I was asked yesterday if there was one ex in particular that I regret things not working out with? I’ll admit, when the question first hit my ears I thought that I’d struggle to answer but as soon as my brain caught up I instantly blurted out his name, it shocked me at first because … Continue reading The Story – stale chips
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Diary Entry 1 – doubts (age 18)
Hello, my little blue book, I’m scared, the day is cloudy and dull all the clouds are glowing with a dark rain filled centre, the trees are still bare and the lady across the street is having her flat cleaned by cleaners, I am watching bored out my window, back to why I am … Continue reading Diary Entry 1 – doubts (age 18)
The Story – the masochist
I keep asking myself why it is that I struggle to write about you, I still talk to you and that’s super easy for me to do, sometimes too easy. Closure, or a lack of it, Is that it? Am I still hung up on the age-old question of ‘what if?’ how do you make … Continue reading The Story – the masochist
A Letter To You (I’m Happy)
You think that I am unhappy because I am living a life I once frowned upon at the age of 17, a life I had no clue could be so freeing and liberating, I was so judgemental back then. That was 10 years ago, during that time I have been chained to so many of … Continue reading A Letter To You (I’m Happy)
The Words – intoxication (poem)
Intoxication I’m a beast The thing our toxic love birthed Tell me what I am What do you want me to be? Tell me why I’m ripping at your clothes Your hands upon my neck My legs around your waist Black Satin I no longer see I’m home, I’m safe I’m no longer caged My … Continue reading The Words – intoxication (poem)
The Story – you ran away
Do you remember the day you packed a suitcase and left me while I was at work? Just you, a suitcase and two of the cats? Do you remember what the note said that you left on the hallway side? Can you remember how much cash you left next to it like you were paying … Continue reading The Story – you ran away
The Love Of Sex (one-night stand)
Another night another guy but every one-night stand is different… I woke up this morning to a guy stood there completely dressed in my room and obviously contemplating sneaking out and I wouldn’t blame him, the details are already fuzzy so I can’t remember if I woke up on my own or if he … Continue reading The Love Of Sex (one-night stand)
for Life or just for Now?
Love, love, love… How do we know when its right? I mean besides the age old saying of, ‘when you know, you just know’ Because you see, I thought I knew before and the time before that and well I guess to some extent all the times before. I was wrong. … Continue reading for Life or just for Now?
A Completely Relatable Morning
I am so hung-over right now for the 2nd time this week, I’m sat in costa as usual and it's probably been about an hour now of me just sitting here not typing! Watching YouTube videos on my phone, not even touched my food or my drink or even loaded up my work. If I’m … Continue reading A Completely Relatable Morning
The Words – you wanted to
You wanted to hit me like a sledgehammer For it to force me to feel something You wanted to break my spine But I still feel nothing You wanted the news to sting my ears For it to make me give a shit You wanted to invade my mind But I still avoid the hit … Continue reading The Words – you wanted to
Ryon Maverick 