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Playhouse Productions wins Princes Trust backing From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(488 days old)
I had my panel hearing with the Princes Trust business startup panel today to discuss my business plan, twenty minutes after I get a call telling me I've won a startup grant of £1500 and a business me… more
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Prince's Trust business startup meeting tomorrow-fingers, toes, etc crossed! From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(489 days old)
Si flippin excited, not to mention nervous-I'm starting a business of my own called Playhouse Productions, with help from the Prince's Trust, who are going to give me £1500 and a business mentor for t… more
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Story being published! From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(489 days old)
Hurray! My story 'The End Is Nigh', which is on my blog , is being published by Atlantean Publishing in their 'Garbaj' magazine! Rather bloomin chuffed!… more
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Footprints From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(499 days old)
a soggy trail of footprints weaves from discarded towel along saturated linoleum flood plain after a devastating battle between rival pirate ships on the great ocean Bathtubius, the… more
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From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(499 days old)
The demons are creeping in and I've had a bloody terrible 24 hours, having missed two job interviews due to being too depressed to leave the house, then having a blazing row with a grumpy, childish, r… more
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Bi-Polar From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(503 days old)
From the swirling heights of ecstasy To the sucking hole of despair Blackly velvet yet toxic promising sweet freedom Giving wind to my wings Whispering a shining future Then wrappi… more
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How To Get a Good Social Network Profile Photo From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(503 days old)
What is the first thing you look at when browsing social networking sites for potential new friends or dates? The photo will usually be the part of the profile that catches your eye first, and just as… more
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Lost From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(504 days old)
The sharp greenness juts into the sky high above me giving away nothing no clues as I crash and tumble along with the thickly wet scent of earth filling my questing, quivering nostrils … more
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Medicine Mystery From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(508 days old)
Today I had my first meeting with my new community mental health nurse. So it wasn't a good day for feeling like a normal human being! I arrived even more stressed out than I would have already been a… more
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Poetry From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(508 days old)
Poetry Poetry is A chapel on a hill Dark and cool Undisturbed Waiting It’s a still place The dark silence Brings your inner stirrings To the surface Making you yearn To light up t… more
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One Day In September From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(508 days old)
I’m squashed against cold, uncompromising concrete, once a wall, floor, or some other part of the body of this tower of babel. My own, broken, pointless body is twisted and pinned, as if it were a … more
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Number One Hit From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(508 days old)
Number One Hit My soul Is spinning off The turntable My song Is changing The melody shifting The beat banging Like a happy heart The old record Is cracked and scratched A sad song … more
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Soul-Fire From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(508 days old)
Soul-Fire Somewhere In this Darkness There is a light Ever-burning Never-dying It shines for us All through our crying Keeping the beasts at bay And though you may only see The … more
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The End From
Twinkle79
in To Hell And Back Again-The Writings of a Bi-Polar
(509 days old)
The End Is Nigh It was a dismal, wet day in early October, and a million students were trudging to lectures. Simon Swott opened the door of his room in Colditz Hall, walked down the neon-lit cor… more
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