Anticipating the end before it’s even happened.
being emotionally manipulative isn’t very punk rock of you So this is 28. I’m very much on the other side of my twenties now, there’s no going back. I’ve almost achieved all my life goals on paper, but the circus that surrounds me is still whirling around like a carousel.
It’s a Saturday and there is sunshine streaming through the windows, decorating all the surfaces in my little home. All of the plants are glowing and the walls are whiter than white. My baby pink manicured hands are tapping away on my laptop but the clicks from my typing are
Forever seeking the coastline, I’ve always been attached to the ocean. The beach is one of my happy places where I feel instant tranquility. Luckily it’s still out of season, so our local favourite wasn’t too busy. We just wanted to hang out and take it easy. Arlo made sand
Heads up, look alive. The moment I stare into your eyes, the more I get lost in your face. I’m warning you babe. Sunshine has started to feel warm again lately, instead of just shining fake light, piercing the freezing air. I’m the king of making mistakes, you’re the queen
Have you heard the latest buzzword? When the most romantic partner turns into a nightmare, or most famously, lying politicians manipulating an entire nation. Awareness is spreading for this identifiable form of emotional abuse and for me, it’s a breath of fresh air. gaslight/ˈɡaslʌɪt/verbgerund or present participle: gaslighting. Manipulate (someone) by