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 … More 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 … More 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 … More Getting into Uni changed my life.
I recently went to an air show, to be precise the RAF Air Tatoo. Sure, it was amazing to see all the different planes and helicopters but it really had me thinking. The RAF took time to show off the army planes etc, and I felt uneasy watching these displays. There was a display where … More Air Shows- An Opinion Piece.
Once before, I’ve spoken about the mental health problems I’ve faced and the way that I’ve dealt with them. Although, with it being mental health awareness week I’m going to speak out again, yet try to not spare details. I do this in an attempt to help people seek the professional care they need and … More I’ve spoken out once, I’ll do it again. (Mental Health Awareness 2015)
Oh, that dastardly website where absolutely everything is difficult to achieve! There is one thing in particular which gets at me, and it’s the ability to report- which is as hard as it is to bite off your own finger (excuse the simile but it worked for me at the time). You cannot report a … More Tumblr!