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2 years of dating: what I've learnt


Well let's start with the key point; it's shit. 

The past two years of dating have brought me more sadness than happiness, whether that just means I've been doing it wrong I don't know, but it's definitely not been a bundle of laughs and good feelings. 

You're back


You're back. 

You saw your moment and crawled your way back in, slowly at first, but I saw you. I knew what it meant and I didn't stop you. I guess I hoped you wouldn't be here to stay. 

I'm not a nice, sweet, good girl - but that's more than ok


I'm a nice person, and I'm a good person, but those are not my key identifiers. I don't think anyone who knows me would pick nice and good if they were asked to describe me in three words - loud, confident and sassy are probably much more likely to come up. I'm ok with that, in fact I'm proud of that, because along with those things come being outspoken, honest and passionate. I'm a feminist, sex positive, unafraid of confrontation and comfortable speaking up when I need to.