I think the FierceFeminist is a perfect way recapture why I started blogging in the first place. I wanted to share stories, change opinions with what I wrote and just have fun with it.
Heart break is a consequence of growing up. A symptom of being a human being.
To the boys who left me on read, made me wonder what was wrong with me, whether I was better dead. My body is a chapel, built to enclose those who pray, who play a part in my life. I am sacred, too good to be left on read by boys like you. Last seen … Continue reading Read. (Spoken Word)
His snapchat score was over 56,000. I asked him if he was a player. He told me he wasn't a player.
Someone once tried to chat me up whilst I was using crutches. "Hey, I'm using crutches too, broke my leg"... yeh, great Bill, but your leg will fix itself.
I was nominated, for something...?
Spontaneity isn't exactly what I thought of when he decided to ghost me. Was I stood up when I didn't even know what time or where to actually stand and meet him?
Your recovery is wholly dependent on yourself, and no one can take away the pain you have whilst going through it.
Good News: You don't have to burn that £40 VS bra.
There's a reason so many people appreciate honesty from each other- we're also trying to look for honesty in ourselves.
You were my world, you were everything to me, and I hope your next girlfriend is everything you want her to be.