My messy heart

It's hard to have a messy heart. It's so gross. So full of blood and feelings and overanalysing and crying. Full of questioning and jumping to conclusions and giving without reciprocation. It's being convinced that your heart, even if it's messy, is somehow lacking. That it's not enough. That other, better, people move on from [...]

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Welcome to the 9th of January, when you’re crap at life again

You woke up on January 1st (at mid day because getting in at 4am is rough) with all the ambition and motivation in the world. You jump up (with a pounding headache and the intense urge to vomit) and try to pretend you aren't as hungover as you actually are. Don't be concerned you are [...]

Someone’s bound to get burned

As I sit here once again with an exasperated look on my face, I think to myself how could boys be so stupid. How could they be stupid enough to spoil everything for us. Scratch that. How could we be so stupid to let them spoil everything. There's always a small part of us who [...]

He was the boy that I loved before

There is a place we have been before. A place to watch sunsets and sit wrapped in a blanket just watching the world go by. A place where the wind blows my hair in to your face and you roll your eyes and put your arms round me to keep me warm. A place where [...]

Best friends can break your heart too

What should I do with the framed photo I have of us on my shelf? What should I do with the photos all over my social media of us with captions of "I love you" and "She's my best friend" plastered all over them. What should I do when it's your birthday? Am I supposed [...]

Why do I hate my body?

No seriously. Why do I? Why do I hate my body? I don't understand. I just don't get why I look at myself in the mirror and hate what I see looking back. I don't understand how I can be so smart and intellectual and how I can be so many things, so many amazing [...]