Relationships should not be this emotionally draining. They should not make me feel this way. Why is this so hard? I need a drink. I can not and will not continue to love someone who treats me this way.

Friday, August 31, 2012. I live and work in Toronto. I like drawing, crisp autumn mornings, browsing book covers and train rides. I dislike alarm clocks, cheese, spiders and people who are loud. Well placed and designed tattoos. Yikes, what is the function of this blog anymore? VISIT ME AT katedominaart. How to embrace the H! .

And every day she saves me. The breaking point, just behind me. So glad I lived through it. When everything felt wrong and nothing was going right. It was only just the beginning. One small action at a time. Patience and trust, my only friends at times. Recently I have felt as though. And left me a youth.

I decided to get a new name for my shop and a new blog felt necessary as a result of that.

The opinions, stories and life lessons of a twenty-something. Tuesday, 5 July 2011. Bowling for Adults; a Whole New Ball Game. The bowling alley I remember was in an Irish town called Carlow. The perfect bowling experience as a kid was a meal in Abra Kebabra, followed by sweets and fizzy drink while playing the game. The sides would be up, of course, and the bowling balls were light and kid friendly. You would be home by 9 pm and damn it, back then, that was late! Dear Claw Machines,.