“Some guys were the emotional equivalent of the tub of burger sauce…”
When I was single, there were many times when I thought things were falling apart. It would usually start with dropping my favourite palette at
September 13, 2022
When I was single, there were many times when I thought things were falling apart. It would usually start with dropping my favourite palette at
Twenty-something men are all things chaos, that is until they decide to schedule their random, out of the blue snap to you every few months.
I pressed play. This voice note came as quite a shock after the previous three days of radio silence, and his name was now lighting
We can’t see ghosts, but the world is full of them. Every woman we see – walking down the street, going into work, sitting in
I don’t know which feeling is more grim – lying awake beside a sleeping red flag who you know you should not be lying beside
Your twenties are messy, chaotic even. This has been confirmed by the mouldy coffee cup lid I found under my car’s passenger seat today, the
Keys? Check! Phone? Check! Every single triggering moment from my dating history? Check! My Dad always says that all we have is today. He’s right,
Dry wine mouth, last night’s hairspray still in place, phone on 6% battery – we sat in silence. Not a tired silence, that ghostly knowing
I’m sitting in a cafe, Penneys bags gathered at my feet, coffee brewing a festive warmth. “Is your food nice? It’s lovely in here isn’t
I had an epiphany. No, the clouds didn’t open for me, there wasn’t a magical shimmer surrounding the moment, I was just sitting on my
I’m in a pub, bank card waving in one hand, clutch bag in the other, waiting for my next vodka and blackcurrant at a buzzing
There is nothing worse than hearing something you really don’t want to hear about one of your ‘What if’ guys. Even worse again when you’re
Waiting for him to contact you – absolutely bloody shit. Waiting for him to contact you when you know he probably, definitely, 100% won’t contact
Peeling icing off the most tasty slice of sponge, I wanted to keep looking at the cake. The detail, the way cakes always look so
We ponder the significant nights, the ones spent with temporary lovers, broken potential. The chaos of what could be lit up by glistening sequin dresses,
How many times can we analyse one fuckboy? How many cups of tea have been downed when a situationship is also going down? There is