somewhere down the line i think i've gotten too afraid to write. i filled my life with other things and mostly felt like i could do without. i miss it, but i know i don't posses any great talent to write a fantastic book. and i don't think i'd want to write a book that isn't fantastic - if nothing else, at least in my eyes. i think i could write a ( Read more... )

lesson learned.

( i think )

i've got expensive perfume and skin coloured underwear. i've got drawers and a candle jammed into an empty prosecco bottle. i've got a kitchen table in my bedroom and post-its stuck to my wardrobe. i've got pretty dresses and long-lash mascara. i've got trainers and high heels and pointe shoes, the soles worn with use. i've got curtains that hang ( Read more... )

as i was thinking about me being in a relationship i realised something. even though i generally think i am a pretty cool person, i felt sorry for the imaginary someone who'd be in a relationship with me. because they'd be stuck with me. and if they didn't have me, they could have someone much more supportive. way prettier. cooler. harder working. ( Read more... )

i feel things. i feel like my body is falling apart. i can't remember things and my back hurts and my hip aches and am i eighty yet? the answer is still no. it's still twenty-three. but that doesn't seem to matter. i feel calloused and it makes me feel old. i used to feel things so sharply. the world used to be so pointy and life used to hurt so ( Read more... )

the thing about dancing is that you shouldn't compare yourself to others. (you shouldn't ever do that really, but that's not what i want to talk about now) it's good to look at other dancers and observe the way they do things, you can take the things that make you think hey, i like the way they do that and use them in your own dancing. it makes you ( Read more... )

the thing about reading books, i realised today, is this ( Read more... )

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then there's something else.

on wednesday i had a conversation with some lovely girls, and we were talking about hair. washing your hair, to be more precise. one of the girls mentioned that she knows someone who doesn't wash their hair. ever. she rinses it, sure, but she doesn't use shampoo. apparently she had the most beautiful hair ever. this ( Read more... )