The Day After.

I was scared to hope yesterday. I looked at the polls before i went to sleep. I crossed my fingers and thought “Maybe, just maybe, 2016 will end on a high note. Maybe it will be different from Brexit. Maybe the voters will do the right thing. ”

I was right to be scared.  Somehow the US has elected someone who is unfamiliar with politics and who condemns so many people simply because they’re different from him, and I honestly don’t know what to do.

I am heartbroken that he has won. I am heartbroken over the massive step back the world has taken by the US electing a homophobic misogynist bigot as their leader.

I have spent hours and hours looking at the news and trying to find something good, something to hope for. But like with Brexit, I am left feeling hopeless and angry.

I think one of the scariest things is the thought “how could this happen?” because the answer is just too cruel: There are more racists and misogynists out there than we thought. There are people with such an enormous amount of hatred that they chose hate over progress. People did this. People chose this. And because of those people, the American women, lgbtq+, non-caucasian and disabled might lose their rights that they have fought so hard for. I am terrified of this and that the thought of all of that being okay will spread to the rest of the world.

I am scared and angry, and I want to do something. I want to fight this.

But for today I dont have the energy or the resolve. I can only mourn.

We’ll see about tomorrow.

Be safe out there.

P.S: For all of the Americans who voted for Hillary but got this instead: I am so, so, sorry. 

Music and the Election

I have been listening to a lot of music lately, especially stuff by female bands/singers/artists. Why? Why not honestly. It’s good music. Also, it gives me some hope for the world with the whole…the American Election that is currently going on. It might be a bit silly, but it helps with the hopelessness of not being able to do anything, to listen to some good music made by women who are talented, who defy the “norm”, the “expected” or who just simply do their thing because they want to.

We have come a long way, thankfully. We have rights now. But there is still such a way to go, not just for women but for all people who are deemed not welcome in a society that glorifies the Caucasian man above all.

I dont know. I am just scared about this election. I was scared about Brexit and I’m scared for this result.

Go vote American people. And let’s cross our fingers that the right candidate wins.

Be safe.

Music I’ve been listening to recently


Remember back in April when I was all like “OMG HOW IS IT ALMOST MAY”. Well… Now it’s September. Somehow.

I seem to be spending a lot of time talking about how time passes. It’s weird isn’t it? Passing time by talking about how time passes. And passing time by talking about passing time and how weird it is that time passes….

Passing no longer sounds like a word to me. Ha!

I found The Cure’s Greatest Hits on CD today for a pound. A POUND! (or, sort of the equivalent in DKK.) I’m listening to it as I write this. I approve of the electric bass very much. (Also this song cause it is indeed Friday and I am in love!)

I would tell you, dear void, about what I’ve been doing over the past months since I last wrote anything on here but… It’s slightly a blur? I will reconvene at another point and tell you more, once my mind has start to cooperate again. It’s been 29 degrees today. I have been outside in it. Oh sunburn and heat – Why are you here and why is it not yet autumn weather?? Why must you turn my brain into mushhhh?? Mush is a weird word…. ANYWAY

Oh and I changed the design of the blog. Hope you like it! I added my links to Instagram and Twitter and everything!

See you soon dear void. (Yes, soon. No that’s not a joke. Stop laughing! I mean it! I’ll be back soon!)


Graduation and Denmark

So… My university career is officially over – this part of it is anyway. I graduated with a BA in Creative Writing and I honestly can’t wait to never have to write an English Lit essay ever again (Yes that was totally a sentence).

But yes. With the sweet comes the sour, and now that I have finished university, I am back in Denmark. I miss the UK so much already, even though it’s only been about a week since I left. I mean, I hope I’ll be back someday, if I can (god dammit Brexit giving me anxiety over shit) but for the moment, it’s time to sort out my things and figure out what direction I want to take in life now.

Anyway. I went to a lovely place in Denmark called Silkeborg the other day with my parents, so here are some pictures, as usual.

See you around void. I’ll try to post more stuff on here.


