For a teenager who believed himself to be ugly, disgusting and unwanted, the rampaging undead, bursting from graves, symbolised his own outcast state even as their exploits offered him a pathetic grab at power and control.
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
Anonymity is impossible in a Turkish village, privacy an incomprehensible concept.
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
Melbourne, with its jealously guarded backyard culture, was built to keep people apart.
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
Melbourne had no recognisable human network in which to place myself. For the first time in my life, I was alone and had to make my own way in the world.
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
Australia we can’t pronounce your name. From now on your name is Jim.’
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
Violence, the only language those around me seemed to understand, became my modus operandi.
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
Jim likes this but Dmetri doesn’t,’ I’d say
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
Even so, I felt that, should I meet any, I would have more in common with them than with the mean–eyed, thin–lipped pale–skins who thought an olive skin was cause for alarm and revulsion.
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
was so bamboozled by everyday electrical appliances
aaliyahluong1je citiraoпре 5 година
Dislocation and discombobulation were emblematic of my first years