• Relationships

    Expiration dates

    I wish friendships came with expiration date labels. Why? So when they run out you have some form of warning. That when it hits that date the shock isn’t so rude. It’s like when you pull out the milk you forgot about, you check the date and think ‘already? what a shame!’ Friends don’t come with any forewarning of expiration, because life is so unplanned. Well, as a young 22 year old I wish I had taken more notice to the signs that the expiration date could come, warning or not. I wish I’d not brushed it off with excuses. I wish I hadn’t told myself that quantity means more…

  • Relationships

    Hopelessly Devoted

    There is something sadistic about that childhood game with the flower petals. He loves me, He loves me not. Picking off the last petal and having the verdict be a ‘love me not’ was the end of the world in the school yard. Yet when maturity kicks in, ripping up and burning that flower seems almost satisfying.