"I want to be with you everywhere..." As I write this I am sitting on a train to London King's Cross crippled with anxiety. As I am about to embark on the most "adult" experience of my life. Friends and Family have expressed their concern but I just keep telling myself "what's the worst that … Continue reading You are the Music in me
This next entry could cause more than a just a few eye rolls. This next entry, I have tried so hard not to write at the risk of sounding too cliche. As here I go again with my poetic ramblings about my love life. As here I go again, falling so hard so soon. As … Continue reading Do you believe in fate?
"But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby" - Lemony Snicket The death of a loved one is a curious thing. What's more curious though, are the things I found myself clutching onto. I don't know about the rest of you who have experienced a loss, … Continue reading The Bus Pass
"I dreamt about you near me every night this week How many secrets can you keep 'Cause there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow when I play it on repeat..." As of late I have wrote a lot about my past relationships, I find this almost helpful in a lot … Continue reading Do I wanna know?
Next month marks the the anniversary of my break up therefore it will mean I have been a single white female for one whole year. Crazy, I know. Now this is the truth, the whole truth or so help me God. First of all it hasn't been easy. Sometimes, far from it. I spent last … Continue reading My favourite fruit are Lemons or didn’t you know?
We met when I was a teenager, it was a cold night in January and I had recently gone through a break up as well as calling it quits with "the man from seven years ago". My self esteem was pretty low and he took an interest. I remember him looking at me from across … Continue reading That wasn’t love, that was just hope.
When I said in my last entry that I wanted to write about "more" and that it could very well be just the bitter ramblings of a single girl in her mid twenties, well, I was right. This next one was a hard and bitter pill to swallow. We first started talking over our mutual … Continue reading The second Boy to (sorta) Break my Heart.