I have always hated bios, and it’s unlikely going to change anytime soon. It almost feels like there’s too much to say but at the same time none of it really matters.
I’m an old soul with a baby face living her dream in London, whilst other dreams got crushed along the way. My 20s have been unsettling at best, and I’m still coming to terms with all the painful endings and challenging beginnings. Oh, and I write about life and stuff.
Welcome to my messy brain and damaged heart x