So I guess I have a boy room/bedmate. We live together, like, every day. For like, months now.
I'm so glad I was born. I'm not sure how I would have come to exist if I wasn't, but I'm definitely not thankful enough that my parents decided to fuck around with their birth control and then actually have... Continue Reading →
Ah the first world problems I face as a wealthyish (hahaha) educated (excuse me while I cry into my MFA in Creative Writing) white (yep) woman (yepyepyep). I am bombarded by all these bodies on television and in Print media,... Continue Reading →
5. I am totally going to do my makeup AFTER I've started drinking Remember that time you were five years old and you went into Mum's room when she wasn't watching you and you went to her special bag and... Continue Reading →
My roommate has Cancer. And it fucking sucks. She is a 22 year old student who hoards mugs in her room (we know you do, once we had to rescue some from that den of despair because we were drinking... Continue Reading →
Oh hey you guys! My name is Hedgey and I'm a hedgehog that lives in Toronto with my roommates Paris and Dani, and my Mum Brodie. Brodie is the only person I won't bite in the whoooooollleeeee world, and sometimes... Continue Reading →