You know what doesn't spark joy? My fucking period. You'd think I would've managed to get used to shedding the lining of my uterus - it's only happened every month since I was 10. Yes, I was 10 fucking years old the moment I thought I had minutes to live. Convinced I was dying, I…
After a 13 year drought from the peen, I'm back on the horse - so to speak. People keep asking when I started to find myself attracted to doodles and to be honest, it's a super hard question to answer - haha 'hard'. I've always found men aesthetically attractive; and all the women and nb…
Well, who would have thought I'd be here again? I thought I was done with dating, but turns out I still had lessons to learn and the universe wasn’t done so I got caught in a perpetual shit show and a storm of emotions. Now that the sadness has lifted, I’m doing what any self…
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.
I know I've written about Feminism quite a lot on this little platform and I am well aware that for some of you, reading about it may have become a little beige. The thing about that is though, I really couldn't give a fuck. I've heard so many people say this isn't our fight. Trust me…
2016 has been a pretty intensely shitty year. I know I'm not alone because almost every conversation I've been a part of and meme or status I've seen have echoed that exact sentiment. Tales of hatred, humiliation and disaster have filled our Newsfeeds and we've all fallen victim to clickbait media shitstorms created to distract us from…
I'm not in any way religious but sometimes I do think of this blog as a way to take myself to church; allowing my heart, mind and soul to connect truthfully to something, anything. With that being said, it's been 3 weeks since my last confession and as it turns out, I've got some explaining…
