Blog entries by Gossipmonger

  1. This flat I'm in, today, is mine. This morning, finally, I dared. All of the bits, all that I've learned. Watched. Seen in others. Wondered. The woman in the grand's worth of designer clothes is sitting in my own little haven. Where people take their shoes off at the door. Her shoes are not...
  2. The other morning I’m in this very familiar place, just after dawn. Don’t ask. I see these two girls on their way home. They don’t look like they’re shot. But not like they’ve slept, either. They look like they’ve only just dressed, again, and the outfits are cool. No, not cool. The opposite....
  3. Could I possibly have chosen a more stupid name? The person I might want to be but not the person I am. Or maybe just a person I'd despise. Someone who talks out of school. Someone who hides. I have picture of her in my head. She has that white dress on. I don't know exactly when it was, now -...
  4. Last night was a whole new experience for me. As though I'd graffiti'd a wall. Written the word cunt on it. Where everyone could see, and where I knew it was me that had done it. I know a girl who doesn't flush after she shits. Is that the same kind of thing? I don't know if I'm a fool, and...
  5. By way of explanation. I've known this guy ages, and I love him to bits. He near enough begged me to hang his kinky knickers out online. A fetish all in itself? Careful what you wish for. Remember back in the pub, babe? By the river? And we were just sitting, talking, drinking. Waiting for...