Falling for a friend is a familiar heartache that so many of us have shared. Every moment in each other’s company can be thick with confusion; you don’t know if you’ll feel one thing, or another. It can cause tension that is neither sexy or sustainable and break your heart with such finality you’re uncertain … Continue reading Falling for a Friend
On September 13th, 2010, I got an alert from Facebook telling me that someone had messaged me. At the time I didn’t own a fancy iPhone, so all I received was a frantic beeping sound and a text that told me I had a mail. It was from my ‘ex-boyfriend’. I use that term loosely … Continue reading First Love – & Why Dating is Harder if You’re Gay.
I’ve learned that eyebrow maintenance is akin to godliness. Groom your fucking eyebrows, but don’t fight the shape too much. At the start of the year I only had one eyebrow, but now I take great pride in photographing these twins.
Whenever anything nice happens to me I always expect something appalling to happen immediately afterwards. This is the same for my mood. If I am in a good mood, a confident mood, or whatever, then I am simply waiting on that changing to something gloomier. One of the triggers for this sudden bitch-storm downpour is … Continue reading Learning to Love Myself.
Reality: I am deeply dog-less and I am saddened by this fact for many reasons. Pets provide you with a certain comfort in times of need. If you have a dog then passers-by credit you with a certain amount of intellectual merit (when in truth I am little more than a lonely, barking lunatic.) They are … Continue reading Do I Want a Dog or a Boyfriend?
The amount of times I’ve opened Snapchat, Facebook and/or Twitter and have been greeted by the news that someone I use to have feelings for has now hooked up with someone else that I know – or perhaps have also been with – is worryingly frequent. It happens and there I am, replaying that Snap, looking at … Continue reading Tiny Beds.
Today is World Suicide Prevention Day, but not many people know that. Partly because it isn’t really considered a suitable topic for casual conversation, as opposed to say a broken arm, and partly because a lot of people operate under the ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ way of thinking. It’s a taboo subject, it's a hard subject … Continue reading Running Up That Hill – World Suicide Prevention Day
(I am completely aware that this title probably makes me sound like a middle aged woman.) There’s something weirdly pleasurable about seeing a past fling in the street. It’s like waiting on that second sneeze that never comes. It happened today and I couldn’t help but think ‘I wonder if he still wants to fuck?’ … Continue reading Why I’m now seeking intimacy over casual sex.
Telling someone how I’m feeling, really feeling, is equal parts simple and impossible for me. I wear my heart on my sleeve, I have always been this way, which is a trait that hasn’t always served me well. It isn’t hard to decipher my mood; people can always tell when somethings up. I wear my … Continue reading Fake – Expressing How I Feel Vocally & Why It’s So Hard.