How to successfully maintain a long-distance female friendship
by Sophie Bettencourt
To my old friend, I think of you often.
I am thinking of you right now. I sit in my childhood bedroom, where we would have sleepovers every month. We would plan midnight feasts of our favourite snacks, tell each other stories and make our own ‘TV show’. I remember when we became friends— we were seven and you were new to the school. …
My mum’s girlfriends
When the theme “Girlfriends” was introduced, I began thinking about all the friendships I’ve had with girls throughout my life in an attempt to discern my own personal checklist of what it means to be a good girlfriend. In doing this I realised that my own friendships didn’t come to mind, but my mum’s friendship …
Man on a Mission
Based on a true story. I’m up at noon, like any man on a mission is. But what I want to achieve isn’t easy, it is a culmination of months of work— things falling into place, tactical manipulation and my icky yet charming disposition. I am a man, on a mission unlike any other. I …
I want to get lip injections
by Anna Maria (+ writing vibes by Disha)
I love my boyfriends, but I love my girlfriends more
It is a random Sunday afternoon. One could argue, (the one arguing is obviously me), that my heart is physically shaking. Not beating. Shaking. Trembling. Like…I am 10 again and performing at my fifth-grade choir competition. Or even worse, sitting cross legged across my first ever date at TGI Friday’s wondering which choice of dish …
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girl (FRIEND)
Intense female friendships were at the core of my girlhood. I would have these euphoric, ephemeral best friendships; to feel wanted and appreciated by a woman lit this fire in my attention-depraved soul. I know, I know, ‘Mummy issues’ is so last season. So, let’s dive into the two greatest homoerotic best-friendships I have had, …
Fragility in the Strength of Female Friendship
The sun takes notice of me as the soft grass cries into my cold feet. I breathe with the earth, begging the beauty of the day to bend through me. Desperately attempting to consume the sun, to steal the warmth that is on my skin and absorb it, to keep it within me, stretching out …