I thought our love was a fairytale, the sort that would never die. But as time passed I soon realised, that was a sweet, naïve little lie. I longed for the day I was rescued, a damsel in distress. But how our happy ending panned out, I’m sure, my dear, you’ll guess. It started with chocolates and flowers…
21 - Birmingham, UK
I’m a Copywriter in Advertising, swanning around the second city attempting to ‘adult,’ whilst maintaining a Peter Pan perspective on growing up.
I’m a passionate writer and poet, and I guess you label this as a coming of age blog. If coming of age means one minute sharing my deepest hopes and dreams, the next spent penning a (not so) passive aggressive piece about how I will never, ever understand the fuckboy.
Moving on up, royally cocking things up and everything in between, I'm finding myself in the adult world. Care to join? x