(c) All photographs in this post belong to 2016

Goodbye For Now

Exactly one week ago I officially moved out of Wales: I didn’t do it because I wanted to, but because my time at University was coming to an end. I spent 3 years of my life in a tiny town in Wales called Lampeter, with only a few thousand inhabitants, and I don’t think i expected to enjoy it as much as I did. I am incredibly glad to be out of that little tiny town though – cabin-fever was about to set in and it is not a comfortable feeling.

But God do I miss Wales. I knew that I would, and it especially hit me over my last few weeks at university, where I had many walks around campus and in the near area, to just enjoy it and soak in the scenery before it was all over. It really is weird to miss a place that you also kinda disliked – I was never a small town person. But I am so glad for those three years and everything that came with it. It was a bittersweet feeling to leave but I really do hope that I will be back in Wales again at some point (and not just for the graduation ceremony), somewhere maybe a bit bigger than Lampeter, but still in Wales: I miss the language and the red kites and the stupid Welsh headlines about sheep being stolen by a Spaceship.

Enough ranting though. On my walks over the last few weeks of living on campus, I took some snapshots of the area. So…Pictures? Pictures.

The view from one of the hills in town


Newly done park on campus
The river/stream running through campus
Coffee at my favourite café
University living shenanigans
More shenanigans
The view of campus from the library
The Old Building – I lived here for two out of the three years at uni.

So… Who knows what’s going to happen in the future. Maybe I’ll be back in Wales.. Maybe I wont. Not knowing is both exciting and incredibly terrifying. But we’ll see what happens…

(c) All photographs in this post belong to 2016


How Is It Already April

Honestly can’t believe it’s already April…It’s the end of April as well which means….


I can’t. Where did this year go???

… I don’t even have to ask myself that. I know where it went. It got morphed into a reality full of bus rides, trips to London, and a hell of a lot of university work.

I just calculated that so far this year, I’ve spent 70 hours on busses. SEVENTY. I mean, worth it, definitely. It also meant getting up way too early in the morning, which did have its perks, like getting to see town all dead and hearing the birds wake up in the morning. And getting lovely sights like the fields covered in frost:


Going to London often, brought a lot of cool stuff in general really (you know, other than the whole, getting to see someone I love) like… getting to be in Chinatown around the Chinese New Year:


Seeing a freaking adorable freaking fox (they make such terrifying sounds at night I swear to god)


Finally getting to see London at night


Saw this bus (which is definitely not my lover) on my way to London


Many lovely writing sessions


And just.. generally lovely things.


I mean, I don’t want to sugar-coat it: While these past four months have been incredible, they’ve also been extremely taxing and so intensely stressful. I had a feeling they would be, as I’m in my last few months of University but god damn have they been intense. I think my next post will be a few pictures of what my room actually looks like when University is stressful as heck – Cause life is not perfect and we shouldn’t pretend like it is – it’s okay that it’s not! that’s just… life.

Anyway. Enough rambling. It’s 3am and I should really go to bed.

Goodnight folks! Until next time.



One Year Later


Say “Cheese!” Harharhar

About a year ago, something major happened in my life. It was the thing I referred to in the posts “Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha-Chaaanges” and “A New Chapter”.

And now it’s already been a year. It has been such a long year and such a short year all at the same time… In fact, I don’t think I’ll ever stop being astonished with the passing of time and how big of a difference it makes.

I’m not going to talk about what happened a year ago on this day. I spent too much time on that whole ordeal already and I’m not going to waste any more on it. All I really wanted to say was : A year ago, I thought I would never be happy again. One year later, I am the happiest I have ever been.

On shitty days it may not seem likely, and dear goddess do I have bad days every now and then, such is life, but….It does get better. 

That’s my update for now, full of happiness and gratitude for my wonderful family, both the blood-related and the chosen one.

Until next time dear void, (where I will actually talk about something, instead of just vaguely hinting at my happiness. lol)


(also, it wouldnt be me if i didn’t leave you with a few songs I’ve been obsessed with lately. ehehehe)



 (c) All photographs in this post belong to 2016