362 : try — by tasha on Tuesday, 27 December 2016

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Try. Try and leave your fingermarks on my heart, and not just my neck. Try and leave bruises on my soul. Admire, if you will, ...

350 : can't make fire, only smoke — by tasha on Thursday, 15 December 2016

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part of the issue was that you kissed me with such familiarity. you kissed me, leaning over the breakfast table and stealing my toa...

347 : bang bang, two shots fired — by tasha on Monday, 12 December 2016

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I don’t know if I believe in guardian angels or not, but if they are up there –  if there’s someone keeping watch –  then I bet she...

274 : a lover to burn — by tasha on Friday, 30 September 2016

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i think it started when you realised that i wanted to be ruined a little bit more than i wanted to be loved i think it st...

268 : all my sleeves are stained red — by tasha on Tuesday, 27 September 2016

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There's a monster in your bed, kid.  You let him in. You took his hand. You showed him your home. There's a monster i...

214 : bite that tattoo on your shoulder — by tasha on Monday, 1 August 2016

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When he ambles out of the shower, towel slung around his hips, you no longer blush and avert your gaze. The water droplets clinging to ...

165 : i saw the sun rise — by tasha on Monday, 13 June 2016

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I was in a charity shop this morning, and I had a Take That album in my hands. I don't listen to Take That - they were yours. I tur...

153 : we will stumble through heaven — by tasha on Wednesday, 8 June 2016

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When I'm tired or sad, I put things off until I feel a little more alive. I read the messages from my friends and I make moves to...

139 : i'm living in an empty room — by tasha on Wednesday, 1 June 2016

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It kind of – it aches.  It still aches.  Lauren liked a photo of yours, and it came up on my newsfeed. I can see what my Dad means ...

130 : how your hands felt in my hair — by tasha on Saturday, 14 May 2016

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There's going to come a time when one of us leaves. And when that happens - you know it will, and I'm so sorry - remember who...

121 : fire meet gasoline — by tasha on Tuesday, 3 May 2016

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He looked at me like I was a painting. He stood back and admired me with greedy, pale eyes. Maybe 'admired' is wrong. The...

108 : take my hand, i'll teach you to dance — by tasha on Sunday, 17 April 2016

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It's estimated that there are 1,025,109 words in the English language.  Words like divinity, like serendipitous. Words like ard...

106 : if i seem dangerous, would you be scared — by tasha on

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Listen to me, little bird. There are times to hurt and there are times to cry and there are times when the world feels like a lonel...

103 : you don't have to wear your best fake smile — by tasha on Saturday, 16 April 2016

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1. You once held your fist up and said “your heart is the size of your fist.”  And yes, I know that to be true. And you have used y...

89 : you think my bruised knees are sort of pretty — by tasha on Monday, 4 April 2016

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: 5am and Geoglyphs : People talk about us in hushed tones. They watch us in the same way that you watch a car crash. And the...

87 : the lace in your dress tangles my neck — by tasha on Monday, 28 March 2016

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You were looking at me funny. Not in the "I haven't seen you in three years, let me take you in," way. You looked qui...

80 : i remember every scar — by tasha on Wednesday, 23 March 2016

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Hi, I'm a buddhist who has been Christened and who sneaks into an Anglican cathedral when my head gets too loud.  It's always...

79 : i'm counting the steps to the door of your heart — by tasha on Tuesday, 22 March 2016

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It turns out that I am not a femme fatale. I'm nineteen years old. I spend half of my time surrounded by my juniors and the other...

73 : i've been sleeping on your side for some time — by tasha on Monday, 14 March 2016

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It turns out that two people can love each other and love each other and love each other and they can still fall apart and scatter like...

70 : i'm not just some face you used to know — by tasha on Saturday, 12 March 2016

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It was never just me. You walked into a room and everyone gravitated towards you. You exuded this feeling of warmth, this feeling of co...