C.J. Skuse > Quotes

“I only got to see three songs, Mac"
"That does not entitle you to take home the lead singer, Jody"
"I know"
"Most people settle for a T-shirt or a poster. Not Jody. Jody wants actual band members”
― C.J. Skuse, Rockoholic

“You can't just dream it, be it.”
― C.J. Skuse, Rockoholic

“Well, I'm just a girl, sitting in front of a rock star, wondering why I bothered.”
― C.J. Skuse, Rockoholic

“There's no point breaking your crayons over this, okay?”
― C.J. Skuse, Pretty Bad Things

“You have to play the system. They think you’re weak and girly? Act weak and girly. Use their own prejudices against them. Then when they’re not looking, cut their fucking throats.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“I don’t normally get drawn towards cheerful people – the urge to hurt them becomes too strong –”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“You’re only out of the woods when there are no more trees.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“It’s hard to find Happy, isn’t it? It lands only briefly before it flies off, like a butterfly.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“I also had massive determination that my life would be better. That I would achieve something. It gives you a killer instinct I think, when you have a bad start.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“Even when I’m at home, I’m acting a part. I never know which bits of me are real. I wonder what it’s like to truly feel, to truly ‘be.’ Exhausting, I’d imagine. It’s”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“It had a bend in it. I wasn’t sure whether he was pleased to see me or giving me directions to the bus station.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“I long ago decided she was just a pubic louse on the vaginal wall of the cunt witch from Hell.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“Isn’t it funny how people have to die before anyone lets them know what they mean to them? Well, not funny. Just stupid. I mean, they can’t hear you now, can they?”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“I cleaned off my steak knife with my napkin. There was an abundance of veins in my left wrist. I could have ended it all right then if I had the balls.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“PLEASE CLOSE ALL DOORS QUIETLY, STAY HOME IF YOU ARE SICK, OR AT LEAST TRY TO DIMINISH YOUR SNEEZES – NOISE-SENSITIVE PSYCHOPATH IN THE BUILDING.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“These violent delights have violent ends, and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which, as they kiss, consume.” Romeo and Juliet.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“Even when I’m at home, I’m acting a part. I never know which bits of me are real. I wonder what it’s like to truly feel, to truly ‘be.’ Exhausting, I’d imagine.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“Did a BuzzFeed quiz this morning – How Psychopathic Are You? Turns out – very. I scored 82 per cent. They even accompanied my results with a picture of Ralph Fiennes in Schindler’s List. Don’t know how I feel about that.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“People will tell you anything if you listen to them for long enough and pretend you’re interested.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“The horse pulling us was a brown Kerry Bog pony with mad hair and huge brown eyes and his name was Ben. Ben talked more than Fintan but using his arse.”
― C.J. Skuse, The Bad Seeds

“Do you realise there was a moment when your mum or dad put you down as a child and never picked you up again?”
― C.J. Skuse, The Deviants

“And while I’m on the subject of food shopping, how expensive are free-range chickens? Just gimme a hen that’s clucked, fucked and been plucked in woodland, and I’m happy. You don’t have to feed it diamonds or anything.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“She’d already fucked the planet by birthing five kids so it didn’t actually matter how many times a day she swilled out her tampon.”
― C.J. Skuse, Dead Head

“As the great Bart Simpson himself once said, Nobody ever suspects the butterfly.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“lose your mother is to be partially unanchored to the Earth. Like there had always been these ropes fixing me in place – Mum and Dad. When Mum went, one of the ropes snapped.”
― C.J. Skuse, In Bloom

“she could go the other way round – but she does it to look at me. Like a killer going back to the site where she dumped a body, just to marvel at the rate of decomposition or to fuck the remains. I smiled back anyway, for the sake of The Act, and we had a short chat. I smiled again when we were done. Cue the hair swish. Cue the giggle. Cue me imagining her pinned to a snooker table and stabbing her in each hole.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“The odour of the sweet pea is so offensive to flies that it will drive them out of a sick-room, though not in the slightest degree disagreeable to the patient.’ – A TIP FROM The 1899 Old Farmer’s Almanac”
― C.J. Skuse, In Bloom

“I looked down at her – my daughter – her tiny hands pushed up to her chin – fingers splayed like her face was the centre of a flower. This little girl who had grown inside me, against my will, forcing me to feel things I didn’t want to, didn’t think I could. She was part of me. Built of my skin, my bones, my hairs, my nails. She was wound up so tightly within me, I couldn’t untie her now if I wanted to.”
― C.J. Skuse, In Bloom

“Grab me by the pussy, you’ll take your dick home in a bag.”
― C J Skuse

“Act the way you’d like to be and soon you’ll be the way you act.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea