Word Collection Project

2007 - present

Word collection project at Substation Gallery, Singapore with interactive performance. Photo by Karen Mitchell

Word collection project at Substation Gallery, Singapore with interactive performance. Photo by Karen Mitchell

 
 

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


It’s about you. It’s about your world.

Anonymously write a sentence about the inside of your mind, and become part of an artwork. Your sentence must begin “I [verb]…”

The Word Collection Project is a live text artwork, through which Nicola Anthony sources 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 it will be shown as a performance/sculpture in Singapore in 2013.   

» Read the Word Collection below


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.