Dear Future Katy, I'm getting really fucking tired of this. How many more times am I going to have to mop my own blood off the floor, or change my bedsheets because I've cut myself whilst in a dissociative state, and blacked out Katy didn't even have the god damn decency to clean up her … Continue reading Do you remember what you did last night?
Dear Future Katy, I've been alone. We've all been alone. Being alone can be nurturing for the soul, a time to process and rejuvenate. Being lonely is whole different ball game. For me it starts with a physical feeling. A heavy neck , like some great force is pushing my head down (I know where … Continue reading Do you ever feel lonely?
Dear Future Katy, It's all gone a wee bit shit. I'm 22, homeless, penniless and gone so fucking nutty that you could spread me on toast with some strawberry jam. This time last year, I was racing around Europe, fuelled by my love for adventure and cheap beer. And now I'm sitting on a … Continue reading Do you regret your adventures?
Dear Future Katy, Why have I spent the evening curled up on my living room floor sobbing? Honestly, what did I gain out of that? Oh right yeah, the incentive to write to you! Cup of tea in hand, time to chat to the only person who actually knows it's going to be okay. I've been chatting … Continue reading Do you have a pet Alpaca?
Dear Future Katy, How you doing girl!? Long time no speak. You've heard all my excuses before so I propose we just hit the refresh button ey? Move on from the interval of silence. Well, my silence, because it's not like you have to actually do anything, is it Future Katy? You just get to read … Continue reading you better not… is it time for a new style of title?