I'm studying English and Philosophy at Liverpool University, currently close to finishing my first year. I'm a bit of a literature snob, I'm afraid, though I try and keep as open a mind as possible because, let's face it, out-and-out dead-white-male-worship is just going to cause you to miss out. Apart from writing, I listen to a helluva lot of music, my tastes being fairly eclectic, passing from Marilyn Manson and Rage Against The Machine to Buena Vista Social Club and The Katherine Tickell Band by way of Jeff Buckley, Radiohead and Bob Dylan. I'm also into photography, I've been known to play the saxophone and I can just about juggle, in addition to all the usual studenty things - trying to consume one's own bodyweight in alcohol, abusing caffeine, watching films and occasionally agonising over the odd essay.
- Last seen on Nov 1 7:19 PM. Member since January 31, 2007.
- I am a 19 year old man (Great Britain)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student.
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I have not known whether it is night or day for a long time now: here it is neither. The room is flooded with the faintly pinkish light of800 words, 4 comments, April 28, 2007
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Poor Mark. He feels it a damn sight worse than anyone else I’ve ever met: I suppose deep down he’s just delicate, and he’s too human.
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Regret is ultimately rather useless. I do not hold that it is necessary in order to learn from one’s mistakes: all that is required for that is to objectively examine one’s actions and evaluate which were advantageous and which were not. This does not req100 words, 6 comments, April 25, 2007. In First person, Murder
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- [ The eclipse of the soul; ] at allpoetry
The eclipse of the soul;
The yellow scent of other people and their cigarettes.
