Think I will write a collection of poems about how strange growing into an adult is after your childhood was stolen from u by mental illness & trauma, wish me luck x
a VUW course co-ordinator really did just make an announcement saying that in "bone tired" times like {being in the thick of an off-campus course that is poorly run, underfunded and does not give extensions} she likes "to use the metaphor one of my good friends uses about spoons"
Can't believe my eating disorder used to convince me a tbsp of dry cocoa was a suitable substitute for actual chocolate - this easter is gonna be real.