So recently it’s been my birthday and I have had a fantastic bank holiday weekend with some amazing people that I am so lucky to have in my life. I have realised I have neglected my blog again, but.. I have been working on some more short stories and poems recently that I am not… Read More The Garden Path
Cancer Bats 26/04/18 Camden Underworld Review We made our way up to London early afternoon, so we had plenty of time to mooch around Camden. Both my friend Dean and I are off to Download Festival in June, so we thought this would be the perfect opportunity to get some bits from the market. After… Read More Cancer Bats 26/04/18 Camden Underworld Review
This is still a semi raw topic for me as I have recently had to make this decision and I really wanted to shear a bit about my thought process with you. This is a tough subject for anyone, sometimes you know it’s just not working out but ending a relationship can be so much… Read More Should You Not Be in a Relationship anymore?
‘You don’t realise you have been beaten until the end comes, not physically but mentally drained of the person you were. The person you have become is something different, wired differently. When you look in the mirror you don’t see yourself looking back at you but an empty shell covered in a different type of… Read More Wired Differently
Melting purple was the colour of my nail vanish to match the fingerprints on my skin. My pale skin kissed with colours of yellow and purple fading like the summer sun. When the morning comes I can barely move. My body struggling to repair and recover the damage. I force myself from my bed and… Read More Bruises
One moment everything was fine, I was dancing with a drink in my hand making polite conversation with his friends. We were talking about tattoos when my heart started to pound against my chest, getting faster and faster. Suddenly I could see there lips moving but I couldn’t hear a word that came out of… Read More Panic
I run my hands through my hair and yawn myself awake as I do every morning before I stumble into my slippers and head towards the coffee machine. This morning was different, first of all I had woken up later than usual and not in the comfort of my own bedroom. I looked to my… Read More The Other Man