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Shit Storm.

August 20, 2016December 9, 2016 notsosexinthecity

It’s 3:30pm on Saturday afternoon and all my friends are at a wedding. I should be there. I’m not. I’m a little sad about it, not too much though because I hate weddings. I just hate social events. I think I’m just a bitch, or maybe it has something to do with the crippling anxiety that I sometimes can’t seem to shake. Who knows? I fucked up when I got drunk a few weeks back, and then my male best friend of fifteen years told me that he loved me…

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The Monster Within …

July 28, 2016May 25, 2017 notsosexinthecity

I don’t drink. There’s a reason for this – I’m a monster when I do. I have absolutely zero self control so if I’m drunk, I’ll fuck on a first date and regret it every day after. Certain drinks, Jaegarmeister being one of them, make me angry and once I’ve got a bee in my bonnet, there’s very little I can do to stop it. Both of those things happened last Saturday when I stupidly decided that drinking in the BAKING heat of Britain, in direct sunlight with no shade, for…

Best Friends and Bruised Balls

December 16, 2012November 9, 2019 notsosexinthecity

I have a few things that I want to get off my chest. Firstly, I don’t talk about Bestie enough. He plays such a massive part in my life – bigger than what I talk about on this blog – and he deserves a bigger part. Maybe a category all of his own. He’s been my best bud – my actual ride or die BFF – for 15 years or so. We’ve had the same circle of friends since we were about 15/16, and that’s kinda how we met in…