When I was 16 there was a boy that I was, to put it frankly, obsessed with. We had been in the same high school since the age of 11, but it wasn’t until Year 10 that we started having lessons together and my longing for him began.
We became good friends, speaking every day…
It was a normal Friday night in Oxford in March 2019. As usual, my flatmates and I decided to go out clubbing. This involved getting way too drunk in an attempt to forget life's troubles.
I had just lost my virginity earlier that year and, for some reason, I thought that gave me some sort…
I was writing moody short stories and living in a tiny house with six girls by the river in Exeter. She (let’s call her F) was living in the uni’s second fanciest halls and working on her Harry Potter Society presidency campaign. It was a classic love story.
We’d been seeing each other for a…
New Year’s Day 2017—purposely a day of celebration, but always the worst day of the year. Why do we always bring in a fresh calendar of opportunities with a raging headache and a glass of Berocca? Why can’t we celebrate anything nice without inflicting dozens of tiny tequila stabs to the liver? Do we actually…