The End Is Nigh

Hey Everyone, How are we going today? Hopefully we are having the fantastic summer weather that seems to be gracing the sunny coast of CA (bastards. While I freeze my arse off in winter!) to the rather tragic story of yet another tornado hitting OK again. My thoughts and feelings go out to them again…

Two Vampires For Sale.

The word 'vampire' probably conjures up some image of Edward Cullen, sparkling in the glistening light. While Bella stands in the background staring at him like she had never seen anyone quite like him before. Which is the truth since Forks is the one and only place where it has vampires running around and attending high school…

Goodbye Summer, Hello Freezing Winter!

Hello everyone, I see that my last post was almost a month ago and what a hectic life schedule I have been leading. So let's just have a little rehash as to what has happened that most of people don't already know on Facebook or Instagram. And before I begin, grab yourself a blanket since it is currently…

The Best Friends Of Time.

So this post was going to take a while for the idea to be formatted inside of my head and then the whole writers block begins and I end up being increasingly frustrated. Not at the words that are wanting to escape through the tips of my finger tips but rather the mind is refusing…

Home Is Where The Hearth Lays.

Cold home made pizza on a windy is the perfect way to start off a morning, especially after just handing in another assessment. We all know what happens the exact minute you realise that you cannot hit backwards and it is sitting there waiting to be sent. No, it is gone permanently and the examiner…

Dear Light Bulb, Are You A Sign?

What a busy week I have been leading, my friends. It all started when I ran (walked fast because I don't run. Ever) before jumping in the car. Racing back to my little home town after waiting rather impatiently at 13 stop 'n' go signs since the local government has decided on renovating the roads…

27th February 2013

I have no idea what to say except: My eyelids feel as if the tissue has been scraped out from between the paper thin membranes we like to call skin and have been refilled with the Sandman's cool practical joke of concrete. I've gone from a normal looking twenty something year old who sporadically dyed her…