Never felt so low in my life.

I wish I could go back to 6 years ago and do things differently and then maybe none of this would have ever happened. I’m fed up of being too scared to live my life the way I want to. I’m fed up of feeling like I’m a bad person. I just want to go back to 6 years ago and then everything might be ok now.

It’s been a good while since a book has really made me cry.

I really wish uni wasn’t over. This is the first time in my life when I haven’t had a plan for what will come next and it’s more than a little scary…

How is it possible for your memory to lie to you?

How can you live when you know that you’re betraying yourself?

Trying to learn calligraphy again and I can’t get my ‘C’ to look decent. This is an interesting blog, I know.

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