Flicking through the weekly glossies, I knew entertainment was the field of journalism I wanted to get stuck into. Politics - at the time - didn't appeal to me , I knew I'd break down if I was told to report on an animal cruelty case and there's no way I would be willing to knock on someone's door to ask them about their dead aunt,…
Oh dearest fuckboys. They come into your life and they leave your life. They float back in some days/weeks/months maybe years later and then they run back out three hours later. You can bet your bottom dollar that you'll just start to move on with your life, start smiling again and going out with your friends more, and, poof, what a surprise, they hit you up…
I honestly have the best friends and family ever. Whenever we eat out together, they always glance over the menu to see if there's something I can eat before they choose what they want because they know how hard it is to find something for a vegan coeliac - even in London - on a spontaneous night out. My best friend and I were planning to…
– Amy Maria Roberts –
I'm a 20-something-year-old vegan coeliac living in her own little bubble. I'm on a mission to save animals from slaughter, pain and abuse and hope my little space on the internet will help open people's eyes to the cruelty that goes on behind closed doors. Some may call me weird but, really, I'm just trying to save the planet one step at a time.
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November 30, 2017
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