Friday, 30 December 2011

038; If you promise to stay conscious, I will try and do the same.

My pill-box collection (so far). (More photos here.)

I'm on a night-train up north. Music is filling my ears and all I see outside is a blackness. It's freezing, and all I've had today is chocolate and cigarettes. I painted my nails black (and my eyes, always.) Earlier today, I bought a leather jacket. I've been wearing it ever since. I'm craving a smoke but we don't stop for another two hours. I wish I had some whiskey on me, and a friend to share it with. Everything seems simpler in the moonlight.

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