Becoming a better you
A while ago I wrote down a list of topics I wanted to write about, and while I’ve written about a few, the rest have gathered dust – or as I like to think of it: they’ve matured. Last night I flicked through my notebook and realised that I need to stop being lazy (or... Continue Reading →
So I haven’t written for a while… About two weeks?! I haven't forgotten you all I promise! I’ve just been a bit…blergh? I don't know. I keep having moments where I seriously consider the point of life. Not in a suicidal way, but in a way that always has me thinking of my purpose here.... Continue Reading →
i. Upon her breast we suckle until her nipples become raw, cracked and dry; We tear and rip at her flesh until she screams; We swim in her blood poisoning her veins, We cut off her hair exposing bare skin to the elements. We crush her lungs, Scratch out her eyes, Destroy her life force,... Continue Reading →
The thought occurred to me the other day that some will look at my life and judge that I have a lack of direction. They will say that I’m 25 years old and I don’t have a house of my own, that I don’t have a boyfriend (because you know, they’re so important…) and that... Continue Reading →
This is an excellent story I read yesterday after seeing it on a friend's Facebook page. I thought I must share this story with others! It's slightly reminiscent of The Egg by Andy Weir, and an equally beautiful story. I've called this story "Life After Delivery" because I can't find the actual title and it... Continue Reading →
Mindfully Untitled 