The Stone Roses are really putting me in my happy place tonight
”When you’re 15 you’re too old to be playing with toys, too young to get into pubs so you’re, like, lost aren’t you? No-one really gives a crap about you when you’re 15 and that’s why you end up in parks or you end up… throwing things at things y’know cos you’re bored”
It is astounding to me, and achingly sad, that with eighty thousand people on the waiting list for donated hearts and livers and kidneys, with sixteen a day dying there on that list, that more then half of the people in the position H’s family was in will say no, will choose to burn those organs or let them rot. We abide the surgeon’s scalpel to save our own lives, out loved ones’ lives, but not to save a stranger’s life. H has no heart, but heartless is the last thing you’d call her.
I love having time to write again
This song goes out to everyone whose woken up to a text saying “you’re up early”