Lately I’ve been on a “tinder binge”. Meaning that I’ve been using tinder as a platform to fuel a recently strengthened need for attention. Or in other words, I’ll sit and swipe through profiles until my eyes hurt.
In a recent sequence of events, aka ‘my love life’, I ran into a bit of a wall. Evidently I have a larger ego than I thought because I don’t take rejection very well.Read More »
‘Home’Read More »
In the three weeks since my 19th birthday, a new Toronto has become accessible to me. One where any apprehension older men previously held about my age is gone. 18 is legal but 19 is legal+.Read More »
A stereotype of the University life style… ladies and gentlemen…please give a big welcome to…CASUAL SEX.Read More »
As I write this initial sentence, only 28 minutes of my 18th year remain. And since I’ll probably have run out of time by the time I’m finished, you can assume that as you’re reading this, I’m now 19.Read More »
A Personal Essay: On embracing yourself and your life