My blog is a collection of answers people don’t want to hear to questions they didn’t ask.
― Sebastyne Young


Writing is not a hobby. It's the only way I get to shut up the demons in my head.
― Mark Maish


Prose is architecture, not interior decoration.
― Ernest Hemingway


Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.
― Unknown



loving you is easy cos you're beautiful

loving you is easy cos you're beautiful








a crazy concept, a fucked up feeling, a...


a thing that leaves me speechless.


But love is what makes the world go round. The love for money, the love for power, for people, for sex, for everything. Our wold is sustained through love.


Can you explain love though? It's not that fuzzy feeling in the pit of our stomachs or the butterflies we get - even though this is what we're taught by American films.


Love is timeless and indescribable. Yet we all want it. We all want love. We all want to experience it in some way.


I want to experience love, I really do.


The thing is, we have this want, need even, for love - but do we love ourselves?


Can you look yourself in the mirror and tell yourself that you love you?

Can you scream it from the roof tops?

Can you make it evident through your characteristics?


Before you experience the fairy tale idea of love, love yourself.

So many people don't, and it's not just females, so many guys don't love themselves either. It's a disease that effects most people, regardless of sex, age, race, whatever.

Loving yourself can be one of the hardest things to ever do because we all have our insecurities. 


I know I do. I'm insecure about a tonne of things and even though it was tough, I love myself now.

I love my flaws but understand I need to improve on things.


Don't let anyone put you down, especially you! You are your own biggest enemy.


Love yourself baby

If you haven't got you, who's got you?


with love x



*Taken from Quenelle's previous blog

A Bizarre Fear

A Bizarre Fear

Silence is the answer.

Silence is the answer.