Word Collection Project

2007 - 2017

 
Sketch by Nicola Anthony

Sketch by Nicola Anthony

 
 
 

The Word Collection project was a live artwork existing for 10 years, ever evolving as people add their words to it online or at physical exhibitions and interactions.


The Word Collection Project existed as a live text artwork for 8 years, through which Nicola sourced all the secrets and statements used in her work. It has been exhibited as a performance which asks the viewer to contribute words in London, it has toured to LA, it has featured on SKYArts TV, and was shown as a performance/interactive sculpture in Singapore in 2013. After 2017 a new archive was developed as a platform from which Nicola collects more in depth stories at www.humanarchiveproject.com    

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I love my dreams, going to sleep is free movie time for me. I miss you and you know that. I am alchemy. I am more than. I am better than I think myself to be. I want to believe the above statement is true. I don't trust my own words. I wonder if my words come from myself. I think about thinking. I am me, but also a collection of other people, fictional or otherwise. I am but am not. I hide fear more than i should. I want someone to love me with all they have. I live with thousands of people in a huge city and can end up not speaking to anyone for an entire day. I am sorry Mum. I AM SUBJECT. I conceive the inconceivable. I am a simulacrum. I'm trying to think of something interesting to say. I stole my mother's breath and put it into a prison cell. I want to live freely. I miss whistle pops. I woke up to a dream of a girl on fire. I am the other girl. I'm being pulled apart by everyone. I feel calm. I feel illusionary. I am so boliao. I believe life is beautiful. I feel like a foreigner perpetually even though I was raised here. I feel a happy moment in art. I feel burdened. I know she does not know how much I love her, no one does. I think my family is the best. I am happy shark fish. I am a person with olfactory fetishes. I bruised my muse. I am blue. I won't tell my insides. I do handstands for you. I think time and water is the pursuit of the source of all beings. I think it's life, it;'s love, it's a nice arm of thoughts. I know this is without meaning. I am an artist. I am glad they make Singapore their home. I feel inspired. I like words and letters. I feel my body growing. I think visual. I feel utterly pretentious. I feel loquacious and delicious. I am hungry. I feel blurry sometimes. I feel sorry but in love. I am still nascent. I want to be happy. I say aim for the sky. I personify me. I notice my tummy feels full of bubbles. I geek therefore I am. I think a lot. I sound like ghost bird one. I feel happy. I am faultless and you are in trouble. I feel. I sense my mind is a bubble, ever expanding until... I  Love making notes of amazing words on my kindle. I feel hot and sweaty. I am George. I think that I am a bird flying across the word. I know arguing with a Fool makes two. I don't give up with what history tells me. I am pixel perfect. I fell over. I feel nothing, seriously nothing. I am not hungry. I am an apple. I would never pangseh you. I'm lonely. I feel blessed. I am cosmos. I think seriousness is overrated, chill! I feel positive and happy things will happen. I am a scientist. I ask you, Please be Human. I wonder why. I am damn shiok. I feel upside down. I have ivory wings. I ask do you think Singapore is 'real'? I say try living here as a 'commoner'. I am a dude from SG. I love you so much it hurts. I am hot in Singapore. I see life just got a little harder. I am so proud of you. I meet you very soon so you can put a face on my name. Aku tidak menyerah pada sejarah. I think Justin Bieber gay lah. I get increasingly kancheong. I am a plate of noodle. I am so scared sometimes, of the future. I need to make better art. I am curious. I feel like the 'questions' girl. I am old enough to bleed, I am old enough to breed, I am old enough to crack a brick in your teeth while you sleep. I want life and possibilities. I think she got her dessert. I hope this is a dream worth living for. I feel thrilled and sexy. I say 'styrke til det du vil'. I eat. I shop. I feel creative and wonderful. I think honey-glazed chicken tastes suspiciously like Teriyaki. I think it's finally starting to sink in. I feel without meaning. I am God. I am a piece of paper. I am driven to also inspire others. I say fly. I am a 5 yr old I like to paint and draw. I hope. I meet you there directly. I want us all to fit. I think heaven is filled with animals. I am an analyst. I think in colour. I am never more than 5 steps from a piece of fried chicken. I wonder why you so bias?! I am grateful for