matching flower tattoos & motorbike gears

she was driving when I looked over from the passenger seat. one hand on the wheel, the other adding emphasis to her words a telling symptom of her greekness. like a meteor shredding through earthโ€™s atmosphere smashing into earthโ€™s plains and distorting the landscape, i was suddenly and inexplicably hit by the mortality of the [...]

unwanted affection (don’t touch me).

is it too much to ask for consent. is it too emasculating for him to even consider a no. a stop. a donโ€™t touch me. (victim blaming) shaming slut. whore. She asked for it, they say. But she wasnโ€™t asked anything It was taken Stolen. Why do we ignore him? Why isnโ€™t he held accountable? [...]

a sequel

i pushed through the wind and there was something so painfully beautiful in the action so simple yet so powerful. i pushed through the wind and i felt carefree young happy i was who i was meant to be in that moment, unapologetically flawed and absolutelyย beautiful. i learnt something that day in the park, surrounded [...]