MANIFEST.

Sometimes it’s really hard to start something. Especially when you’ve failed so many times, that you’re slowly dying for that one win. You beat yourself up time and time again, doing your best. And when that isn’t good enough, you give more than you can. Then one day your body reminds you of how much … More MANIFEST.

DEAD OF NIGHT.

Have you ever been woken up by something compelling, relentless. Like a force that won’t give up until you’re finally sitting by the window, looking up at the night sky with a laptop on your lap. I don’t think every one of us experiences something so magical, so fueled with passion that even you cannot … More DEAD OF NIGHT.

RUMOURS

They call us the girls who grew up too fast, who asked for it with their little short skirts. Or enjoyed the attention they received from boys a little too much. The little girls left alone at night surrounded by monsters, wearing familiar and unfamiliar faces.We aren’t the girls that needed protecting,We are the girls … More RUMOURS

HOW DO I TELL HIM…

How everything you have come to love about him, Is covered in a pile of garbage that you carry religiously on your back. Because it’s the only thing that validates those earth-shattering memories Upon which your entire life depends. As he’s drenched in alcohol breath that comes straight from his stomach. He settles into your … More HOW DO I TELL HIM…

SHEDDING.

I can smell the blood of every version of myself that ever existed,Covering my hands as I fight to wipe it off my face.My blood-shot, tired eyes look back at me in shame.How much more of myself, will I sacrifice to fit in. Photographs of nights out, that I’ll never truly remember, adorn my wooden … More SHEDDING.