Scylla
from wherever.
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the facts
| name: | Scylla |
| age: | younger than i'll be this time next year |
| lives: | wherever |
| works: | I don't, even when i'm at my place of employ |
| into: | whatever/whomsoever i fancy |
| booze: | yup |
| fags: | yup |
| listens to: | everything apart from the voices in my head telling me not to do it |
| watches: | the grass grow |
| reads: | palms |
| hero: | haven't met him yet |
| cunt: | I have one but I think that victoria beckham is a real one. are we unanimous on that? |
| bribe me with: | cash |
| ashamed of: | nowt |
| could live without: | being asked really fucking stupid questions |
| sobs at: | being too old to classify my new fuck-ups as part of my misspent youth |
| gets hard/wide to: | the thought that I'm still alive enough to fuck up entirely all over again and get over it |
| regrets: | I have a few - Frank Sinatra's |
| wants: | my own way all the time i.e., the im-fucking-possible |