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248 pages, ebook
First published May 15, 2013
“What's your name?"
"A.A.Winters."
"What, that's your name?"
"Yes," I said impatiently, "that's my name."
"That's what people call you? Like in bed, or whatever? They call you A.A.Winters?"
I met his eyes. "No, in bed they call me God."
He laughed again, the same uninhibited cackle.
"Like it”
I.LOVE.IT.BADLY.
I LOVE IT TO TEARS.
I.LOVE.IT.BADLY.
I LOVE IT TO TEARS.
He catches my face between his hands, his painted fingernails twinkling like stars, and when he kisses me if feels a bit like fear and tastes a bit like tears, but it's a s bright and sweet as sherbet, and I decide to call it joy.
”It was an absurd situation to find myself in, as usual, but I shouldn't have been surprised to find myself in it. Pirates only belonged in fairly tales anyways.”
”Such a fragile thing, wanting to please someone else. Such endless scope for disappointment and failure. How much easier just to take.”
”I had never wanted death, merely cessation.”
”Do you fink just cos 'e's 'appy 'e ain't nevva 'ad summin bad 'appen to him?.”
”A glottal stopping glitter pirate who still lives with his grandmother in Essex.”(I don't know anything about Essex, so I'm not why this is such a huge part of Ash's judging...)
”My breath hitched and my thoughts scattered, and I did not mourn them.”
“I gotta say, babes," he said in a nasal Essex whine, "you're giving me sutcha bedroom look."
I stared down into his face, so close to mine. Babes?”
“Sometimes I thought about killing myself. The idea of it circled my head, shining and lovely like a tinsel halo. How beautiful it would be if everything could just stop. If I could stop. If I didn't have to feel like this. Yes, I thought about it and thought about it, but I was too exhausted to do anything about it. That should have been funny, right?”
"Cos the first fing people say to me: "You should be a model, mate." I reckon it's important to look nice. There's lots of fings you can't change, but if you make an effort wif 'ow you look, then you'll doahwight, janarwhatamean? ... Some people fink its a bit shallow, but what I fink is that if you really like fink 'ard abaht it, then y'know ... that's ahwight,"
"You really look like you 'ad it off wif a Ribena or summit."
A group who Darian informed me - had been on Ess Fakta performed to great enthusiasm ...
"We've all got flaws, babes."
I glared at him.
"You're not taking me seriously.'
"Well, you just told me you was mental."
“So, lemme get this right. We're gonna make a go of it. You and me? Togevver? Even though I'm orange and you're mental?”
“So what else you into, then? I mean except reading and writing, talking like the Queen, and dressing like my granddad?”
‘Behind my eyelids, I saw him dancing in spirals of coloured light, emerald, blue, and brilliant purple, enfolding him like the wings of an electric angel.’
“So, lemme get this right. We're gonna make a go of it. You and me? Togevver? Even though I'm orange and you're mental?”![]()