Its 10:50pm I havent even opened my text book to revise. What is wrong with me? Instead I feel the need to wallow in my own self pity and look at old instagram pictures of when my life looked fun and I was happy going out partying knowing I would see my man at the... Continue Reading →
Said no to a spoon..
Last night I did. After my post about how sexually frustrated I was. I still managed to say no. To be honest I didn't find it difficult, I liked the attention yes, and the fact that once again a male has come crawling back but it was easy to say no. He didn't even take... Continue Reading →
Behind These Bluest Eyes 