Pvris

After so many long weeks of rain and slave labor I strip and sink into a hot bath with a glass of Merlot. 

I know its chemicals that make me cling to you. 

Pvris echo around my little bathroom. Their two released tracks St.Patricks & House repeatedly reverberate off of the tiles and into the crevices of my heart.  

The Playlist | September 2014

It is so nice to be home. After living in 9 different places by the age of 23, you forget what it feels like quite quickly.

It doesn’t necessarily make me any happier, as I know what I want in order to be happy now. That is you, by the way.  Every day is a battle to strengthen my patience but my will to wait is tenacious now. 

So where are you now?

The Change

In true Roué fashion, everything is changing, yet again. I am not even sat here with an extra milky cup of tea. I don't actually drink milk anymore!

Secondly, believe it or not, I'm not writing this in the hope that anybody specific will read it. For once that isn't one of my intentions. Besides, you wouldn’t read it anyway.

Dear Hannah # 23. Hide and Seek

Dear Hannah. a letter to my 13 year old self.

So much has happened over the last 10 years. There are so many more highs and lows coming your way. Get ready. Here is some wisdom and a fortune I wish I had received.

Brand New. For Fear Of The Silver Sun

Jesus christ, that's a pretty face. The kind you'd find on someone I could save. If they don't put me away, well, it'll be a miracle. 

Do you believe you're missing out? that everything good is happening somewhere else? but with nobody in your bed, the nights hard to get through. 

I submerge myself into a hot bath, the steam shallows my breathing and my skin tingles as the water scolds my body. My hair slowly drowns below the surface of the bubbles. I take a few gulps of vodka and I close my eyes. The alcohol begins to drum against my brain as it creeps to the tips of my fingers.