Sweetpea Quotes

“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

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

“You’re only out of the woods when there are no more trees.”
― 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

“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

“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

“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.”
― 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

“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

“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

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

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

“I wanted to murder the world. Nothing real was any good. And nothing living was worth living for.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“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

“there’s a silver lining. The Van Rapists are still on the loose. I’m going to look for them. Not yet, but soon. I’m going to take the cleaver. Been itching to try it out. I wonder if it’s brought down hard enough on a limb whether it will sever completely or just in half. Depends how much force is applied, I suppose. There are some things I remember from school science class. Also, Dan Wells’s mother, in conjunction with the police, has put up a £20,000 reward for information into the circumstances of his death (i.e. who cut his cock off). No one has come forward thus far but this is a trifle worrying. Not a full cause for concern yet but it has definitely put me back in the woods. AJ wanted to go to The Basement for lunch, which is a student hang-out with a sticky floor, tub-thumping house music and where they serve smoothies, tuna melts and syphillis. I suggested The Roast House – an independent coffee shop in Periwinkle Lane, more befitting to my sensitive tastes. They play soft jazz, have comfy seat cushions and, if you can handle the constant gnashing of dentures on stale fruit cake, it’s a nice place to just sit and watch the world. They don’t have fancy barista machines so there isn’t the incessant clanking or pissing steam that you get in the chains. It was a nice day so we sat and had a coffee then grabbed some sausage and caramelised onion ‘sangers’, and took them over to the churchyard. I told him about the tramp”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

“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

“He said, ‘There are three ways to make your mark on the world. Do something ordinary, do something extraordinary or kill something extraordinary. You can be an average John, a John Lennon or the man who kills John Lennon.”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea

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

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

“And he puts up with all my kinks – my need to not have sudden, repetitive or loud noises, my need for quiet periods of time alone and for no one to touch my doll’s house. What other guy would put up with me?”
― C.J. Skuse, Sweetpea