Suicide Pt. 2
“Life will get better” This is the trope offered to someone in the grips of suicidal ideation. Pain is ephemeral, temporally constrained. You may think now is bad, but the […]
“Life will get better” This is the trope offered to someone in the grips of suicidal ideation. Pain is ephemeral, temporally constrained. You may think now is bad, but the […]
“I’m 27 years old, never had a girlfriend. I feel suicidal.” “Love will find you when you’re not looking for it,” she replies. “I spend my time indoors… wanking – […]
Indiscriminately swipe right. This is how a prudent person would approach Tinder. Of all the women in your designated catchment area, only a few will find you tolerably attractive. Even […]
“I see the girls walk by; dressed in their summer clothes, I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.” It’s autumn and she’s seated on a train, but […]
“I’m not going to teach you how to pick up women,” she mutters in a dour Scottish accent. I can feel her eyes judging me, but I gather that’s why […]
Unfortunately, the privacy of this blog was drunkenly violated by a colleague of mine who I can only refer to as Edward B. No, wait, that’s too obvious. How about […]