love, passion, friendship, family and the universe. I believe rain, hope and destiny are the pillars of human existence. I wonder how long can x do this? I know X waits for all the sums to be figured out and answers to come, in their own accord. I am in limbo. I am in a rut. I live with thousands of people in a huge city and can end up not speaking to anyone for an entire day. I am sorry Mum. I am Subject. I know Auguste defecated on my Buddha. I think persimmons are confusing. I saw he spat inside my heart. I believe there is a guru in the fens. I have to help you. I see change all around. I spotted vandalism comes onto the lion's head. I am a danger to ducks. I like non-existence more than existence. I think trees are far more beautiful than humans - unfortunately, I am human. I like space. I see constellations. I am a representative. I count my blessings. I am in my prime. I have friends in the world. I never thought I would be here. I see incredible love and invcredible hate. I am so sweet. I think everything points to you. I smell your skin. I breakfast on prata. I see anger. I have bifocal eyes. I don't give it back. I have a one track mind. I know it happens and it's part of the process. I barter with so many folks. I have returned. I like you. I am excluded. I am the missing piece. I am funny. I am whatever you want me to be. I am a problem. I am nice. I am scary. I am inside out.  I can never thank you enough. My mind is a step too far. I laugh as she has an acorn up her nose. I worry you are going to break my heart. I tell you, my heart broke and it felt good. I am a fig. I am a figment. I break the bread. I am as mad as a wet cat. I am daft as a brush. I pinched a baby when I was 3. I found out my half sister decapitated her friends kitten. I ate too much burnt popcorn and vomited. I wish gardenia and jasmine were flavours. I wonder when will I sit next to a gorilla? I know my tormentor. I ask, what is death to a caterpillar? I believe the moon is made of romantic lies. I see a dog is my teacher. I want you to whisper your favourite song to me. I happen across people weeping and I sieze the opportunity and join them. I know we are good together. I think an idea is as powerful as the words that describe it, anybody wishing to pen a new doctrine should bear this in mind. I harbour a secret arrogance: the idea that I have a boundless potential, and could be better than most people at most things if only I wanted that enough. I am protected from the truth of my inadequacy only by my lazy reluctance to try new things. I think about you everyday. I keep hitting my head against an invisible wall. I am defined by the lists I make on a daily basis. I want to be taken higher. I’ve written 5 of these now, it’s cathartic! I will think of something to write later. I wish I was. I am also just me; kind of crazy. I want to play with you. I don’t need these amateur dramatics. I said to myself. I spray them. I have a crass panache for stating things blatantly. I believe that. I kept hold. I don’t want to waste time rhyming spaceships with paperclips. I prefer to test my strength, luck and charisma. I need a reason. I finally did it. I had potential. I feel different every day. I get distracted. I can’t bear it. I write so polite. I make you nervous. I planned it. I just stress. I want you back, please. I can live on bread and milk for weeks. I don’t care. I dated the lot. I said stop. I can pretend not to be your friend if you want. I writes. I am strong ‘til the finish. I think it’s time to clear up a few misconceptions. I was avoiding discussing the weather. I wrote this in about eight and a half minutes. I tried to warn you first. I think not. I writes what. I breath. I live. I seen through the games you’ve been playing. I do it different see. I did it no you didn’t. I might just beat her up one time like you know what. I tried to talk to you for days. I tried to let a heart sing. I shouldn’t be asking but curiousity killed the kitten. I have had enough is that any way to treat someone you love. I know right. I whip these up far too quick. I make it specific so it’s blatant. I tried firing warning shots. I ambush the natives. I can’t tell how it’ll be heard. I spied that. I forgot the woman was crying wolf. I miss her daily. I stroll through snow lately. I blew it before and never had a clue. I can’t be arsed farcing nomore with the queue of people that greet me every day speaking of yesterday. I thought the cold was caught. I just don’t give a… I say unplanned. I call it grammar. I can’t be blamed for my minds sins. I spill my feelings. I get lost. I wanna ask the guy something. I can’t hear you over this roar of applause. I was playing everything has become a game. I mean yeah, really, okay, save it. I get