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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Me & My Opinions Mental Health 

I Write. I Just Don’t Share.

  I feel the need to apologise for being a bad blogger again, but I’m trying to do less apologising in 2019. It’s one of those New Year’s Resolutions that I’ve already broken, but hey, there’s still plenty of time to turn things around.  2018 was a fucking cunt of a year. 2019 hasn’t been too kind to me so far either, but again, there’s still plenty of time to turn things around. I’m hoping if I tell myself that enough times it’ll actually happen.  Fingers crossed, folks.  I definitely…

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Me & My Opinions 

The Roxanne-Ryan Saga

I haven’t watched any of Celebrity Big Brother this year. Actually, that’s a lie; I watched the first one, realised that the celebrities weren’t actually real celebrities at all, and then didn’t tune in again. I was most disappointed when I realised Stormy Daniels wasn’t going in after all.  Being a victim/escapee of domestic abuse and violence, however, it’s kinda impossible not to be drawn in by the headlines right now. I lost myself for a full hour just reading news articles and social media comments, everyone having their say…

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My Dating Life The Married Guy 

Soldiering Through — The Double Friend Request

  Number 28 … Can we just talk about that chap for a moment? Why? Because the cheeky fucker keeps popping into my life and honestly, he’s starting to test my damn patience. For those of you who haven’t been reading long, Number 28 is also known as The Married Guy. Sadly, he’s not the only one on my list. He’s not one I remember much about — I was 18, drunk a lot, and stupid; he was married and never leaving his wife for me despite how much he…

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Baby Bear My Dating Life 

Baby, Baby, Baby: Testing, Testing

  Trigger Warning: Discussing self-harm.  If I could wish for anything in the world, it would probably be to rid my body of all the hair I didn’t want, permanently. I’m so over shaving my legs now. I’m dying for winter to come again, just so I don’t need to shave my legs as much. Hey, I’m in a long-term relationship now. It’s cool to let that slide. It’s one of the many reasons I love Bear and this relationship. He absolutely loves the fuzz. My summer dresses, on the…

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Me & My Opinions 

I’m Sorry.

  I’d best get the important stuff out the way: I am sorry for leaving you in the lurch, midway through a mini-series. I will complete it and tell you all what happened.  I’m not sorry for taking some accidental and unintended time out. I really fucking needed it before I drove myself nuts.  I am sorry for not responding to Twitter notifications. I’m also really sorry if anyone was worried about me. (I’m okay, I promise.)  I’m not sorry for losing my NotSoSexintheCity phone for a few months. My…

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