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orchestra
the music played and we danced. we felt as if we were floating as we fluttered like butterflies across the dance floor, surrounded by the bobbling firefly glows of the cigarettes being smoked by those around us, an ethereal fog rising above our heads like mist on the moor.
relate
relationships are really hard work. I mean REALLY had work. Unless you hammer out your expectations at the start you'll be facing an uphill struggle for the rest of your life. Nightmare. Trust me.
setting
setting is where something happens, the stage upon which your characters move, upon which their lives are played out. all the world's a stage, a stage of life, part of a lifecycle that keeps going round and around, never ending, always moving on to not a conclusion.
morality
morality mortality rate 100% we all die eventually. we all shuffle off this mortal coil. live every day as if it's your last. leave only good in your wake. let your actions speak for you. words mean nothing if not backed up by action.
morality
the things we do and say are subject to scrutiny by our own selves we have to judge for ourselves whether what we do is right or wrong good or bad how can anyone else tell us are we responsible for what we did in the past should we not just be judged on the present moment????
edge
the edge over the edge over again into the void below, beneath the surface, bubbles rising silvery bubbles shimmering as they near the surface and pop spitting stars into the black sky above. diamonds. deamons. twinkling in the sky.
half
half a pint is enough to get me tipsy all wobbly legged as if they're made of water instead of flesh and bone. head spinning stomach churning. laughing giggling. all over the place making a spectacle of myself a pair of glasses beer goggles.
port
last port of call the last place you'd ever want to end up hell on earth a shit hole a rat leaving a sinking ship never mind where he's going it's where we're going that matters down to the depth with him davy jones make a stop on the way anywhere but here it's too late, we're too far gone
couch
couch something you sit on or lie on or sleep on something to hold you safe and sound while you watch the tv or escape to different worlds in a book, it's something to hide behind when dr who comes on the telly. a place of safety. of comfort. of warmth.
crouch
crouching tiger hidden dragon never seen it probably only seen a snippet of advert subverting my mind telling me what to think what to want taking away my freedom and responsibility making cash from my MY dreams how fair is that consuming not producing over and over just using taking more and more and more
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