the girl writes life

I'm currently in between boys.

Singledom has gone straight to my head like a glass of good champagne. I can't help but be just a little addicted. My relationship was, at best, comfortable, which roughly translates to boring.
The spark ran out within months, even though we struggled along for 9 trying to relight it.

So I've gone a bit mad.

I'm enjoying, for now, being able to be compeltely unrestrained. Having those brilliant 'Fuck the consequences' experiences that come with being 20.

I've previously been a little more reserved than some of my friends in regards to these kinds of things. But the last few months grew in much such and obsessive desire to be free, that I felt it was stupid to ignore whatever it was my instincts were trying to tell me.