I've started a new blog called 'just Katie" where I've published my first post about the death of my mother in January this year, please follow.
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I've started a new blog called 'just Katie" where I've published my first post about the death of my mother in January this year, please follow.
Fresh starts?
Please follow my new account-Ā https://katieoliver536832310.wordpress.com
It would mean a great deal if you could follow my new account where I will be talking about the shock of losing my mother suddenly, sepsis and dealing with grief. I also want to be able to start fresh with my writing.
Ā Many thanks
Katie x
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I am a girl.
(My first ever attempt at poetry!) I am a girl. The clothes I wear, doesnāt give you permission to stare. They arenāt an invitation for you to touch, am I really asking for too much? I am a girl. Boys, think they can force themselves into us, All because they have no control over what they lust. I am a girl. Fuck your sugar and spice and all things nice. I am a girl. Strong, independent andā¦
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Dear 13 year old me.
Dear 13 year old me. Iām 21 now, remember when you couldnāt wait to get to this age? Why were you in such a rush to grow up? After all it is nothing like you expected. Virtually everything is different to what you pictured it to be like. Baby girl, love is absolutely not how you thought it was portrayed in the movies. You learn it the hard way, Itās a mixture of all the best things in the worldā¦
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The journey of feeling better.
My last post was about struggling with anxiety and depression, which I was diagnosed with back in March. Itās very hard to read back, because I was in such a horrible scary and dark place, that literally felt like it would never end. I was constantly crying, having panic attacks daily. I would ring up my mum in floods of tears on the floor unable to talk or breath. My stomach literally was inā¦
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Mental illness: You are not alone.
I may look like me but I am far from it right now. Last few months have been exhausting. Iāve been diagnosed with anxiety and depression, Iāve been booked into counselling sessions and started taking anti depressants but oh my god, this has been one of the most challenging times in my life. I donāt look ill so therefore itās hard for people to understand and even though some of my friends knowā¦
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A letter to a daughter I don't have.
A letter to a daughter I donāt have.
A letter to the daughter I donāt have.Ā Dear baby girl, you donāt exists right now, but one day when Iām ready to have a family thereās things I would want you to know as my daughter. Number 1, I will always be there for you, whatever happens. Iāve always dreamt of having a close relationship with any child I may be blessed with. I want you to be able to come to me and tell me any troubles youā¦
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Love: for the tinder and Netflix and chill generation.
Love. Itās a funny thing, itās never what it appears. It can be so simple and it can be really complicated, itās so different to each person but can turn the strongest of people into weak giggling messes.However the notion of love is changing. Apart from the fact that LGBT community is becoming vastly more accepted, and rightly so. The freedom to love who ever the heck you want with out ourā¦
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You came into my life. The walls came down.. and when you left they came back. Higher.
Iām not the person you fell in love with anymore, Iām the person whose heart you broke. Iām the person who got stronger and now id rather be my own.
What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.. but also turns you into a heartless savage.
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mmmmm life is good! šš¼
Watch the good girl break your heart and fuck you up, all because you were too dumb to see what you had.
The good girl
True
So much better without you.
Your loss
Missing them is never going to stop hurting. It might be in the back of your mind, you might even forget about it for a while, but it will always be there. Itāll hit you when youāre least expecting it. Thatās the worst part of it, you know? The pain comes out of the blue. Youāll be sitting drinking a cup of tea at 3 in the afternoon and youāll remember how they took their tea with milk, no sugar. Youāll remember how their hair used to stick up all over the place because they would forget to brush it. Youāll remember how they used to laugh so hard that tears would run races down their flushed cheeks. But these are good memories, right? This is how you want to remember them. Next minute youāre doubled over, clutching your stomach and silently screaming to release the pain thatās tearing into your heart. Muffled tears and crescent-shaped scars on your palm where you clench your fingers so hard to stop yourself from feeling the knives in your stomach, in your back, in your heart. This is pain. And this pain never stops.
Theyāre gone and this is the kind of pain you have to learn to live with, 02/01/2016 (via afadingdancer)
Itās scary how I wrote this at the start of the year and never realised just how fucking relevant this could become to me in literally the space of 10 months
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