I never thought I’d say this - and all of my ex’s would be shocked to hear it - but I want less space.
Phoenix, Queen of the desert.
Be kind.
Let me start off by saying; I'm a sookie sickie bum today with an extremely runny nose and quite an intense case of the "I wish my girlfriend was here to cuddle me" sickness. I'm also a Cancerian and anyone who knows me can attest to the fact that I - no matter how hard…
It’s personal.
It will come as no surprise to anyone who follows me on Pinterest that I have spent a great deal of time (some may say possibly too much) thinking, dreaming and planning my future wedding.
Let’s talk about sex, baby…
At some point in the years between birth, meeting a well-meaning but inappropriate giraffe in a caravan and my very first sexual experience, someone tried to teach me that 'good girls' don't openly think, talk or act on their sexual desires. I call bullshit.
If you wanna be my lover.
Normally I would prefer matching on some stupid app, getting to know you over the course of a few weeks and then acting surprised when you admit to still being in love with the ex you haven't stopped talking about but I've had just about enough of that bullshit, if we're being honest. So, in…
Afraid of the dark.
There's no point sugar coating it so I'm just going to spit it out, life is a bit shit for me at the moment. Emotionally, I feel winded and as though my heart and head are finally catching up with each other; essentially I am just fucking exhausted. That's why writing has taken a back…
You’re so vain, you probably think this blog is about you.
It's the number one question I am asked about my little slice of the internet; 'Will I make it into the blog?' Every conversation I've ever had could find its way into something that I write at some point or another, so it is actually super possible. I may eventually end up writing a scathing…
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