To shave or not to shave? That was the question I batted back and forth for literally 45 minutes this morning. A mundane task that most men do half-asleep every morning, but for me this could be the gravest crisis since Jade Goody slagged off Shilpa Shetty on Big Brother. Why the massive hoo-ha over … Continue reading The bad side of 25
I’m going to start by apologising profusely for the cheerless melancholy I spewed across the internet over the last two days. Evidently a heavy sesh doesn’t take my mind to a place filled with happy bunnies and a naked Zac Efron. I’m back to my normal self-deprecating ways, allowing everyone a good laugh at my misery … Continue reading Choices.
Lucky in love – three words that have never been applicable to my life. A series a car crash relationships and a plethora of bad choices are the foundation of my romantic history. Years withered away attempting to give my heart to guys that simply stomped on it relentlessly and recent events aren't forecasting much hope … Continue reading Dancing on my own.
All week I've been gearing myself up for today: pay day. The day when my inherent poverty loosens slightly and for a short, brief, magical moment I am able to look at my bank balance without recoiling in fear. As I stepped through each day this week I kept reminding myself I'm paid Friday and … Continue reading Sink
Of late I have become that guy. You know, that guy? Yeah, that guy. A loveless tragedy that’s one heartbreak away from collecting cats. The one who somehow manages to hurl himself at the wrong blokes during the worst times. Chasing the guy that is just out of a relationship and thus will feed me any lie I want to … Continue reading The pursuit of ha-penis.
I wish people looked like their personalities, it would make finding someone so much easier, wouldn't it? Think of the time I’d save if I didn't have to sieve through galleries of fuck boys and stuck-up scene queens to find someone attractive who doesn't have the personality of a parsnip. It’s easy for me to say … Continue reading Fat, fem, Caucasian.
Walking home in the rain is something I quite enjoy. There’s something tremendously soothing about it, more so if you’re listening to the right music whilst you stroll through the streets. Everyone has done it; a slow song comes on as you trudge across the watery pavements and suddenly you’re not on Argyle Street anymore, … Continue reading Say anything.
From the moment I wake up I spend the majority of my morning thinking about the nap I get to take later, should I survive the day that is. By definition of age I am a fully-fledged adult, by comparison to others…well, not so much. People I endured high school with have kids, careers; they … Continue reading #Adulting