to thinking about that smile. I choose Raiden. I work in sanitation. I live it, talk it, keep giving. I died doing something you lot didn’t. I could never be. I speak heat. I predicted this. I leapt off a cliff and took flight right in front of your eyes. I know. I am sorry. I state it hoping it wont be like when Sodom and Gomora raped angels openly. I have insight. I mean site. I am inartiqulate. I just think shit up as I writ it down if it sounds nice. I need to ring my solicitor. I hope you remembered your umbrella. I am not what I mean. I taste the ashy tang of kiss-chapped lips while smoke of blistered promise fades to charcoal charm. I hope and be happy. I never wear matching clothes. I wake up. I am constantly developing both inside and out. I don’t have any secrets, I just forget lots of things. I said burn this Judas of a body. I’d trade her for this burnt-out mind. I am a spun out Catherine wheel. I appreciate you. I can’t create. I am in the nightful quiet of the star shining bright. I often think of death. I think it shouldn’t just work it should be lovely. I’m off. I say antidisestablishmentarianism is the longest word. I see a dog raise his head to follow the scent there might be before sleep. I know a falling comes to the dream-filled deep. I wanted to have a place. I am taking part in my own resurrection. I will always believe that life can be beautiful. I am here. I am a runaway. I am an outcast. I have my head in the clouds. I am koko. I play our song. I will leave my body here. I would rather be nothing. I can’t stand to touch velvet. I am reflective. I have a mind full of shells of verbal fireworks. I resonate. I am you. I needed to escape. I can’t sleep. I wish upon a star. I forget about you. I wish for you. I wish for me. I click to save the changes. I don’t know who you are yet. I am your rainy day. I am alone. I pretend to be asleep. I will write. I hate to ask. I feel invisible. I talk with my mouth full. I feel ten feet tall. I hit it on the head. I am hung-over I am a black cloud. I don’t fit the stereotype. I am naughty. I play with fire. I never knew. I am a butterfly. I am an alcoholic. I wear stilettos. I laugh along. I am lazy. I am in the gang. I am a star. I am going away. I am learning. I am compulsive. I am a parent. I absorb everything. I am injured. I gamble. I like to talk. I am alert. I get distracted. I take liberties. I have a fire-cracker heart. I am sad. I am childish. I am touched. I belong. I am bad. I am a toy boy. I am magic. I am cool. I am crazy. I do jigsaw puzzles. I need you. I smoke. I wear a flower in my hair. I am loud. I will hurt you. I am jobless. I am a ray of light. I am flawless. I’ve got you. I fell into the abyss. I am together. I have a headache. I am an animal. I am smooth. I have a point of view. I am screaming. I speak French. I am a secret. I am disorientated. I like tequila. I am disgruntled. I greave for you. I am utterly shocked. I am closed off. I am anonymous. I sit alone. I am the one. I am delighted. I am intangible. I am enviable. I am hilarious. I am idiosyncratic. I am ugly. I feel alive. I am all that counts. I am helpless. I will never feel the same. I am right. I am a fairy. I wonder. I am a little darling. I make you feel good. I am so close. I am a king. I am a believer. I keep in touch. I cry myself to sleep. I am used. I am universal. I am the winner. I love bacon. I want you to take me with you. I am trouble. I am up to no good. I score. I am bananas. I am troubled. I am playful. I caught you. I try again and again. I love Las Vegas. I have learned from pain and sorrow. I am forever. I am weak. I am lighter than air. I love this game. I am naked. I need some time to myself. I can’t resist you. I am a witch. I am a tomboy. I am back in town. I seek my inner goals. I am bedazzled. I will write. I am self sufficient. I can do anything. I am beyond the point. I swear. I gave in to the madness. I am lost. I am dead. I see the light. I am gorgeous. I will be ok. I am a fake. I am uncertain. I am a witness. I am a genius. I can’t be with you. I have a disorder. I am empty. I gave the wrong impression. I am stronger. I stand out. I exist. I am a baby. I am a floozy. I knit. I am obsessed. I am facing a problem. I have a mother. I deserve everything that I get. I pray. I beg. I want to know. I am excited. I am contagious. I dance with the angels. I am a character. I am a humbug. I am a lover. I am a choice. I can be saved. I must break free. I huffed and I puffed. I wish you luck. I am bones and skin. I am beauty. I am devious. I am thirsty. I am sure. I represent the truth. I am a magician. I want you. I am enlightened. I have a dilemma. I am without thought. I can see you. I am a stranger. I am dazzling.I am strong. I