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 →

Following My Own Advice

  This was actually written about 3 weeks ago but my laptop decided to have a nervous breakdown and I've only just fixed it, it feels like things have changed in the last 3 weeks but I don't want to delete all of this so I'll let you read it and then start afresh in... 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 →

I’m Dun

OK, so this will be a very short blog compared to the usual because this interaction has literally only lasted for 8 hours and so there is no great lengthy history to discuss. I posted on my Insta story today that I took my son to a kid's rave and it was absolutely banging. The... Continue Reading →

The Other Woman

I went to a white collar boxing match on Friday night to watch a friend fight, I love Boxing as a sport, my Dad used to Box and so I was brought up on it. It was a great night, I knew a lot of people there and of course, there were men everywhere, geezer... Continue Reading →

A Series Of Unfortunate Events

I’m childfree this weekend, I could be out doing all manner of things, but I’m sat on my sofa writing my blog, smoking a joint, and eating sushi (not all at the same time). Earlier I derma-rollered my face and lips, so I look like I got stuck on a sun bed for 3 hours... 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 →

Post Traumatic Fuckboy Disorder

I think I’m talking to a fuckboy, but I’m not sure. I think I have Post Traumatic Fuckboy Disorder (PTFD). It’s a real thing. A sectionable mental illness, I learnt about it from a meme and I think I have it. Every man I meet ends up being a Fuckboy. I ponder to myself sometimes... Continue Reading →

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