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Does this mean I’m Kate Moss now?

It's weird because I don't want you back but I can't stop listening to this song.

And I wanna be there when you're coming down And I wanna be there when you hit the ground So don't go away, Say what you say Say that you'll stay Forever and a day In the time of my life Because I need more time, Yes, I need more time Just to make things right Me and you - what's going on? All we seem to know is how to show The feelings that are wrong. So don't go away, Say what you say Say that you'll stay Forever and a day In the time of my life Because I need more time, Yes, I need more time Just to make things right I can't say I'll ever forgive you for ruining the finale of a Courteeners gig by choosing that moment to tell me you were seeing someone new and bringing her to the party with you. But I guess there's something poetic in there somewhere. So touché, you bastard.

#oasis #don't go away

|book ends|

You ran your hand down the center of my chest,with your fingertips barely touching my skin. There were candles and you told me that you loved me.

Your phone lights up, you leave. Just a couple of drinks, having a laugh for a few hours that’s all. No big deal.

Dairy free life

When I was a teenager I had the occasional spot or break out, never really had to worry too much and basically ate and drank everything I wanted.

As I got older, towards the age of 23 I started to get unbelievably bad break outs across my jaw and chin. I tried a million different topical treatments. Every google search told me it was hormonal, and the obvious cure was to change my contraception. Which I didn’t take. Fab, no miracle cure there for me.

23 is a really crappy age to suddenly develop adult acne. It came and went over the years and I couldn’t ever find a correlation as to what was causing it, so I’ve just put it down to hormones and it being ‘one of those things’

I’m now 27, and right in the middle of the avocado loving- vegan- gluten free frenzy that is taking over. And to be honest, working in restaurants means I’m one of the first people to roll my eyes at these people. So when I was at a local greasy spoon with my best friend last month, and she ordered a BLACK TEA, I had a few things to say about it.

Becky said that she stopped drinking milk for a couple of reasons- ethical and otherwise. I brushed it off and drank my milky sugary brew. And then ordered another.

Since them, I became more and more aware of people who didn’t eat dairy. I started to look into it myself, and found a million and one articles about the negative effect dairy has on your skin. I’m not a scientist, and I can’t provide you with clinical evidence or even trials. But when these guys are saying makes sense.

Here’s a few other things I learnt:

There is abundance of a hormone called IGF-1 in milk, which is really good for baby cows, but not for you. IGF-1 is a growth hormone. It makes baby cows grow up big and strong, but in humans, it tends to make your acne grow big instead. IGF-1 is one of several factors that cause inflammation in humans, and which eventually lead to acne (and the ugly redness and swelling that makes acne so annoying).

Milk and dairy products cause an insulin spike in humans that cause the liver to produce even more IGF-1, leading to even more acne.

Dairy causes your skin to produce excess sebum (oil), leading to – you guessed it! – more clogged pores, more acne, and a breeding ground for P. acnes bacteria, which feed on your sebum and spew out inflammatory by-products.

Dairy glues together dead skin cells inside your pores, so they can’t exit naturally, leading to clogged pores (and thus more acne).

And reading this over and over again, how can I not give it up? I drink A LOT OF MILK. With my cereal and coffee intake, I worked out I consume around 4 pints a day. And that’s not taking into account all of the butter and cheese I eat working in an Italian restaurant.

So 3 days ago I decided to go cold turkey. Here’s what I found:

People in restaurants despise you when you ask for dairy free options

Dairy is in everything. Goodbye my morning Pain au chocolat

Soya milk taste like gravel and is actually bad for you. Wonderful

I hate coconut milk

Sugar syrup at Starbucks has dairy in.

When you go to parties, events, work gatherings, the only food they offer is pizza. Cheese = dairy. Hungry again.

So long story short, if I’m going to keep this up I need to educate myself on dairy free alternatives, eat out less and prepare my own meals more because the world is absolutely crammed with dairy products.

I’ve decided to go 8 weeks cold turkey and see if I notice a difference,maybe it will be the miracle cure I’ve been looking for. Maybe i’ll just be malnourished and thin. Who knows but it’s worth a try!

#dairy #dairyfree #diet #lifestyle #intolerance #healthyeating #nutrition

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I've given myself a lot of shit recently. You know when you have a thing that naggles at the back of your mind because you know you have to do it. Sending a text to the person you're arguing with, looking at your bank statement after the weekend. That kind of feeling. I keep getting it because I haven't strung more than 10 words together on paper for a really long time. I write phone numbers, email addresses and names down all day long at work. For 9 hours a day I speak and write words that get me from A to B but they don't really mean that much. My friends berate me a little bit sometimes, they say I'm good at writing, why don't I do more with it etc. And it puts this pressure on me that I never wanted to feel about something that I love. The reason I don't, and can't do more with it is because I only write a very small amount of things, very rarely, when something out of the ordinary makes me stop what I'm doing and make note of the exact though process that's going through my head. More often than not its just my feelings about a particular matter; some more profound than others. But it isn't systematic and it doesn't serve a function. I'm not intending to start a political movement or give people a new perspective on a great literary theory. I just write when I think I need to, it's my therapy and sometimes I need it more than other times. Since 2008 I've written so many things on this blog and found comfort in the fact that one person might read it and think I have a pretty good point. I have marketed myself in such a way that of you didn't know me you'd think I was an eternal spinster with no heart who hates children. But on here all I do is gush about love and my friends and all of the trials and tribulations of life. Writing is my alter ego and also completely who I am. It's nice to have one little thing in life that you don't feel the need to make a great success from, and for that to be okay