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This turned up in my inbox about 43 hours after I was expecting anything along the lines of what I had hoped for 44 hours preceding. Everything that I had waited for you to say, for quite some time, was neatly, almost poetically (the most poetically you could say it at least), transcribed for me. It’s too bad, I’ve closed the till, this ATM ain’t working no more, there’s nothing left to give you.

» Posted By Rosebud On 11.23.2012 @ 7:18 am


Should I be scared about money? A giant debt, one bigger than I ever imagined lying ahead at the end of my degree – probably a hall-full of one dollar coins would amount to the same. A tiny hall, granted. And I guess I could be sensible and make that tiny hall a little bit tinier, make the years run a little faster. But I’m here, halfway across the world, learning, enjoying, what more could one ask for?

I hope to be a millionaire one day.

» Posted By Rosebud On 11.22.2012 @ 3:24 am

There was, a long mouth-eaten red carpet decking the long corridor, pasty wall colours and the distinct smell of old sex and perspiration. At the end, a door, blue, the only colour in this walkway that seemed to give any hint of freshness. Past this blue door they told me to go.

» Posted By Rosebud On 11.22.2012 @ 3:20 am


I’m still not satisfied. Some answers would be nice.

» Posted By Rosebud On 11.20.2012 @ 4:59 am

A faction of people, yours included, with our very odd and very wicked ways, we find our wills swayed by the general delay of decision-making, that is to say, we like hiding away in the responsibility of another’s mistake, or their great plan, or just a generally nice pathway. It’s comforting. But it’s never quite satisfying.

» Posted By Rosebud On 11.19.2012 @ 4:53 pm


The instructions were simple. Get in. Place the bomb. Get out. Don’t let anyone see. Don’t let anyone find the bomb until it’s too late.

» Posted By Rosebud On 07.21.2012 @ 5:11 pm


There were no suspects. No one would have wanted to end his life. It was the perfect crime as far as the authorities could see. No one had anything to gain by the loss of his life. No one had any problems with him. No one was acting suspiciously. There were no suspects.

» Posted By Rosebud On 07.20.2012 @ 10:39 pm


The men in white loaded her onto the stretcher. She was as limp as a ragdoll, and about as alive as one too. The shouting men rushed her into the ambulance and checked for a pulse, but we all knew they wouldn’t find one.
She was long gone.

» Posted By Rosebud On 07.18.2012 @ 10:22 pm


The drain in spain falls plainly down the raining main.

» Posted By Rosebud On 01.16.2011 @ 5:11 pm

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