t’s half past one in the morning and I’m sat on the sofa in my Hackney flat with my legs tucked under me, black nails catching the lamp light every time I scroll. I’m still thinking about my guy, we spoke earlier, and then thought hit me. Social media. Are people going to accept him….
It started the way these things always do on a dead Tuesday. Timeline scrolling itself into nothing, flat too quiet, me already in the hoodie with the hood up and the vape tasting like the last of the cherry. I opened Tinder because the alternative was staring at the ceiling. His profile sat there looking…
I’m about to give you the hack of the century. You have one or two of these mates. You know the one. She has been in your life for years. She laughed at your jokes, listened to your complaints, and sat through every update about the relationship. She told you he was lucky to have…
I met up with Amy and Lisa in London today for Pride and I’m still buzzing from it. We’d planned to do a bit of work on the book notes while we were there, but mostly we just wanted to be out in the sun, have a laugh, and soak up the atmosphere. It was…
So, I had yesterday off because I was really pissed off. I’m not going into details, but basically I went orbital with someone close to me and it was real dumpster fire. It was my fault, I was fell foul to my own preachings and I had backed myself into a fucking corner, my…