Xavier.

Who is Xavier, more so, what is Xavier? Xavier is a supernatural entity that finds a way into even the strongest of minds. Acting upon repressed urges and hidden thoughts, a Xavier finds his way into the heart, and into the boudoir.

Cinderella and A Cocktail.

Joining the masses of faux fur and over priced clothing, I headed to David Peacut square to attend Toronto Fashion Week. Being surrounded by photographers attempting to capture candid shots of guests, it was quite impossible to not pose. While I have a firm love of fashion, I fail to see the allure of fashion…

Vino Dreams.

Head leaned against the window, I watch the rain drip down the window pane. Driving by moving people and an urban landscape, I stare out at the city before me.  Through each drop of rain, subtle nuances of the past drip down the pane. Looking up from my comfortable position, I notice that the UBER…

Keep it in your pants.

Nothing like a bright and humid summer day spent at the Toronto Rogers centre to make for a lovely evening. Nat and I spent the day watching my cousin play for the Toronto Argonauts. In all honesty, we both know absolutely nothing about Football. Neither of us understand the sport, or even why half naked…

Empty bottles and a club full of gays.

Tired and still hungover from my four days of binge drinking in Montreal, I undressed and tucked myself into the bed of my Toronto condo and began to reminisce. The trip was quite interesting and highly eventful for not only did I spend four amazing nights with some of my best friends, I also experienced…

Wanderlusting Montreal

As we stepped off of the greyhound, we took in our surroundings… we were in Montreal. Montreal is a city within Quebec, in which was colonized by the French hundreds of years ago. Quebec is one of the only provinces in Canada in which speaks French as their first language. Being my first time going…

Violentines Day- Part: 2

With cynicism in the air, and hatred in our lungs, we began to paint the world black. Dressed in a colour as dark as out souls, we celebrated the new holiday that I like to call “Violentines day”. For those who have not yet read my post Violentines Day: Part 1, I must assure you…

I wrote this while I was drunk.

11:48 at night, and I am 100% drunk. The creativity flows through my brain as I attempt to sit down and gather my thoughts. Striking up enough courage to attend his housewarming party, I walked in and ended up having a good time. With over 10 shots of Jager in my body, I board the…

Insanity and a drunken stupor.

Drunk and light headed, I sit down at Witt’s desk and begin to write. The demons in which I have been desperately trying to hide have quickly unearthed and have risen to the surface. Within life, we can only try to contain our own minds for so long…but there comes a time when we must…

Sad faces in packed places.

Last night was all a blur. As it turns out, I decided to go to a party with a couple friends. With a 375mL bottle of Jager in hand, we headed out into the vast abyss of sweaty bodies within a cloud of intoxication. Prior to leaving, I was sitting cross legged on Witt’s  bed…