am a minority. I feel delicate. I am standing still. I am naïve. I have a secret. I promise. I am free. I am understated. I am last. I like to read. I love chocolate. I hate you. I love you. I like to sing. I am an individual. I am special. I can’t breathe. I like to drink tea. I am cozy. I am in recovery. I love my baby. I hear voices. I took you home. I am an angel. I count sheep. I am ecstatic. I am stupid. I think I can fly. I mock them. I am confused. I am here to hold you. I am poor. I don’t care. I go with the flow. I love you less and less. I am searching. I am a user. I am an abuser. I don’t know. I am under pressure. I am a tangent. I am stylish. I linger on your lips. I walk on the edge. I am back to square one. I am a mirror. I have red hair. I shy away from the light. I am unique. I am popular. I am floating. I have my eyes shut. I am nothing. I am shattered. I provoke you. I am on the news. I saved you a seat. I am in love. I am crap. I am absurd. I have two left feet. I am talented. I wear a hat. I am insurmountable. I feel you. I am trapped. I fancy you.  I enjoy this.  I am small. I am a dream.  I have painted the town red. I am sharp. I am scared of the dark. I am ridiculous. I am incorrect. I am a winner. I like to dance. I am fit. I am unusual. I am bored. I am welcome. I can do it. I am strong. I am careful. I am a fool. I fool around. I am falling. I am ready. I am an addict. I took one look at you. I am drowning. I am cultural. I know what makes you tick. I am warm. I am white. I am blue. I am old. I am fragrant. I like to watch the moon. I love sport. I over sleep. I broke your heart. I am rich. I am incomplete. I take your breath away. I push forward. I am full. I am your best friend. I get a kick out of you. I am little. I get seasick. I only tell the truth. I was made in china. I think I could grow. I can’t stand you. I am a hard worker. I have moved. I am a little bit large. I love to drive. I am a diamond. I am just the same. I come undone. I am. I am missing. I enjoy a few drinks. I am me. I inhale you. I wish I could bleed. I am single. I need to hear your voice. I am a work of art. I am punctual. I am scientific. I whisper sweet nothings. I am pretending. I am hybrid. I understand. I do yoga. I am asleep. I am alone. I like to smile. I give up. I am at one. I am the ashes. I am the smoke. I am comfy. I am dirty. I will always be here. I am responsible. I crave you. I am crying. I am proud. I feel your pain. I ask you a question. I am bourgeois. I am drowsy. I love you. I am the devil. I keep secrets. I am home. I am a mask. I am untrustworthy. I am a sister. I am broken. I am guilty. I am playing. I am famous. I need a slap. I am a liar. I was not meant to be. I have no friends. I thrive in pure illusion. I am a person. I am superficial. I am a writer. I treat you like a princess. I don’t want to wait. I shiver. I am cold. I am a dreamer. I touch your face. I am over it. I am homeless. I am lucky. I met my match. I am stuck. I am an artist. I am still awake. I feel dead. I am sentimental. I am black. I am blue. I shimmer. I don’t belong. I listen to myself breathe. I will heal you. I have self respect. I listen to jazz. I am tacky. I am fragile. I am sexy. I have changed. I am better. I talk too much. I am lackadaisical. I emulate you. I am a warrior. I am a virgin. I will jump. I am your reality. I don’t deserve you. I help us out. I kick myself. I am easy.  I like storms. I am a tongue twister. I am amazing. I have a message. I am fast as light. I am facing you. I am a shark. I like the sunshine.  I am quiet. I lied to everyone. I can’t get out of bed. I doubt you.  I am born to be wild. I am deadly. I am searching for inspiration. I will not grow in circles. I will do better than myself. I gaze on. I will never forget my fear. I made you feel special. I am certain. I have a lover. I have tingling sensations in my toes. I have a brother. I used you. I can count. I am spontaneous. I just can’t carry on. I am learning. I am getting better. I am a flirt. I believe in the tooth fairy. I am in paradise. I got what was coming to me. I am. I dance in the rain. I never learn. I am persuasive. I am slow. I have survived. I need revenge. I am an optimist. I need to grow up. I am thoughtful. I took a different path. I said Hello. I love surprises. I am a tease. I saw her standing there. I am snug. I am ticklish. I feel painful. I am rough. I am laughing and screaming in the garden. I hear something far away. I am distant. I struggle for control. I take risks. I fight my demons. I have morals. I feel so much. I let people hurt me. I can see beauty. I love meandering. I know the touch of you against my skin. I am so soft. I need you to hum me to sleep. I would rather be