will crawl back and sting you but the thing is, it’s still dead,
it’s not the love which comes out when you see the person, it’s not the fear of seeing them which drowns you

it’s the fact that the tongue and mind will nag what the fuck is wrong with you

Jul
10
2014

BROKEN BLACK VARNISH REQUIEM 6
I don’t recall Jamie even knowing how to make cocktails, but he did and we’re sitting eating his usual grilled cheese, which I’m guessing is the only thing he survives on whenever he’s single if he doesn’t bum to me and Alex. 

“Hey, Alison.” Both me and Jamie move our heads to see that Jack is waving, sunglasses on and in some shirt, smiling and Jamie puts his sandwich back on the plate. I softly nudge him to hold his fucking dick in his pants. “Sorry, can I borrow some salt coz I have this thing on tonight and I was pretty much getting the meat ready and yeah.”

He scratches his head and I can’t help but look at his curls. Alex chopped of all his hair quite a while ago, stylizing into a lazy quiff these days if he can ever be bothered. I wonder if Jamie himself is staring at the tall man or if it’s just me getting caught red handed. I nod, asking for a minute, as I just hear Jamie.
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BROKEN BLACK VARNISH REQUIEM 6

I don’t recall Jamie even knowing how to make cocktails, but he did and we’re sitting eating his usual grilled cheese, which I’m guessing is the only thing he survives on whenever he’s single if he doesn’t bum to me and Alex. 


“Hey, Alison.” Both me and Jamie move our heads to see that Jack is waving, sunglasses on and in some shirt, smiling and Jamie puts his sandwich back on the plate. I softly nudge him to hold his fucking dick in his pants. “Sorry, can I borrow some salt coz I have this thing on tonight and I was pretty much getting the meat ready and yeah.”


He scratches his head and I can’t help but look at his curls. Alex chopped of all his hair quite a while ago, stylizing into a lazy quiff these days if he can ever be bothered. I wonder if Jamie himself is staring at the tall man or if it’s just me getting caught red handed. I nod, asking for a minute, as I just hear Jamie.

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Jul
9
2014

Untitled 5Silence Seems To Feed Us 11

I feel tired and I can see how melancholic people get and once you listen to them you actually wonder if life is really that boring. It’s like people trying to get drunk at fourteen, knowing which bars in Camden let underage people drink. 

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Untitled 5Silence Seems To Feed Us 11

I feel tired and I can see how melancholic people get and once you listen to them you actually wonder if life is really that boring. It’s like people trying to get drunk at fourteen, knowing which bars in Camden let underage people drink.

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Jul
9
2014

FIJI5
I love you so much that sometimes I don’t know how to express it. We don’t stop kissing and I can’t help but put my hand lower and I start stroking Jamie as he starts rubbing my clit, sometimes I think we are insane. We both come and Jamie keeps biting my neck as he comes and I keep gasping, pressing his hand harder with my own. “We can get a morning after pill. True, twenty five quid, but fuck, we need to buy condoms anyway.” And Jamie laughs and I just sit besides him, stroking his chest with my fingers as he nuzzles my hair. Nothing comes to mind, just sitting on his lap and then I have an urge to draw and I ask Jamie if he has pencils and paper. 
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FIJI5

I love you so much that sometimes I don’t know how to express it. 

We don’t stop kissing and I can’t help but put my hand lower and I start stroking Jamie as he starts rubbing my clit, sometimes I think we are insane. 

We both come and Jamie keeps biting my neck as he comes and I keep gasping, pressing his hand harder with my own. 

“We can get a morning after pill. True, twenty five quid, but fuck, we need to buy condoms anyway.” And Jamie laughs and I just sit besides him, stroking his chest with my fingers as he nuzzles my hair. Nothing comes to mind, just sitting on his lap and then I have an urge to draw and I ask Jamie if he has pencils and paper. 

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Jul
7
2014

THREESOME11
I kept thinking about Kate but I couldn’t bring myself to call and it’s nagging and I’ve been terrified to do so. It’s as if I am in exam season again and I couldn’t force myself to pick up the books, thinking that all is lost and I start seeing gay couples all over, especially women holding their hands and I even walked into a gay bar, having a woman hit on me but I said I am waiting for a friend, looking at the empty dancefloor, wondering far too much. It feels odd. I remember I had a crush on a girl in school and she was awfully girly. But back then it was different, there was nothing about sexuality, it was about mere attraction and it was among the exams.

