Only a few more weeks before I can go and get my last concussion for WWRFC. Looking forward to it. SUMMER HURRY THE FUCK UP MAAAAN *Here are my fave concussion photos. Would you guess I have 15000 words due in on the 9th? I need to be shot I swear.
My, my, do I love you, Dodie. What a lad.
This was originally meant to be for my uni newspaper, but because I am a wasteman, I didn’t get it finished before the deadline. It was meant to be a piece about ‘kicking homophobia out of sport’, an initiative Warwick Sport runs every year. However, my experiences of homophobia at uni haven’t really been much […]
*Inspired by Presentable Liberty. This game is truly harrowing and encapsulates the feeling of complete isolation, all through pixalated paper, AND it’s free; who doesn’t love a freebie? I highly recommend checking it out: http://gamejolt.com/games/presentable-liberty/42997 Trigger warning for mentions of suicide. It’s raining again. I can hear it hitting the roof. They must be big drops. Thud, thud, thud…. […]
Take me to the woods and bury me beneath the trees, leaves drooping in the cold winters’ wind. Take me to the woods and we’ll gaze at the stars as they die. they flicker across a darkened sky. bursts of vibrance that flicker and fade, whimpering. I am enraptured. Take me to the woods and […]
At the tender age of eleven, I fell into a world of endless cups of coffee and a temporal space where problems were solved in thirty minutes or less. I am, of course, talking about Friends. Every night at 5pm, my brother and I would whack on E4 and sit slap-bang in front of the […]
An adapted scene from Macbeth, Act I, Scene VII Night had fallen across the castle. The inky sky was bare of clouds; not a blemish marred the sight. The perfect stillness of the heavens was cunningly deceptive – all across the grounds, servants dashed to and fro, clutching huge silver pitchers spilling over with […]