Tag: bring on the dark stench of failure before I lose the run of myself entirely for the love of God

Look Away Now… It’s Irish Writing Kryptonite

Tell me. Have you breathed any air, lately? Got up in the morning? Smiled, any time in the last 6 weeks? Yes? Well, pull up a pew, then, because you need to listen to this. I don’t want to be the girl who cried wolf, here, because that could possibly ruin my cheap and nasty…