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… Continue reading He was the boy that I loved before
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… Continue reading Why do I hate my body?
Hey guys. I hope you’re all well. It feels weird to talk directly to you all. I’ve missed you. Anyway. My heart hurts today. That physical pain that kinda makes you want to ignore it, kinda makes you want to crawl in to bed and kinda makes you want to die. But I had to… Continue reading How to know when you’re over someone
“Circles, we’re going in circles. Dizzy’s all it makes us. We know where it takes us. We’ve been before closer. Maybe looking closer. There’s more to discover. Find out what went wrong without blaming each other. Think that we got more time. When we’re falling behind. Gotta make up our minds. Or else we’ll play, play, play… Continue reading We keep going in circles
“I bet this time of night you’re still up. I bet you’re tired from a long hard week. I bet you’re sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city. And I bet sometimes you wonder about me. And I just wanna tell you. It takes everything in me not to call… Continue reading I almost do
It’s actually slightly heartbreaking, soul crushing, irritating to feel yourself drift away from people who you have been close to for years. I heard about this. From my older sister, from my parents, from anyone on the planet. That people move on, we drift from people and we meet new one’s. And I’m not even… Continue reading It’s so heartbreaking to drift from the people you love the most
Think about drinking on a weekday even though you barely even drink at the weekend. Wish you had that to numb the pain. Realise you don’t like the taste enough to drink it. Listen to your sad Taylor Swift playlist. See how long you last before the tears start falling. See how long your heart… Continue reading How to (almost) move on