So here I am sat in Starbucks, this cafeteria of noise, finding it hard to cope with the realisation that I just wasted my money and time walking all the way to this Starbucks to write and possibly read, how I am even focused enough to write is a mystery to me. Looking around I … Continue reading Starbucks 2012
Tag: Creative Writing
Hotel Sheets (08.19)
I thought I had it figured out Mind encased in concrete Damn this wine tasting so sweet My eyes on you, discrete We fucked up the hotel sheets I'm fucking up my mind White lines and glitter so divine While you once more were mine
Spilling My Guts
So!! It's February... Spring is almost here, a new year and another new start...right? Painted my room, bought new sheets, changed my hair and cleared out my wardrobe (after much struggle) Started my own little business, booked flights to Denmark, cut some people out my life and booked a few tattoos. Life in general is … Continue reading Spilling My Guts
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
Absent But Dating
I've been absent for a little bit of time now and a few days ago someone asked where I had been...the answer? Defrosting! that's where I've been. Freaking out, over thinking and the best thing of all..DATING! I had written dating off after multiple failed attempts and various steps backwards over the last two years … Continue reading Absent But Dating
20/10/2019
my bed was 2 years too late for you but I pulled back the sheets anyway I turned back all the clocks and reverted to another day another way another place in time when you were nothing but mine I believed in meant to be but this isn't that this is black and its dark … Continue reading 20/10/2019
Dopey
Confiding in me sat in KFC, the woman he had been dating had been hot and cold for weeks now. It was late, he had been working as usual, I still remember the look in his eyes as they searched my face for answers. "just get rid of her and pull yourself together" I advised, … Continue reading Dopey
