The story of dino
From a young age, I have always had very obvious attachment issues. I needed an absolute best friend, I hated whenever my mum would have to go somewhere without me and I'd constantly need to be carrying my bit of 'crap'. Just a quick disclaimer - it is only I who can call it 'crap'. Anyway, I understand that you're probably feeling a little lost as to what 'crap' is, so let me explain... Honestly, I have no description for it but I'll list a few so you get the jist - A little
2 days ago
how my perspective on life changed
I have always lived in Yorkshire so you can imagine the scruffiness of my accent. Now, my Mum is a very well spoken lady - despite living in Yorkshire her whole life (like me). So well spoken that once someone asked me - "Your mum speaks so posh, and your dad has a very American accent, what the heck happened to you?". Honestly, it's a valid point. Anyway, back to the story. A month or so ago, I was chatting with my mother and recalling the times when she'd ask what I wanted
Nov 27
THE START OF HOPESTHOUGHTS
Hello and welcome to the website I made when I was stoned. See, I had one of those silly high moments (as you do) where you think everything you say is the smartest thing ever. So, then naturally I figured... I shall make a website. Upon waking up the next day, I found a long list of Wix subscriptions and questioned why on earth have I made this decision. But, I stuck through with it. It's had many twists and turns, sometimes it has been my hyperfixation (like now) and others
Nov 9





















