The Confessions Of An Attention Whore: Of Sailed Ships

Muse: My Chocolate Doughnut ..if you know ,you know đŸ˜‰ I’d stick my teeth into your awesome chocolatey goodness every damn day… Might I add, she is looking like a 5 course gourmet meal today, heck she looks like this everyday. ( ok focus Angie, Focus)   Where were we?… Some relationships were meant to …

The Confessions Of An Attention Whore: Neutral is Negative

The Confessions Of An Attention Whore: Neutral is Negative

  (These were taken on my phone at Coffee Casa)             This is another one of those. I have been battling with publishing this post. It has been seated as a draft for close to three months now. Writing this one has been especially hard because it seems to target …

The Confessions of An Attention Whore: On Dreams Unachieved and Steps Untaken

                I wrote this post on the 15th of November 2017. I did not publish it. Publishing it felt like I was admitting to failure and much as I’d like to think I am fearless, admitting to failure is not something I would readily do. It means that …

The Confessions Of An Attention Whore: On Trust

“Do you trust me?” he asked, half expecting that this was a rhetorical question and half holding his breath as he really didn’t know what answer to expect. This is one of those questions I answered so easily. Come to think of it, how easily the answer flowed was reason to panic. But to be honest, …

The Confessions Of An Attention Whore: On Body Image and Self Worth

You have one body… All your life! You have one body… All your Life! I cannot say this enough!! You have one body…Just one. Your entire life! You are the one you are stuck with, your entire life!! For the longest time, that felt like jail. I mean, being stuck with myself felt more like …