Photo by Matthew Josephs I’ve never been on a blind date. The whole idea of it is just so embarrassing; I don’t understand why anyone would willingly put themselves through it. However, lately I’ve been feeling sort of alone / … Continue reading
I’ve been crashing on my friend Mavi’s sofa for the past two nights, trying to avoid going back to the basement from hell. Mavi is my beautiful, loud Italian friend who has a shaved head apart from one long … Continue reading
I’ve been back in London for twenty-four hours. It’s shit here. Although being back home in Nowheresville USA is akin to choking on normalcy, I already miss the comforts it provided—the warm bed, the constant supply of food, the unconditional … Continue reading
