Taking Stock

I cannot believe how quickly 2018 has gone. It definitely feels like it has been significantly quicker than other years, even though it has had the same number of months, weeks and days as every other year that we have ever lived before. I cannot believe that it is over and that we are about... Continue Reading →

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 →

Another Year Wiser

  It was my birthday this weekend, I am now 36. I have had fleeting thoughts about being on the wrong side of 35, but who says it's the wrong side? I have heard many women say that your 40's are the best years of your life. I have absolutely loved my 30's, and I'm... Continue Reading →

A Momentary Lapse

This is really just a quick update blog because it has been a while since I posted. I’ve gone from posting once every couple of days to once a fortnight, I’m slacking. I’ll explain why later. First though, I really think I should start by saying that I do not have chlamydia, or any other... 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 →

Mr Big

I’m talking to someone. I think I’ve manifested him. If you were to ever know his real name, then you would know why I think that. I’ve been saying his name A LOT. I met him on Instagram a few weeks ago but we just started talking on What’s App a few days ago. We... Continue Reading →

Get Happy

So this blog is a follow on from the last one The Law of Attraction. In that blog I told you about a man named Kane who I’d had a few dates with, I didn’t particularly have any major connection to him but I thought I did because I had forced myself to feel like... Continue Reading →

Fuck off Corey

OK, so this just happened. If you follow my Instagram and have read my previous blogs (If you haven’t then read Blown Away and I never make the same mistake twice first because this will make more sense to you if you have read those) then you will know about Corey, the guy who I... 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 →

Houdini settings (ghosting)

I got the obligatory ‘apology’ message from Fuckboy Kieron this morning after he ghosted on me last night and didn’t respond to my messages when we were supposed to meet up. He said ‘I know you must be pissed off that I let you down but if you knew what happened last night you’d understand.’ I... Continue Reading →

BIG DICK vs little willy

I should probably tell you that I got fucked around by a Fuckboy tonight, but I’m following my own advice for once and just letting it go and not giving a shit. If you have read my blog about the penis massacre then you would have read about Kieron, the tattooed, gym snap-chatter who aroused my... Continue Reading →

But First, Love Yourself.

I’ve just got back from the gym. I’m an absolute gym addict. I had a great body when I met my son’s Dad, Liam, but then I became a bit of a Stepford wife and developed a penchant for cooking 3 course meals for him every night. We used to smoke a lot of weed... Continue Reading →

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