Funny thing, I’ve written thousands of words about heartbreak, bad dates, messy breakups, you name it. Pain flows onto the page like it has somewhere to go. Writing it feels natural, urgent, even necessary. There’s a rhythm to it, a momentum, feel it, bleed it onto the page, repeat. Happiness? Not so much. Since getting … Continue reading Happiness Is Hard to Write
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PORK BONES
WOW how this post was supposed to be something totally different... Now its just sad.. It was supposed to tell the story of how on my first date with Mr Monkey Face, we got drunk and I was super hungry and he offered me some slowcooker pork but forgot to take out the bones and … Continue reading PORK BONES
Laughing Emoji
Some say the sound of true happiness is laughter. Lately I've been reminded what it feels like to really laugh, you know that type of laughter that hurts your stomach, makes you ache and creates red faces and swollen cheeks? Yeah, just like that. New faces and places, embraces and spaces all negativity replaced. No … Continue reading Laughing Emoji
Let’s be REAL!
SO..... It's been forever since I just wrote about general life and I really need to start doing it more. I have been so stuck creatively lately and totally forgot that not all my writing has to be poetry, it can just be real! So what I have I been up to? Not much really. … Continue reading Let’s be REAL!
The Deepest Blue
Am I insane? I feel like I’ve been stood at the edge of this cliff for so many years and yesterday I jumped, fell completely free into the deepest blue. I’d escape to the cliff top over and over when the fire of the lighthouse called, I’d feel the wind whip around my body, stealing … Continue reading The Deepest Blue
Diary Entry 2 – rambling (aged 18)
Yesterday I realised just how many little thing we miss in life-like how water rejects milk and pushes it up into the air into a perfect little white pearl, I realised how a look shared often enough, just one little look can make you smile for days and that you can’t win everything but when … Continue reading Diary Entry 2 – rambling (aged 18)