Say A Little And Say It Well

I've been struggling to start this blog because the person who it is about might actually read it. My blogs are always super honest and the truth can sometimes be hurtful, I really do not ever want to hurt anybody's feelings as a result of my writing, but then I guess if someone wanted their... Continue Reading →

Once A Fuckboy, Always A Fuckboy

  I was going to save this particular story for the book but something happened this week that changed the whole narrative and so I feel like I need to write it down, for therapeutic reasons. Some of you will already know a bit about my friend Caramel Dixon because he came to my house... Continue Reading →

Reflection

  I'm writing this on Christmas Day. I had a really quiet one this year as my Sister was with her Husband's family and my son went to his Dad's for a few hours so I went to the gym and had a nap after we had lunch with my Mum. My big family day... Continue Reading →

Hot Dogs

I'm quite possibly the world's shittest blogger and I am sorry. I see some people posting daily and I'm just here dawdling along, posting every so often with no consistency or regularity. I used to post loads but the last 2 months have been hectic. Work is really busy, and I  just have moved house.... Continue Reading →

Fuckboys In Disguise

I did a post on Instagram this week about the different types of fuckboys (read my Fuckboy Guide if you haven’t already) and it became clear from the comments and the DMs I received that ‘The fuckboy in disguise’ is, or has been, a major issue for a lot of women. The picture I posted... Continue Reading →

SupercaliFEMINISTICexpialidocious

I’m feeling super feministic today, I’m not sure if that’s a word, but it is now. I want to shout from the roof tops about women's rights and how we need to take urgent action to address these cunting wankers who believe that women's bodies were made for their pleasure. I was walking back to... Continue Reading →

My First Love – PART 1

I watched Grease with my little boy the other day and it actually dawned on me that it probably fucked up my whole life. When I was a little girl I watched Grease relentlessly with my sister. We would watch it approximately 12 times in a row every single day. As soon as it finished... Continue Reading →

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