I heard them tearing at it. It was the sound of mortality.

His eyes were like two wafers of slate, grey and lifeless.

I like to think she hates my guts a little less every hour.

Ok.. So are you goin’a let him bluetube your tweeter?

She played me with a bad hand, and I fell for it every time.

Remember. Observe, assess and act. No hesitation. No remorse.

It seemed that I performed better sober than drunk. Who knew?

I turned to her, my whole body hard with tiredness and regret.

For an instant I saw before me the young girl this used to be.

‘There’s no time for right or wrong,’ I said.

Once the orange juice wears off, I might be drunk. I love vodka.

Hit the bottom and get back up; or hit the bottle and stay down.

If you’d saved the girl, you’d be a hero. Next time.

I was a spectator who had gotten free admission to a freak show.

To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently abeast!