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Punk Of The Week #1
I have never been good at keeping my mouth shut. I get variously shamed for speaking my mind, the dampening effect lasts a few days at most, and then there I am again – like a dog after a rabbit, harrying the hare, snapping at heels and generally making a nuisance of myself! Opinions sit […]
MoreI’ve got a brand new pair of rollerskates, you’ve got a brand new ki…
I am in a very troubled relationship with my dealer…Jeff you see thinks he knows what I want better than I do…He tempts me with multi pack socks and discounted bras, rollerskates and scarves, he sells me picks and strings and assorted things that sometimes glow in the dark…especially when they shouldn’t, and only weakly […]
MoreWhy don’t you ask family, that’s what they are there for…
My father abused me and my mother was complicit. I don’t have family. I did ask for help now and then, I told them I was being hurt. I am no contact with them, have been for decades. They are vile, racist, right wing, fuckheads and I hope they are miserable. I don’t want much. […]
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