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Fishnet stockings are everywhere and SOMEBODY PLEASE MAKE IT STOP.

BECAUSE NO. NO TO FISHNET MATERIAL AND ITS BULLSHITTERY THAT PROVIDES ZERO WARMTH.

The big thing I learned when I was 22.

And no, it’s not “take better selfies pls”.

To the dickcake who broke my beautiful friend’s heart…

One week ago, I didn’t expect to be writing this letter to you.

It’s time to stop getting so bloody offended.

We live in a world of political correctness gone mad.

It’s 11:30pm and I can’t stop thinking.

I just think this might be a Big Point in my life. Capitalised and everything.

I never told him. And I’ve regretted it ever since.

Just. Tell. Him.

5 things I learned while I was 21.

In 12 short months my life, my family, my friends and myself are so different. Everything in my existence has been flipped, shaken, pulled-apart and then haphazardly glued back together.

I’ve lost my sparkle, and I’m desperately trying to find it.

All of my clothes are kinda… ew. And old. And just ew. And I should definitely moisturise more… or, you know, ever.

“I lived every girl’s worst nightmare, I was raped.”

“I was 19. He was older than my father.”

‘I miss you, Mum. These are the things I wish I could tell you.’

It’s been six years.