The perfect storm.

The first hand written post in my new leather bound journal. This journal was given to me (ironically) by my vegetarian boyfriend. I must issue a firm thank you to Americano as this notebook is entirely made out of a dead cow….every vegetarians dream. The smell of lilac billows through my bedroom as the sound…

How To Find Your Balls (Literally & Figuratively).

“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past”.  After an unncessecful day of apartment hunting with Americano, we walked back to my apartment to put on a film. Picking the adaptation of my favourite novel “The Great Gatsby”, we at down to watch the tragedy unfold. Looking at the…