
“We’ll effortlessly weave our lives together, these two strangers at a bar…”
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

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
















Everything collapses around you, within moments, between each message beep and notification. He’s there, and then he’s gone. And you’re expected to just accept that
















‘What does he think of me?’ I wondered as I started up Polly, my little blue Micra. There were two great mysteries in my life
















Look, I’m going to be honest, something about the thought of nights out is freaking me out. I don’t know if it is the fact
















We’re all on an endless hunt for something more, whether it’s a new wardrobe, a spiritual belief, a clear career path, more money, whatever it


There is something soothing about the way the ocean whistles when the weather is wild. The power of water and weather combines, and suddenly, it’s
















Reaching for his wine, he looked nervous. I know I was, he was slowly morphing into familiarity. As much as I wanted more, I could
















Happy anniversary to meee! This week marks a year since I started I Think He’s Gone Weird. One whole year. Can you believe it? I
















Watching a little bird flying across the big open field next to me and it got me thinking: How did he get here? Out of
















I was swiping on Tinder today and came across a guy who had a picture taken in a kitchen that looked similar to the kitchen
















There is a unique type of strength that reveals itself when you’re navigating through heartbreak. When the confusion discussions have died down, the gals have