Kaunas First Impressions: Sarcasm, Shots, and Cobblestones I don’t come to Kaunas just for the cheap pints. There’s blood in these cobbles — Lithuanian somewhere in my family tree — and every so often I hop over to let my hair down and see if the place still recognises me. It usually does: a raised … Read more
The Tinder Opener Trap: When Clever Lines Die on Impact You’ve done it, don’t lie. Sat there with Tinder open, convinced you’re about to fire off the kind of line people screenshot for the right reasons. You hit send… and nothing. Not even a pity laugh. Just your words sitting there like a stale chip … Read more
Friday’s Short-Lived Victory Friday again. Always Friday. Wages drop in, feels like a little win even though it’s already half-spent before it lands. Bills get shuffled about, some paid, some “deal with it next week.” Fridge stocked just enough to pretend you’ve got your life in order. Maybe a frozen pizza, some milk, couple cans. … Read more
My name’s Eddie, and I came to Amsterdam for the same reason every idiot Brit does: beer, neon, and the vague promise that two hundred quid would buy me more happiness than therapy ever could. The Red Light District is meant to be this wonderland, yeah? Rows of women in windows, all flawless, all staring … Read more
The Laziest Lie Ever Told Anxiety ruins sex. That’s the excuse everyone trots out when things don’t go perfectly under the sheets, as if nerves are a supernatural mood-killer. Cute story. Wrong story. The truth is sex anxiety takes different shapes depending on context — first-time jitters, long-term relationship ruts, or the aftershocks of one … Read more
Love vs. Obsession: Guess Which Eats You Alive Welcome to tonight’s ridiculous showdown. In the blue corner we’ve got Love — quiet, stable, underestimated, the one everyone thinks is boring until they finally grow up. And in the red corner, wearing a cape stitched together from red flags and bad decisions, we’ve got Obsession — … Read more
You don’t just check your phone. You kneel to it. Every flick of your thumb is a ritual, every scroll a pull on a slot machine. You sit hunched, eyes glazed, waiting for the next flash — a funny clip, a shocking headline, a like, a ping that proves you exist. Most of the time, … Read more
People like to tell themselves they’re too smart to be manipulated, too independent to fall into obvious traps, too clear-headed to chase someone who isn’t giving them what they want. Then someone starts pulling away, and the same people who swore they would never beg find themselves staring at their phone, rereading messages, rehearsing replies, … Read more
The Illusion of Immunity You walk around like you’ve got armour on — too clever to be conned, too self‑reliant to be steered, too sharp to tumble into the traps other people trip over. Adorable. Lucky you then . That little pep‑talk in your head? That bit of swagger makes you easier to nudge off … Read more
You like to believe you’re in charge. That every decision you make comes from some deep well of independence. Clapp for yourself . You order your coffee, you pick your clothes, you swipe left or right, and you call that free will. But here’s the slap of truth: you’re not in control. You never were. … Read more
