Quote Of The Month – October 2020

A few months ago, I wrote about the book Skint Estate by Cash Carraway.

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Quote Of The Month – September 2020

Everyday is a lesson.

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Musical Poetry #9 – Phenomenal Woman

Phenomenal Woman -Laura Mvula, The Dreaming Room

Nobody ever told her she was beauty
One day, she realised she was already free
The colour in her eyes was fire rising
She found the light inside, a new horizon

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Quote Of The Month – August 2020

It can sometimes feel like your writing for noone. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing because I’m mainly writing for me. But it’s nice to know that people are reading too.

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Quote Of The Month – July 2020

Being in a state of worry is normal now.

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Musical Poetry #8 – Hey Look Ma, I Made It

Hey Look Ma, I Made It – Panic! At The Disco, Pray For The Wicked

All my life, been hustling
And tonight is my appraisal
‘Cause I’m a hooker sellin’ songs
And my pimp’s a record label

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A***hole

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“You’re such an a**hole. Why are you like this? Why are you always like this?”

It had been almost 47 minutes since Guy had insulted her. She knew because she was looking at her phone at the time, trying to ignore him until he stopped talking. And with that last remark, he did indeed stop, impatiently waited for a reaction from her for a moment, didn’t get one and left in a huff like a grumpy teenager.

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Quote Of The Month – June 2020

I don’t think I have to explain this one too much but for those of you not getting it – You are the sh*t!

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Day 56

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Forget-You-Not

Today has been a tough day emotionally. I’ve been in what can only be described as a funk from the second I woke up, to sitting down and writing this.

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Day 49

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The Things Left Unsaid

These are trying times and whether I make it or not, there are going to be things that I feel that I won’t be able to put into words. There are things I would want my kids to know that for some reason I won’t make the time to tell them.

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