When trauma is shared so widely on social media, it's okay to switch off your phone and look after yourself.
We want it so much that we succumb to the illusion. Talking circles with a distinct sort of nausea. Flagrant on our own accord so don't believe every thought you think, fool.
I inferred some messages. Being female means gore, agony and mess. Being adult means having a frightening body that is out of my control.
Blueprint readers send in their pictures of Spring as she begins to overcome Winter.
Reflections on how mental illness moves through the family.
In the second of the 'Interviews with Artists' series, Blueprint's Arts Editor interviews self-taught Swedish illustrator Lou L.
I am tired / of being tired / don't mistake my / helplessness for laziness / if i could do something / I bloody well would
Asexual people who aren’t covered under the letters L, G, B, or T can feel lost in space
I am not such an interesting creature. I talk about moss, I dream of fog. I am a prawn head on crustacean shoulders.