Liverpool

The Diary of an Easter Regretter

Dear Diary, Time: somewhere between regret, remorse and Easter Monday midnight. Sentiments: regret, remorse and a desire to move past it all unscathed. I should probably fill you in on what happened, as a potential cathartic journey… It came to…

Portrait of a Blogger

Oh, quick, the light’s going… Hang on, I just need to get on my belt, earrings…where are my shoes?! Damn, missed my chance, will have to take my shot tomorrow. No, no, no. We can’t go to that café. Their…

Survival | Ditching an Unwanted Suitor

This anti-Valentine’s post is just as it says in the title: ditching an unwanted suitor. Suitor being the operative, and ironic, word as what I’m talking about isn’t really suitors at all. No, there’s not much Pride and Prejudice about…