Month: December 2017

A poem

being a little overweight or even a lot is absolutely fine it’s true nobody cares or notices here is an ode to fat hello fat you’re just fine as you are you’re lovely perfect and sexy pass the fucking cheese please.


The other night I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned, had weird dreams, watched Netflix, made tea, still couldn’t sleep, messed around online, eventually smoked a small joint. I slept. And in the morning I did yoga. Cat pose, child’s pose and cobra pose. I’m … Continue reading OM