It was the first time I had touched myself to a woman and it was like a fire unleashed, my whole body was whining with guilt and when I came it was like the first time, like I haven’t ever breathed air and now I was getting a gulp and it was hot.

Just like Kate is.
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THREESOME11

I kept thinking about Kate but I couldn’t bring myself to call and it’s nagging and I’ve been terrified to do so. It’s as if I am in exam season again and I couldn’t force myself to pick up the books, thinking that all is lost and I start seeing gay couples all over, especially women holding their hands and I even walked into a gay bar, having a woman hit on me but I said I am waiting for a friend, looking at the empty dancefloor, wondering far too much. It feels odd. I remember I had a crush on a girl in school and she was awfully girly. But back then it was different, there was nothing about sexuality, it was about mere attraction and it was among the exams.


It was the first time I had touched myself to a woman and it was like a fire unleashed, my whole body was whining with guilt and when I came it was like the first time, like I haven’t ever breathed air and now I was getting a gulp and it was hot.


Just like Kate is.

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Jul
5
2014

BROKEN BLACK VARNISH REQUIEM 6
I don’t recall Jamie even knowing how to make cocktails, but he did and we’re sitting eating his usual grilled cheese, which I’m guessing is the only thing he survives on whenever he’s single if he doesn’t bum to me and Alex. 

“Hey, Alison.” Both me and Jamie move our heads to see that Jack is waving, sunglasses on and in some shirt, smiling and Jamie puts his sandwich back on the plate. I softly nudge him to hold his fucking dick in his pants. “Sorry, can I borrow some salt coz I have this thing on tonight and I was pretty much getting the meat ready and yeah.”

He scratches his head and I can’t help but look at his curls. Alex chopped of all his hair quite a while ago, stylizing into a lazy quiff these days if he can ever be bothered. I wonder if Jamie himself is staring at the tall man or if it’s just me getting caught red handed. I nod, asking for a minute, as I just hear Jamie.

“What thing? Can I join?” And I hear Jack laugh in reply and I’m guessing Jamie made his way in, as I walk in to get a text from Alex that he’d have some meeting and he’ll have to stay later. I blush at the sudden coincidence, now that I see Jamie walking up to Jack from the kitchen window. I get the salt and I hope Jamie doesn’t get too close and I imagine them kissing and the thought of Jack’s lips, makes me lose control and I spill the salt slightly. 
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BROKEN BLACK VARNISH REQUIEM 6

I don’t recall Jamie even knowing how to make cocktails, but he did and we’re sitting eating his usual grilled cheese, which I’m guessing is the only thing he survives on whenever he’s single if he doesn’t bum to me and Alex. 


“Hey, Alison.” Both me and Jamie move our heads to see that Jack is waving, sunglasses on and in some shirt, smiling and Jamie puts his sandwich back on the plate. I softly nudge him to hold his fucking dick in his pants. “Sorry, can I borrow some salt coz I have this thing on tonight and I was pretty much getting the meat ready and yeah.”


He scratches his head and I can’t help but look at his curls. Alex chopped of all his hair quite a while ago, stylizing into a lazy quiff these days if he can ever be bothered. I wonder if Jamie himself is staring at the tall man or if it’s just me getting caught red handed. I nod, asking for a minute, as I just hear Jamie.


“What thing? Can I join?” And I hear Jack laugh in reply and I’m guessing Jamie made his way in, as I walk in to get a text from Alex that he’d have some meeting and he’ll have to stay later. I blush at the sudden coincidence, now that I see Jamie walking up to Jack from the kitchen window. I get the salt and I hope Jamie doesn’t get too close and I imagine them kissing and the thought of Jack’s lips, makes me lose control and I spill the salt slightly. 

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Jul
2
2014

CLOSE 5
I can’t be Kate, I can barely hold a gun in my hands knowing that I’d have to shoot and at the moment, I wouldn’t able, I’d even press it against my own head, just not against anyone else’s

and what if I miss-

I could see him, but not myself. 

Jamie doesn’t tell me his masterplan, saying that it’s better for it to stay in his head, to make sure it’s not insane, so that the idea would sprout and he said it motioning with his hands, that he would be convinced that it’s good enough-

At the time being we enter a diner, intending not to pay and I can’t help but chew slowly and the food barely going within me as if the first time all over again, when he had invited me out and I had dreamt of him, wondering how would his lips feel, how he would pin me down, my breath stopping, all of its speed shifting to the heart as he would trace his fingers down my lips and neck, something being ridiculously gracious about him, as if all was planned under the cape, eyes only left to reveal the magician’s tricks. I was nervous even with him and he seemed colder than I had thought and he had told me briefly of Kate, as I had recalled him in the papers and then the hand cast seemed to make sense all of a sudden. 
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CLOSE 5

I can’t be Kate, I can barely hold a gun in my hands knowing that I’d have to shoot and at the moment, I wouldn’t able, I’d even press it against my own head, just not against anyone else’s


and what if I miss-


I could see him, but not myself. 


