Me & My Opinions 

Why Can’t I Just Unfollow You?

If I’ve unfollowed you on Twitter/Instagram/wherever, it’s because something you said upset me, made me feel really uncomfortable, or angered me. I’m not the kind of person to start random arguments on the internet (not a fan of the confrontation), so I’d rather just get over it, remove the problem, and then not think about it again. Unless it makes me so angry that I need to write a blog post about it, obviously. Isn’t that what the unfollow button is for? Or the block button? Or the mute button?…

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Fiction (ish) NSFW / Sex 

Break Up With Your Girlfriend, I’m Bored

[#NSFW inc. images] You got me some type o’ way. Yes, you. You don’t know who you are, but I do. Not that I really know you, but I know some of what you’re about – and what I know, I like. I shouldn’t, but I do. I know exactly what’s going on here, don’t worry. I’m bored. Affection-starved. In need of passion and excitement. I’m not going to do anything stupid, because I’m not stupid, but my mind is wandering. As are my hands. And it’s you I’m thinking…

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Bestie Me & My Opinions 

The [Fri]end.

This isn’t the blog post I was going to post today. I was having an awesome day, being super-productive, getting shit done, formatting all those other posts I’ve got stashed away … and then BOOM. A cheeky little message to make me cry. Awesome.  To be honest, I don’t even know why it made me start crying. Fucking outrage than anything else, I think, because I was expecting the scenario at some point. I actually thought it might have happened by now, and there were times when I thought about…

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Mental Health 

Welcome to My Anxiety

Some days, I know I have anxiety.  On other days, I think I have anxiety.  Then there are the days when I don’t have anxiety at all. Nothing is wrong. Nothing happens. Absolutely everything is fine.  Today … well, it’s one of those days where I KNOW I have anxiety. So, I decided to talk about it. People don’t talk about it enough. I don’t talk about it enough.  My anxiety presents itself in different forms depending on what’s going on around me. I had a particularly horrific situation with…

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Dating Advice My Dating Life 

Google Really Is Your Friend

  Sooooooooooo, I want to talk about something that I’m not really allowed to talk about in real life because it means I’d need to admit that I stalked my ex-boyfriend on Facebook and I try not to do that kind of thing these days. It’s not healthy. I’m trying to create a positive relationship with social media.  Clearly, I’m not doing a very good job.  Anyway, I was working away, furiously tapping at the laptop on some project I had absolutely no interest in, when I decided to spend…

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Me & My Opinions 

A Weird Rant About Women, Kim K, Jameela J & Feminism

Before I start, please don’t get offended. This is simply the mad ramblings of a confused woman. Thanks in advance!  ***** Once upon a time, I’d have looked up to seemingly feminist characters like Jameela Jamil. She appeared to be someone who really gave a shit about people, wasn’t afraid to say the stuff that everyone else was afraid to say, and would call out anyone who behaved inappropriately or offensively. She even has the words “FEMINIST-IN-PROGRESS” in her Twitter bio. But at what point do you go from being…

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Fiction (ish) NSFW / Sex The Lapdog 

I Miss My Twenties

> Probably a little NSFW.  An ex fling thing put some pictures of him and his fiancée on Facebook today, all dressed up and ready to go out, and I had so many thoughts that I felt it might be fun to write a few of them down.  Couples get a bit weird once they’ve been together for a while, don’t they? The Facebook album titled “The Big Night Out” ends up sprinkled with an unhealthy amount of nice hotel bathroom shots, images of towels folded into weird shapes on…

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Fiction (ish) NSFW / Sex 

It Could Have Been a Great Night

I always wondered what it would have been like if we’d introduced a third party into our sex life. I know it’s a bit too late for what-ifs now, but I do wonder, just sometimes. And I think that’s one of my prominent life regrets: not saying yes when I was given the opportunity to have one last bite at the girl-boy-girl bullet. I imagine it would have been a glorious occasion. I also wonder if we would have looked back over the night with happier, hornier memories than my actual…

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Bear Mental Health My Dating Life 

Six Months

  I haven’t had sex with my boyfriend for over six months. (It’s still Bear, by the way.)  Fuck me (literally). I said it. I actually said it. That’s the first time I’ve actually acknowledged it. Sat down, worked it out, jotted it down.  Six months. I bet you’re wondering what the fuck happened? Yes, well, so am I.  It started with me …  I was depressed. Very depressed. Couldn’t even get in the shower, brush my hair, or clean my teeth-depressed. But we’ll talk about that another time. Getting back…

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Me & My Opinions 

Really Shitty Five-Year-Old Advice

  Do you ever go back and look over your old blog posts and just think to yourself: what the fuck was I thinking? I do that all the time. I’ve been blogging for quite a few years (although not always consistently), and it’s inevitable that my mind and opinions will have changed as time has gone on. That’s the worst thing about blogging, and having a blog on which you bare your soul for seven-odd years: people are always going to remind you of things you said. Even when you’d…

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