Cake girl – a limerick

There once was a girl, she is me. She was born in a town near the sea. She's been chubby her whole life, it's caused her much trouble and strife, because she pretends that all cake is fat free.

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To be kind is to be abused!

I have always been a person that excels in friendship, that might sound like an unusual statement to make but it is the truth. I am the friend that you can call at 2am when you are in trouble and you can rest assured I will drive the five hour journey to come and get…

The missing sock

Oh little sock where have you gone? I have your partner, the pair you came from. The drum is empty, I checked it twice, if you would just turn up now that would be nice. You are not on the floor or in the laundry bag, is that you over there? No! Just a cleaning…

A million miles

She looks,....... no message. She sighs. She looks again,...... no message. She puts her phone out of reach, out of sight out of mind.... Or maybe not, she leans over and picks it up yet again but this time holding the screen side down, should she look? Does she dare? Of course she looks..... In…

Summer, a short poem

The sun comes up, the earth gets warm, the masses rush to the beach, in an unorganised swarm. The waves wash up and tickle the sand, pulling in and back out, oh isn't it grand. A little girl with an ice cream dripping down her limb, her brother rushes to the writhing water, desperate for…

Emily (part three)

For the last three years Emily had been working six days a week and thirteen hours a day at the diner. On her day off she was forced to spend her time attempting to clean the house after her mothers continuous substance abuse party's.  Emily's mother had been trying to take as much of her…

Emily (part two)

After a very long bus ride across town, a plea to the bus driver over incorrect fare and a nice old lady paying the last few cents she owed Emily had finally arrived at the diner for her interview. The morning sun had just begun to rise over the silhouetted tree line, frozen mist still…

Emily (part one)

The night was much darker than normal, the black so thick that even her breathing felt laboured. Ice cold air Nipping at her finger tips, mocking her for not choosing to wear gloves. She walked home slower than she usually did, however not out of choice. She felt tired tonight, each step more effort than…

Alone in a crowd 

Yes... you can feel alone while surrounded by people.  Sometimes feeling lonely while you are truly alone is better than feeling alone around others. It's a weird feeling to have, nothing feels entertaining, everything just feels, for the lack of a better word.... empty.... People will offer their company up freely, but honestly, you don't…

What they do…

The moment you meet someone you know if you are going to like them or not. Their personality will fit with yours like two matching gloves. Conversation never slows throughout the days, months or years. You will always have something to say, you will always invoke debatable topics that cause an argumentative state to erupt,…

Just you and her.

Your eyes feel heavy, the thickness of the dark hugging you tightly.  Has old man time deceived your body again? Could it only be the early hours of the morning? You lift the weight of your once dream filled head and try to reanimate yourself, you are tired.... your mouth  is like a cotton field,…

The cycles of fashion 

I have recently been thinking allot about individuality. What does it mean to be an individual? To me, being an individual is when you do what you want to do and be who want to be without compromise, but are we truly being ourselves when what we do and wear etc. is subconsciously being dictated…

I take a shot at Everyshot!

Welcome all to the first entry of my new blog section, The game box! Today I am very thankful and lucky to be able to interview a very talented and well known Twitch streamer. He is (in my opinion) the most humble, talented streamer around, so without delay, I give you Everyshot!  . Hi Vince…

The Art Gallery 

Hello everyone and welcome to my first edition of The art gallery. In this section of my blog I will be covering artists and their art that are either well known or what I consider up and coming/artists to watch.  Today we are very lucky! I have managed to interview a very talented artist who's…

Taboo

We all know the risks of cancer in nearly everything including the air we breath. Recently i have been revisiting a lot of 80s and 90s television, I noticed that through many many scenes people are smoking, seeing this made me want to smoke! I am a smoker and I am addicted to nicotine but…

“It died”

We have all been there... that moment when you are engrossed on the train while reading a blog, texting someone you have a crush on or waiting for the last few seconds to count down on a long awaited ebay bid, when suddenly.... your phone dies! Shock horror. This event can cause heart palpitations, technology…

For the love of blogs

Today I experienced how this so called event called "fate" might work. A very lovely and supportive man who goes by the Twitter name of "al nobody" asked me if I were to be interested in taking part in a sort of blog style interview. I was thrilled at the thought of this exciting endeavour,…