The misadventures of the heart and sometimes, the stomach.

Advice For The Next One.

I know you didn’t ask but here’s some advice for the next one:   He. His lips tastes like his favourite g&t, sometimes of cigarettes and – depending on how hard you kiss him – of blood. Trace the callouses of his knuckles and if you pay close attention, you will realise that his signature

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  My love, I am writing to tell you that I am giving up. It’s not that I have stopped loving you. No, that can’t be further from the truth. And it’s not that I have found another – how could I when I still search for you in the eyes of strangers?   It’s

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