To my moronic adolescent self

This is for the day when an unearthly genius invents time travel. A letter to a nonsensical, thirteen year old me. But until that day, this shall remain unseen by thirteen year old me. *possible trigger warning, talk of self-harm, suicide, abuse and addiction* Dear Shan, I’m going to start with this. If you are sat there right … Continue reading To my moronic adolescent self

A thank-you letter to my best friend

I don't thank her enough, if it wasn't for my best friend, I would have given up a long time ago. Dear best friend, Thank you for everything, thank you for you being you and you letting me be me. Thank you for bringing out the best in me, even when I am feeling pessimistic. … Continue reading A thank-you letter to my best friend