You don't have to forgive everyone who hurts you, and you don't have to pretend that you have forgiven.
I was prepared to be your biggest fan. I had the World in my hand, and I was ready to give it to you. My heart had never felt so full, the world was no longer so dull. My sight in technicolour. I could have been your biggest fan, but it was never enough for … Continue reading For the One who I would have given the World. (Spoken Word)
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The amount of negativity on this video and the people who criticise it... what are you doing to spread the love?
JustUsBox were so kind to send me a box of their new subscription service. It aims to bring couples closer together once a month with different date ideas. You should turn off Sky, turn off your phones and spend some quality time together. Their first box is a stargazing date idea and I would like … Continue reading JustUsBox- Unboxing! (25/07/2016)
I'm going to start a new section called Personal Pieces. It will be me just talking about everything I think needs talking about. I'm sick of people not discussing certain things and we won't push them under the carpet anymore. As someone who is now 20, which is scary to say in itself, I have … Continue reading Personal Pieces: Self Harm.
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’.
1. Everything is only temporary. This is important when I'm going through a particularly heavy chronic pain patch. I tell myself this when I wake up feeling worthless. I think this every time someone says something harsh, or seems ungrateful. People are temporary, settings are temporary... everything is temporary. 2. We only live once. Maybe … Continue reading Personal Pieces: 10 Things I Live By.
So, picture this... I'm 14... I'm a teenager who is scared of herself. That is the truth. I was scared of myself. I guess I still am today, but I also guess I like myself more. I guess I still am today, but I also guess I like myself more. And it's hard to be … Continue reading Personal Pieces: Why I stopped caring what people think of me.
She told me that words used to burn her, and she would cling onto the hope of it ending one day. Her hands showed the pain and the way she used to beat herself against the wall, and call herself names. I watched her pick the grass one day and thread it between her hands as … Continue reading She Told Me (Spoken Word)