You know that scene where Bridget Jones misses Daniel Cleaver so much she decides to surprise him by turning up to his door only to find him in there with another woman? It’s a cliché we’ve seen in many chick-flicks,
Whilst I didn’t find the romantic love I was hoping for during my solo trip to Mexico last September, I found something greater: love for myself. Time away made me realise that I was cripplingly insecure, and so was looking
A couple of weeks ago, I was texting the guy I’d very recently started seeing when out of nowhere I received a photograph of his erect penis. I say out of nowhere because there was literally no warning or build
The club was the nicest I’d ever seen: fancy filament light bulbs and chandeliers hung from the tropical trees of the jungle, and the DJ played psychedelic house tunes from a wooden shack to a young crowd of dreamers from
“Imagine that every person in the world is enlightened but you. They are all your teachers, each doing just the right things to help you learn perfect patience, perfect wisdom, perfect compassion.” Gautama Buddha I have always loved to experience
Why me? We think as we lie on our beds in tears. I’m nice, I’m relatively good looking, I’m ambitious, and more to the point I did everything for him. How could he do this to me? What’s wrong with
The night before I arrived in Tulum, a girl I met had enjoyed a night of passion with a rather cute Mexican guy. When I arrived the next day and met her, she excitedly told me all about it: the