The examples of 'my car broke down' 'my cat died' 'i don't even have a phone number' are not acceptable.
You don't have to forgive everyone who hurts you, and you don't have to pretend that you have forgiven.
The amount of negativity on this video and the people who criticise it... what are you doing to spread the love?
I could be rich for the amount of times I've mentioned I'm a feminist, then people have rolled their eyes and looked at me as if I'm a totally different person. Hold on, I'm not going to take off my bra, say it oppresses me and then burn it. I'm also not going to blame … Continue reading When you sigh at the word ‘Feminist’.
It was never glorious when they fought in the dirt, and died on the fields. When mothers heard of death, and fathers didn't return home. It was never glorious when children ran from bombs, and slept scared at night. The war was real, but we see it now as a glorious time. We romanticise the … Continue reading It was Never Glorious (Spoken Word).
I probably owe Harper Lee a thank you, a pat on the back... a hug. It was year 10 when I read To Kill a Mockingbird, and I remember it was hated by everyone in the class. No one wanted to read it and Of Mice & Men was the preferred text to read. However, … Continue reading I like reading because of To Kill a Mockingbird.
Free speech, free speech, do you want to spit it at me once again? Hide your words under a human right. A right to speak your views, what you feel, to tell the world how this is real. Free speech, a draft of your insults thrown into a computer, targeted at someones heart. Was it … Continue reading Free Speech (Spoken Word).
Tell me how you kissed her skin, and told her she was beautiful. How you spoke to her with that soft voice you use, when you tell me its okay. Tell me that she thought the world of you, and believed you were the one. That you showed her rainbows, and smiled when she danced … Continue reading Tell me How you Treated Her (Spoken Word).
I used to climb those same vines of darkness and depth, but then I reached the top and hell couldn’t pull me down anymore. I stared down at the world, from my tower of recovery I could see the struggle, the crippling of mankind. I tried to pull you up the wall, scratched my bare … Continue reading This Tower
So, I sat there on that Thursday morning with that sick feeling in my stomach. UCAS was begging to be opened but my heart was dragging in my chest. My mouth was dry as I unlocked my phone and typed in the url. Logging on seemed to take forever, but finally the result of two … Continue reading Getting into Uni changed my life.