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My Early Twenties Life Crisis: I am officially unemployed.

You guys, I’ve basically given myself the gift of time.

Why I will be single and alone this Valentine’s Day… again.

I am solely responsible for about 90% of ‘Teardrops of My Guitar’ YouTube hits.

To 21st or not to 21st?

My life fear: I throw a birthday party, and the only guest to show up is my Mother. But let’s be real – Vicky showing up doesn’t count.

My love/hate relationship with models.

I’m not even ashamed, because finding out that Steph Claire Smith ate at Sardi café this morning before taking her dog for a walk is fucking scintillating to me.

Gyms are not my friend.

ALL I WANT TO DO IS QUIT AND JETTS WONT RETURN MY CALLS.

THIS IS YOUR (directionless) LIFE.

Life after school makes about as much sense to me as getting an infinity symbol or feather tattooed on your body – it doesn’t make any sense whatsoever.

An Open letter to 20-something sleazebuckets at nightclubs:

Yes, if you’re that guy who proceeds to pull out lines like “Well well well, where are you off to then?” this one’s directed at you.

20 and cursed to a life of Singledom

My Grandmother has begun knitting my future children scarves and jumpers (apparently my first born is a boy, who knew?!) .

Sextistics – What does your number say about you?

Because let’s face it – people think about sex all the time.

1:03am, 17th of June.

I’ve never been further away from home than the Gold Coast. And even that was with family.