nothing. I can’t stand to touch velvet. I am reflective. I resonate. I am you. I needed to escape. I can’t sleep. I wish upon a star. I forget about you. I wish for you. I wish for me. I click to save the changes. I don’t know who you are yet. I am your rainy day. I am alone. I pretend to be asleep. I play our song. I will write. I hate to ask. I feel invisible. I talk with my mouth full. I feel ten feet tall. I hit it on the head. I am hung-over I am a black cloud. I don’t fit the stereotype. I appreciate you. I am naughty. I think too much. I drink too much. I can change a light bulb. I am hormonal. I am dark. I hold my breath. I think of you a lot. I hate myself. I wish you luck. I am tortured. I am funky. I have the cure. I am saving up. I take shape. I love prawns. I have a voice. I am retro. I am solo. I have a comment. I am liberated. I am a stray. I wear rose tinted spectacles. I am at the end of my tether. I am a memory. I am red. I am angry. I am hated. I am hateful. I love you. I am naughty. I can’t get enough. I am a temptation. I am devilish. I become tempted. I am passionate. I belong here. I rage against the wrongs. I want my rights. I am disturbed. I am fearsome. I am excited. I am vigorous. I am bullied. I am a tease. I am free. I am too individual. I don’t need them. I have my own ways. I can’t be your friend. I am different. I want to fit in. I don’t want to be the same. I don’t want to follow suit. I love you. I am in love. I am full of it. I smell my mother’s cooking. I giggle. I wink. I am darkened. I have no sound. I appear to be performing. I tear. I am locked in. I hold your hand. I dreamt of you last night. I am coming. I walk in the woods. I hear your steps in the dead leaves. I am stabbed. I see what awaits me. I watched out of the corner of your eye. I am unafraid. I play tricks. I ask myself if I really like you. I drive myself crazy. I am in desperation. I am frustrated. I desire you. I want to be in some other place. I want to change things. I stop. I close my eyes. I breathe you in. I am a verb. I see a certainty of death. I find myself looking. I make a joke with no punch line. I raise an eyelid. I can not verbalize. I am a desperate desire. I crave intangible touches. I walked past the dream. I resemble words. I dream of you right now. I see rage comes from her eyes. I have driven you away. I live in my thoughts. I feel sorry for you. I am irritated. I hate silence. I fade out. I laugh. I glimpse another time. I am a passenger. I forget them. I turned to look at her face. I could almost see them. I see. I careen. I am a tumbling shard. I am an heirloom. I languish. I am surrounded. I laugh maniacally. I am insanely jealous. I reach a crescendo. I return to consciousness. I morph into sound.  I am a siren. I am still trapped. I can not see. I try to move. I hear strange sounds. I am hysterical. I thought I could hear your voice. I thought you were saying something. I thought I smelled barbecue. I am in the red. I am read. I am red. I am blue. I search for you in the rubbish. I have sweat dripping down my face. I meant as much to you as to me. I smiled absent-mindedly. I eat you. I swing out. I returned. I am the debris. I am always surprised. I see how brave we are. I’m just like you. I take on this life as if it were simple. I hear radio voices. I list the names of the dead. I order a coffee. I am full of you. I miss you. I found you. I love you so much. I go. I crave you. I need your touch. I stroke your face. I remember our first kiss. I stroke you. I undress you. I am you. I make my own sense. I make no sense. I don’t deserve you. I like storms. I am a tongue twister. I have a message. I lied to everyone. I doubt you.  I am born to be wild. I am deadly. I am searching for inspiration. I am a runaway. I am an outcast. I used you. I am a flirt. I need revenge. I am a ghost. I am ticklish. I am playful. I struggle for control. I fight my demons. I let people hurt me. I can see beauty. I dance. I would rather be nothing. I needed to escape. I can’t sleep. I wish upon a star. I forget about you. I wish for you. I wish for me. I am your rainy day. I am alone. I pretend to be asleep. I play our song. I will write. I am a black cloud. I am a memory. I open my eyes. I have impossible dreams. I see no perfect reality. I burned red scars on my wrists. I was restrained. I race through my fevered mind. I used to dream that you came back. I was always angry. I cry tears of anger. I hate you in these dreams. I don’t know you and you don’t know me. I can’t understand. I feel neglected. I am unloved. I feel guilty. I hurt a little less and a little more with every year. I glow. I am spicy. I roar. I sleep to see you. I am a mistake. I am in hiding. I breathe sweet silence and