Pensive Piscean

Come swim in my ocean, amidst pearls and seaweed and resist the urge to drown

Month

July 2018

How writing saved me… from myself

The earliest memory I have of honest writing was when I was 12. Although I’d kept a diary since I was eight, up to that point it composed mostly of details of – silly daily rants, tiffs with friends, boys… Continue Reading →

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