Don’t you just want to be alone sometimes? All the time. Yeah, but you’re weird. Shut up. It’s just, sometimes, I feel like – like… Like you’re suffocated by conversation. Yeah, exactly. It’s a build-up of words that mean nothing to me, surrounded by people that I care even less about. It’s like a … More The Hatter.
Do you feel us drifting apart – barricaded by differing views? You do not wish to change the world because you fear you cannot. Whereas my passion to do so consumes me. Now you loathe me because of your love for me. I can see the disbelief in your eyes. How could we spawn … More Offspring.
Prologue ‘Did you know that I fell in love with you before I even met you?’ ‘Impossible,’ she shook her head, her hazel hair stroking her jawbone just as I liked to do. I raised my eyebrow, ‘Do you not believe me?’ ‘Of course not,’ she waved the notion away like an annoying … More Hannah: Prologue
And I want to ask you how you are; how you really are. How’s your mind; your soul; your body, but it feels like too much time has passed between us now. We are growing strangers, trying desperately to claw at a life neither of us live anymore. We no longer talk about life and … More Distance
A Dialogue. ‘How did I trick you into loving me?’ ‘I believe you promised me a glazed doughnut.’ ‘I did. You never cashed in on it, though.’ ‘Only because you bought me pizza that night.’ ‘And we got drunk on stale beer and cheap wine.’ ‘Remember how mad your aunt got? She left us out … More The Intermission.
It’s a lie, of course. This thing we call love. Feeble emotion, all bunched up. Tie and attach yourself to another. Seconds, minutes, years to suffer. Unrequited love; the ultimate defeat Swearing off another lover to ever meet Never again! Your brow thick with sweat Eyes blurred with tears, body sick with fret. Then … More Lover
Is ‘gender’ destiny? This unique issue of National Geographic, unlike any I have ever read, commences with the opening subtitle: “What if all could thrive?” This question feels like a dagger to the chest. I am a young woman, still a teen in fact, and that very question sums up what is so … More Gender Revolution
And these days, you seem so sad This world has turned you incredibly mad Your veins were filled with stardust and gold Doing whatever you pleased whilst so bright and bold I know these people with their bitter hate Cripples your soul in such a state Exhausted and crushed it makes you fight They … More King.
Chapter 4: Hannah ‘I meant your writing,’ she grinned. I frowned, ‘That’s not a superpower.’ ‘If you think my photography is, then writing definitely is,’ she said, ‘Alec told me that your words makes him believe in a better world.’ I felt my cheeks flush, ‘Alec says a lot of things. Most of them … More An Extract: Hannah.
Teen /tēn/ informal adjective relating to teenagers. When I was a young whippersnapper at the tender age of thirteen with my crimson crocs and knee-length jeans, the teen magazines I was exposed to discussed four main topics: beauty, fashion, celebrities and boys: pertinent topics of discussion for teenage girls. And although media can’t be solely … More A Love Letter to Teen Vogue