Shop Girl
Originally Featured on the Official SG Blog
You know that moment when the checkout girl asks How are you? with that practised, hollow, melodic inflection & tone, looking up at you from their station with a labored soulless smile? I see through the aesthetic delusion, to the evident sadness that lies within their corneas, the timing of the rise & fall of the...
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Originally Featured on the Official SG Blog
You know that moment when the checkout girl asks How are you? with that practised, hollow, melodic inflection & tone, looking up at you from their station with a labored soulless smile? I see through the aesthetic delusion, to the evident sadness that lies within their corneas, the timing of the rise & fall of the...
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Con(tinuity)
One Man's Homage to his beloved Kicks
I was born into this world bright red, kicking & screaming, from the loving, caring hands of an elderly asian lady working three different jobs just to be able to feed her children when she eventually came home at night after a fifteen hour shift. But I was one child she would not have to bear the...
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One Man's Homage to his beloved Kicks
I was born into this world bright red, kicking & screaming, from the loving, caring hands of an elderly asian lady working three different jobs just to be able to feed her children when she eventually came home at night after a fifteen hour shift. But I was one child she would not have to bear the...
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dinah:
Absolutely lovely, I enjoyed every word. You have great images here, the emotions run strong throughout. 
The Burger Theory
It was late Saturday night & I was in a booth with Cobie Thatcher, chowing down on the most delicious burger I had ever tasted, (Mango & Avacado, welcome to Burger Town, my tastebuds High Five you) when she gets a DUI call from her.um, well its complicated, so lets just call him a friend. She goes out to take the call...
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It was late Saturday night & I was in a booth with Cobie Thatcher, chowing down on the most delicious burger I had ever tasted, (Mango & Avacado, welcome to Burger Town, my tastebuds High Five you) when she gets a DUI call from her.um, well its complicated, so lets just call him a friend. She goes out to take the call...
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bridehead:
Loved the 'Inspiration Wall'. I made a small one of those but called it the 'Wall of Dreams'.
So what did she do? Get the burger for him or not?
The more I read the word 'burger' the hungrier I am.................mmmmMMMMmmmmm.
So what did she do? Get the burger for him or not?
The more I read the word 'burger' the hungrier I am.................mmmmMMMMmmmmm.
julianbleach:
Whilst dearest Cobie did not get the burger for Mr Rockstar, I still dropped her at his place after a few drinks and she end up in bed with him as the story goes -
1. Cobie comes out with me, we have a lovely night
2. She spends the last quarter of the evening whinging & complaining about her 'boyfriend' ' s selfishness
3. She always ends up going over his place regardless.
1. Cobie comes out with me, we have a lovely night
2. She spends the last quarter of the evening whinging & complaining about her 'boyfriend' ' s selfishness
3. She always ends up going over his place regardless.
Board Game Night with CC!
BananaGrams: Tournament of Literary Torture in Camperdown -
Photographic Evidence of grammar here - http://tinyurl.com/2cpquol
BananaGrams: Tournament of Literary Torture in Camperdown -
Photographic Evidence of grammar here - http://tinyurl.com/2cpquol
The Gentleman: A Prologue
Lily hestiantely entered the room, her face a downpour, a landslide of foundation, mascara purging from her eyes. A black thought cloud hung above her head in a smog of doom. The white walls were in great contrast to the black mood she was extruding from above and around her luscious jet black hair. She approached an old oak desk that...
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Lily hestiantely entered the room, her face a downpour, a landslide of foundation, mascara purging from her eyes. A black thought cloud hung above her head in a smog of doom. The white walls were in great contrast to the black mood she was extruding from above and around her luscious jet black hair. She approached an old oak desk that...
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Listless Shins
Imagination does not exist, nor does existence, imagine that.
A barrier that bounds and forms a foggy construct to keep out an unseen threat.
Like a rainbow, or a pet.
We are but a bizarre bazaar left to be fed.
Laughter is a form of fear, we bare our teeth
like animals in defense against the fence that folds.
Recognise a cognitive device...
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Imagination does not exist, nor does existence, imagine that.
A barrier that bounds and forms a foggy construct to keep out an unseen threat.
Like a rainbow, or a pet.
We are but a bizarre bazaar left to be fed.
Laughter is a form of fear, we bare our teeth
like animals in defense against the fence that folds.
Recognise a cognitive device...
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Open thy mouth and spill forward thy Fruit
Rotten as it may be, the World must be Fed
We demand intake, and will take what you demand
Anton Bergh
Rotten as it may be, the World must be Fed
We demand intake, and will take what you demand
Anton Bergh
Great Stakes in The Great Lakes
Imagine if you will, Anything else.
Any other place, Any other time, in any other space. This is where Chloe Sharpe of Michigan wants to be. But she is not.
Chloe sits in a car, the car sits in traffic, her and the exhaust sharing much in common. She recites a testimonial inside her head, the one which had...
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Imagine if you will, Anything else.
Any other place, Any other time, in any other space. This is where Chloe Sharpe of Michigan wants to be. But she is not.
Chloe sits in a car, the car sits in traffic, her and the exhaust sharing much in common. She recites a testimonial inside her head, the one which had...
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Microwaved Minerals
He had been here before, but this time if just felt wrong, lame almost. This unearned proximity of intimacy felt like a stolen diamond in his hot little hands, like something almost tangible. His enjoyment had usually been embellished from afar, where no harm could be done.
Now his futile attempts at courting his close friend had turned sour. Lament spread deeply through...
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He had been here before, but this time if just felt wrong, lame almost. This unearned proximity of intimacy felt like a stolen diamond in his hot little hands, like something almost tangible. His enjoyment had usually been embellished from afar, where no harm could be done.
Now his futile attempts at courting his close friend had turned sour. Lament spread deeply through...
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