Jamie doesn’t tell me his masterplan, saying that it’s better for it to stay in his head, to make sure it’s not insane, so that the idea would sprout and he said it motioning with his hands, that he would be convinced that it’s good enough-


At the time being we enter a diner, intending not to pay and I can’t help but chew slowly and the food barely going within me as if the first time all over again, when he had invited me out and I had dreamt of him, wondering how would his lips feel, how he would pin me down, my breath stopping, all of its speed shifting to the heart as he would trace his fingers down my lips and neck, something being ridiculously gracious about him, as if all was planned under the cape, eyes only left to reveal the magician’s tricks. I was nervous even with him and he seemed colder than I had thought and he had told me briefly of Kate, as I had recalled him in the papers and then the hand cast seemed to make sense all of a sudden. 

READ MORE THE KILLS FANFICTION HERE

Jul
1
2014

THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT JACK WHITE 5
“What else do you want to know about Jack White?” I ask Agyness blowing out the smoke into the open window raised halfway in the apartment we share for this week as a brief redoing is going on in ours and Agyness hurls out smoke from her nose, looking at me and poking out her tongue, her cheeks blushing.

“How was the sex?” She asks and inhales from my cigarette.

“Good.” I laugh, blowing up to cover the stars and she rubs her fingers against my shoulderbaldes, leaning closer with her fingers, past my bra and onto my waist, hooking her fingers into the hemline and licking my neck. The former model kisses it softly, resting her eyes against my neck, counting the hairs.

“Better?” She nuzzles on me and I shiver slightly of the thought and I hear a mixture of our chuckles.
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THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT JACK WHITE 5

“What else do you want to know about Jack White?” I ask Agyness blowing out the smoke into the open window raised halfway in the apartment we share for this week as a brief redoing is going on in ours and Agyness hurls out smoke from her nose, looking at me and poking out her tongue, her cheeks blushing.


“How was the sex?” She asks and inhales from my cigarette.


“Good.” I laugh, blowing up to cover the stars and she rubs her fingers against my shoulderbaldes, leaning closer with her fingers, past my bra and onto my waist, hooking her fingers into the hemline and licking my neck. The former model kisses it softly, resting her eyes against my neck, counting the hairs.


“Better?” She nuzzles on me and I shiver slightly of the thought and I hear a mixture of our chuckles.

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Jun
25
2014

LET’S MAKE STRAIGHT OFFENSIVE SINCE THEY’RE SUCH BIGOTS 2
The canteen always goes a bit quiet when we walk in and it’s not just the sound of our heels or how I’ll ask Jamie how the fuck did he get those heels, to which he’ll grin and tell me where and I’ll just wonder how his parents close his eyes on this, but then to those who think we are straight, they think we’re in a weird relationship where we actually do stare at the glow in the dark stars in Jamie’s room. I feel like everyone feels like we should be doing some mating ritual as we are always pushed together by our parents, like some hidden acceptance for queer people from both sides. 

And I watch him as he eats. We no longer scan the cafeteria, as we wait for new pray, it’s far too much into the year and Jamie sometimes shows up saying how he had seen someone attractive in the corridor, tagging along with them for a while until they had raised their hands and said ‘no homo’. 

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LET’S MAKE STRAIGHT OFFENSIVE SINCE THEY’RE SUCH BIGOTS 2

The canteen always goes a bit quiet when we walk in and it’s not just the sound of our heels or how I’ll ask Jamie how the fuck did he get those heels, to which he’ll grin and tell me where and I’ll just wonder how his parents close his eyes on this, but then to those who think we are straight, they think we’re in a weird relationship where we actually do stare at the glow in the dark stars in Jamie’s room. I feel like everyone feels like we should be doing some mating ritual as we are always pushed together by our parents, like some hidden acceptance for queer people from both sides. 
And I watch him as he eats. We no longer scan the cafeteria, as we wait for new pray, it’s far too much into the year and Jamie sometimes shows up saying how he had seen someone attractive in the corridor, tagging along with them for a while until they had raised their hands and said ‘no homo’. 

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