I hope you hate meaningless taglines as much as me
"the school environment was teaching me a very different way of coping with emotions, simply not to." So to explain this particular title, ill have to tell you a little about my life growing up. I'm the youngest child of three and the only boy, so when me and my sisters where playing together, it …
Continue reading Playing with Barbie: escaping toxic masculinity
I remember in primary school, playing power rangers in the grounds and getting rather upset with my friends as I had joined the game late, and the only power ranger left was the black ranger; which I didn't want to be. strangely I was fine pretending to be a brightly coloured spandex wearing super hero, …
Continue reading Black Power Ranger Moment: The joys of becoming colour blind
We've all had those knocks at the door. Most of my friends and family have developed specific tactics to avoid said Jehovah's house calls, playing loud thrash metal, pretending to have spontaneously combusted or as some of my forefathers have done; proclaimed their allegiance to the dark lord very obnoxiously in cape as they answer …
Why Perdita. I'd like to think it's pretentious with maybe just a bit of self aware procrastination. Probably just exceedingly pretentious. I've decided to start writing and you, you poor, poor bastard for some reason are reading this too. I recently decided to leave my hobby. Model making turns out to be harder habit to quit …
