Sport
By Louis Rives Sport was an odd thing in school, a semi-mandatory year wide expose of everyone’s physical ineptitude. For Continue reading
By Louis Rives Sport was an odd thing in school, a semi-mandatory year wide expose of everyone’s physical ineptitude. For Continue reading
By Louis Rive Everyone had jobs as paperboys. Trekking aimlessly through the Edinburgh winter with Ikea catalogues and double-glazing sales Continue reading
By Louis Rive Commuter hell. They were supposed to be on strike those work shy bastards. I have sunk the Continue reading
By Louis Rive The argon light hums in a back room. There are no windows so gradually the flickering cylinder Continue reading
By Blake Rackley November 5th, 2011, 5am. I was woken by my friend’s dad. I didn’t get out of bed Continue reading
(via) By Louis Rive I dream about working. Literally. When I fall asleep the repetitive nature of my job means Continue reading
By Louis Rive Broken bloody biscuits. I hadn’t the heart to tell my gran that I could buy shortbread in Continue reading
By Alyssa Lindley Kilzer Richard I found out the next day. The police came down to my house, took my Continue reading