remorse. I keep counting the days. I just lurk in dusty corners. I seal my fate. I dance in the light. I scribble on the wall. I carve my name in. I return to savour your perfume. I am here now. I have a chance. I become more real. I laugh out loud. I jump for joy. I love your delicate way. I forget the time. I mourn you. I can’t wait to see you. I want to keep you a secret. I buy you gifts. I save you a seat. I curl up in your arms. I forget you. I recall your name. I grow old. I meet someone new. I face another challenge. I wish things would slot into place. I struggle on. I keep my traditions. I fulfill my purpose. I tell my story. I drift about. I gather pace. I join you. I fix you. I learn from you. I have an opinion. I read between the lines. I gather berries. I gather the truth. I am ready to explode. I know a secret. I am a stranger. I am racing. I am blue. I am enraged. I blush. I found a rose. I pierce myself. I am plural. I am singular. I am single. I am mixed up. I am a failure. I sip a cocktail. I am sick. I am a storyteller. I am a story. I am sorry. I am alone. I eat my hat. I fall. I taste your lips. I stole the garnet. I am a fire cracker. I am woven in. I am tied down. I am a part of you. I am a mosaic. I have a dilemma. I am sent away. I am hidden. I leave you aghast. I ruminate. I fear you most. I drown easily. I use lies to tell the truth. I have imagination. I can go anywhere. I am today. I become yesterday. I was tomorrow. I slip into something more comfortable. I don’t go to bed angry. I stay up and plot my revenge. I sketch a sunflower. I knead the dough. I don’t believe everything I think. I hear the sound of nobody. I don’t know what your problem is. I avoid crowds altogether. I think pink is my colour. I won’t drink from no other. I am a creative mess. I hope you make it to heaven. I confuse myself. I stay honest. I am a victim of the rules I act like I am insane. I love it. I inevitably eat too much. I dream whilst awake. I delicately fall apart. I am not monogamous by nature. I am inactive. I do not function mindlessly. I give a marmalade of kisses. I feel my lips undress your eyes. I am tickled pink. I open a door with just a smile. I like the feel of your hands. I like the way you hold your knife. I think glitter is sexy. I am almost normal. I am born free. I click here to save the changes. I am the girl your parents warned you about. I test the elasticity of the rules. I avoid temptation unless I can’t resist it. I am unfaithful. I am a coward. I am harmful. I procrastinate. I am ambivalent. I glimpse another time. I am a passenger. I sparkle. I am nascent. I had it amputated. I tried to force all my memories of you right down to the tips of my toes. I loose you along with it. I feel you slip back into my heart. I expect. I am rushing. I lost a lot. I do feel a lot lighter. I know less of you is in me now. I think somehow you are me. I suspect part of myself is missing. I only feel that way this morning. I wish I could say that. I like to think that maybe I am free. I have grown so heavy. I won’t think about it too much. I am kidding. I think that I could have packed you up into that little foot shaped box and had you removed. I hope the good stuff has not gone too. I seem to enjoy the tangent. I welcome the distraction from real life. I exist ensconced within the bed sheets. I catch myself thinking about one or the other. I was flickering on and off in soft colours. I hear music so loud it almost isn’t there. I know your eyes are devouring me. I am the forbidden fruit. I felt good. I caught a glimmer in your eye which told me. I gravitate towards you. I let instinct, wine and sheer electricity press me into your arms. I acknowledge the danger of the situation. I feel like an invisible delicate thread. I am a place that feels right. I leaked in. I become passive. I want to see how you handle the situation. I was absorbed into the moment. I am not something that happened but a whole other world. I am a return, I am laced with the danger of the unknown. I became a distant memory. I turned away from a perfect kiss. I realised in sorrow. I perform the untying of our invisible thread. I do not care if you hear me cry. I cry the sort of tears that hurt. I silently scream to expel the pain. I embed you further. I have a childish moment. I like the dark, sophisticated, adult hour. I scoff powdery Turkish Delights. I am fleshy. I met you today. I was on the pavement. I feel my hair whipping. I had not seen you coming. I guess I always see you coming. I know you disappear. I realised you are no longer beautiful. I think you were just pretending. I thought you didn’t want me. I was the one you wanted. I kissed you back and you became my secret. I like the way you touch me. I