“Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.” ― Henry James Blogging from exotic locations once more, I will start by promising you that this post…
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Where to start? Well, it’s not my birthday just yet so the carefully penned essay bemoaning the cruel fate that is ageing is still to come. However, I will turn twenty-one on Friday 29th March…
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There’s no better feeling than being in love. It’s exhilarating, intoxicating, a giddy rush… until it isn’t. Three words. That’s all it took. Having the person who I truly cared about more than anyone else…
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