Wednesday, 30 April 2014

grivell

fuck. i am 36 years of age and  i have a man grivelling over my shoulder at this. grivelling. it is a new word and one that brings me down to earth with a bang and reminds me of the room i am in and the lack i inhabit.
i was just trying to make a decision to train as a secondary school teacher in english and then he came to grivell. oh now i am so tired i will have to carry on where i left off. nowhere. please god let me do something with my life.

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