am outside in the cold I still long for you. I never really had you. I held on. I make my eyes twinkle. I wanted you to stroke me. I need you to hold my hand in public. I knew you better than anyone once. I try and remember you and there is nothing there. I shared myself so little that your memory is bare. I am erased. I cling on to the scraps. I did not see the web that you were unweaving. I ate the trail of crumbs. I can’t ever find my way back into you. I was content in my dream. I am pink neon reflecting off the rim of my glass. I am so loud and so alive. I am empty inside. I like the smell of your hands on my skin. I touch your face. I am over it. I am homeless. I am lucky. I met my match. I am stuck. I am an artist. I am still awake. I feel dead. I am sentimental. I am black. I am blue. I shimmer. I don’t belong. I listen to myself breathe. I will heal you. I have self respect. I listen to jazz. I am tacky. I am fragile. I am sexy. I have changed. I am better. I talk too much. I emulate you. I am a warrior. I am a virgin. I will jump. I am your reality. I don’t deserve you. I help us out. I kick myself. I am easy.  I like storms. I am a tongue twister. I am amazing. I have a message. I am fast as light. I am facing you. I am a shark. I like the sunshine.  I am quiet. I lied to everyone. I can’t get out of bed. I doubt you.  I am born to be wild. I am deadly. I am searching for inspiration. I will not grow in circles. I will do better than myself. I gaze on. I will never forget my fear. I made you feel special. I am certain. I have a lover. I have tingling sensations in my toes. I am a runaway. I am an outcast. I have a brother. I used you. I can count. I am spontaneous. I just can’t carry on. I am learning. I am getting better. I am a flirt. I believe in the tooth fairy. I am in paradise. I got what was coming to me. I am. I dance in the rain. I never learn. I am persuasive. I am slow. I think glitter is sexy. I am almost normal. I am born free. I click here to save the changes. I am the girl your parents warned you about. I test the elasticity of the rules. I avoid temptation unless I can’t resist it. I am unfaithful. I am a coward. I am harmful. I procrastinate. I am ambivalent. I glimpse another time. I am a passenger. I sparkle. I am nascent. I had it amputated. I tried to force all my memories of you right down to the tips of my toes. I loose you along with it. I feel you slip back into my heart. I expect. I am rushing. I lost a lot. I do feel a lot lighter. I know less of you is in me now. I think somehow you are me. I suspect part of myself is missing. I only feel that way this morning. I wish I could say that. I like to think that maybe I am free. I have grown so heavy. I won’t think about it too much. I am kidding. I think that I could have packed you up into that little foot shaped box and had you removed. I hope the good stuff has not gone too. I seem to enjoy the tangent. I welcome the distraction from real life. I exist ensconced within the bed sheets. I catch myself thinking about one or the other. I was flickering on and off in soft colours. I hear music so loud it almost isn’t there. I know your eyes are devouring me. I am the forbidden fruit. I felt good. I caught a glimmer in your eye which told me. I gravitate towards you. I let instinct, wine and sheer electricity press me into your arms. I acknowledge the danger of the situation. I feel like an invisible delicate thread. I am a place that feels right. I leaked in. I become passive. I want to see how you handle the situation. I was absorbed into the moment. I am not something that happened but a whole other world. I am a return, I am laced with the danger of the unknown. I became a distant memory. I turned away from a perfect kiss. I realised in sorrow. I perform the untying of our invisible thread. I do not care if you hear me cry. I cry the sort of tears that hurt. I like to smile. I give up. I am at one. I am the ashes. I am the smoke. I am comfy. I am dirty. I will always be here. I am responsible. I crave you. I am crying. I am proud. I feel your pain. I ask you a question. I am bourgeois. I am drowsy. I love you. I am the devil. I keep secrets. I am home. I am a mask. I am untrustworthy. I am a sister. I am broken. I am guilty. I am playing. I am famous. I need a slap. I am a liar. I was not meant to be. I have no friends. I thrive in pure illusion. I am a person. I am superficial. I am a writer. I treat you like a princess. I don’t want to wait. I shiver. I am cold. I am a dreamer. I touch your face. I am over it. I am homeless. I am lucky. I met my match. I am stuck. I am an artist. I am still awake. I feel dead. I am sentimental. I am black. I am blue. I shimmer. I don’t belong. I listen to myself breathe. I will.