My grand-father died a fortnight ago and it’s hit me hard.
I can’t believe that the silver-haired man in the tatty oilskins and muddy boots with his twine around his waist isn’t here anymore. 449 more words
Hey there, I’m Elia and this is my small blog where I post my ramblings and thoughts on life.
I’ll begin by saying that I’m a normal teenage girl who goes to Topshop and realises that most of the clothes are too slutty, buys excessive amounts of cheap and unnessary make up and then tries to apply it as well as Tanya Burr (but obviously fails miserably…) and I watch way too much Gossip Girl and You Tube. 99 more words
My roommate and I lay in our respective beds, having just turned out the lights and unwinding from a long day. Somehow or another, our conversation turned to the future, as it so often does during those late-night, just-before-bed roommate talks, and it occurred to us that within five years, some of us, some of our friends from college, would be married. 793 more words