Home. When someone says to me to think of home, I don’t think of a house. I don’t think of my mother, even though I probably should. I don’t even think of my brother or my pets, which makes me feel equally as guilty as not thinking about my mother. No, I think of food. … More Hazelnut and maple syrup biscuits
Living in a city, or near one, can sometimes take its toll on your so-called inner spirit. Surrounded by high-rise buildings, never having a TRULY quiet moment to yourself, and having to ‘follow the crowd’ wherever you go can get tiresome. No, no, more than tiresome, PISS-ASS BORING. Seriously, one of the things I hated … More Tokyo’s Cat Town
London is, hands down, the best city in the world. I mean, I’ve only really been to three cities (shoutout to Tokyo and Budapest). But London, London, mate. It’s my home’s capital. It’s my bae. B.B.G and I thought to hell with life, and so we made a lil’ sneaky trip up to London. Just … More London
I’VE GRADUATED, BABY! It’s just one of those days that will inevitably happen. There’s no getting away from it, unless you fail….don’t fail. It’s always been there, poking its head round the corner, watching you, waiting from day one. With teachers saying, “Finish that homework or you won’t get to uni and then you won’t … More Graduation
I miss you. I know I shouldn’t, but I do. Watching Netflix on my own doesn’t compare to watching it with you. The ability to discuss the infidelities of House of Cards is taken away by the distance between us. Facebook messenger just isn’t the same. I don’t get to watch your eyes roll as … More I miss you
My Paper Lungs 