A good bra is like a friend: hard to find one you're comfortable with, always provides support, holds you tight and is always close to your heart. Though I suspect that some are a little prickly at times... Check out what everyone else is doing over at A Dissolute Life Means... Something slightly different for #Boobday was... Continue Reading →
I encased my heart in stone so as to stop it from beating
I encased my feet in wax so as to stop them from running away. Actually that's not entirely true. My heart is not encased in stone. It beats on even when it feels like it is forever broken. Love can hurt, but not loving hurts even more. And it would take more than a little... Continue Reading →