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When you’re around you’ll find me chewing on my feelings 'till they’ve lost all of their taste, like a gum that turns all stringy, when you enter the room all my colours fade to grey. You’ll find me spiralling and lonely 'cause like a fish stuck in a bowl, my mind is running circles inside my own constructed walls. You’ve got me trapped and I have thrown away the key, it's like I’m punishing myself just for the fear of being me. I’m committing to a crime without a witness

They say hands tell us a story, you can read them, line by line, how you’ve lived, who you’ve loved and who you’ve lost, it’s all out in the open, our hands can show us what we hide. Grandma, if asked to read your hands, if I held them, tracing signs, to look for the narration of your life, I imagine it to feel just like the brooch I found when we emptied out your house, when you said, that now it’s mine. I looked at it today as I attached it to my bag, It made such lovel

Just last week she found a box of old pictures, of younger her, she was holding her hair, that she’d just cut herself, showing it to the camera, like her proudest achievement and older her wondered when was it that she last gave herself some credit without overthinking about what she’d done wrong, just looking for issues, for problems, for flaws. And you probably know of that cliche thought, that when life gets just a little relentless, that’s when we tend to raise our own ba

We hold on to things. Memories from when we were kids playing in a sandbox, digging holes to bury our favourite toys in. Holding afternoon tea parties between chaos and stuffed animals, turning cushions into clouds, grass to pasta for us to serve to friends and family, building towers out of mud, planes out of paper, loving families made of dolls. Taking all that's ordinary and adding a little bit of magic. Isn't that worth holding onto? That restless spirit, that naive min

I knew her so well. Knew the warmth of her smile when she ignored all the struggles we had. Knew the smell of her hair, when she twisted...

It's 10 am in the morning and I have been stuck in bed scrolling on social media for two hours straight. I want to get up and make myself...

London is loud. The wet streets shine under the light of lanterns and the pavement vibrates underneath Pumps and boots dominating the...

I promise I'm not always happy Put on a smile, I get all chatty Might even blink at you two times Might even look into your eyes I might...

Do you know this feeling of sudden happiness mixed with a touch of confusion and futility? It's like the moment you empty a glass of wine...

Eventually one day things might change within us. We are drawn to someone, somewhere or even something and from then on we know, we are...

The uncomfortable and unwelcome topic of rejections, let's talk about it. I don't think I have ever met anyone in my life, that has never...

Sometimes I wonder why people tend to find so much pleasure in the judgment of others. We are all different. We wear different clothing,...

When I was younger my parents friends and family would ask me, what do you wanna be when you grow up? And I always had different answers...

Hello again and welcome to 2021! Now that I have summed up the quite eventful last years in my last blog post I guess we can focus on...

2020 is coming to an end! Well isn't that something, a year full of uncertainty and the constant presence of a virus that has been on...