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Freedom is merely a philosophy. We are not people in the capital, we are bodies. … Do you know how it feels to be in fear of your life every day? Do you know how it feels to walk into a new space and wonder if they’ll accept you? Is that space built for you?…

“Wash your hands” Turn on the TV. Read a tweet. Swipe through Instagram. “I think we’re reaching peak!”   You already know what I’m talking about before I’ve even explicitly mentioned anything.   As we are all aware, the depth of discussion surrounding covid-19 is becoming too much to handle. This is to the point…

Do you feel it? Do you feel the heat racing through your body as if you’re trying to run away from being burned alive? Your mind keeps running, it keeps replaying, it starts to run wild through a forest of caging negativity. The emotional and bodily shock to your insides is a paradox that makes…

Why do we seek mass validation in order to feel secure? For many years, I have attempted to combat the philosophies of life. It comes from not just looking at the existence of super-natural beings, but allowing ourselves to purely understand ourselves. In our ‘Instagram generation’ (Old Person, 2019), we are met with the need…

To begin with, I definitely want to hate all men for the rest of my life. Secondly, I’m all about free bleeding. Thirdly, I think all women should grow out all their pubic hair to prove a massive point. In addition, I must be a lesbian if I care about women so much? And lastly……

The liberation of feeling a cold wet tear falling down your face. It cleanses you allowing for all your energy to be concentrated and released. Do you want to read a soppy story of how much I miss my grandmother? Don’t worry, a soppy, feel sorry for me story isn’t the aim of this article;…

The summer of 2017 was an obscure and difficult time for not only myself but my family also. The intense drain of A Levels and the constant messages and attention from others due to my late grandmother had vanished. We were left with empty souls and we pushed ourselves for all-new purposes. After heartbreak, misery…