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How I met my Rockstar/Husband

I had been back in South Africa for almost a year… and I was staying with my friend at the time, while I finished my studies! 567 more words

THE breakup, a few years later.

I want to remember, when I know that I can’t go back.

Memories of what you were to me are fading. I know we did a lot of things but I don’t know exactly what. 225 more words

Whiskey & Ice.

I don’t do this.

I hate this in other people.

I’m always on the other side of this heart ache. I never intentionally do it for fun… But I don’t really care if I hurt them or not. 351 more words

This party's over.

I climb from this wreckage, as the smoke begins to clear from my eyes

I’ve never been diagnosed with depression, addiction or any sort of disorder. 778 more words

"Rock 'n' Roll is a terribly bad babysitter"

This is a long-winded expression about my love for all things musical + some concerts in between.

Over the years, I’ve come to love a certain feeling more so than any other, and it is this; when you’re in a room, packed with a thousand other people. 1.402 more words


'Muso Ramen...'

Those of you that know me know that I’m obsessed with gyozas and therefore ramen bars. Since I left Cairns we have been on the hunt for a place that is as good as Gambaramba in Cairns. 113 more words