bedroom – Chelsea Munroe

I keep ending up against walls, in cubicles, and in Ubers I should have sat still in, then writing it all down because the mess photographs better than pretending I am well behaved.

I’m twenty-seven, London born, privately funded, publicly messy, still living with Sophie and Mia while I chase fame one confession, one hangover and one badly timed shag at a time.

Sophie hovers with a warning look, Mia is already mixing drinks in the kitchen, and I am halfway out the door collecting names, gossip and bad decisions for later tonight.

I Wrote This Before Sleeping

Posted on March 9, 2026September 26, 2026 by justchelsea

Phone on 4%. Makeup still on. Someone in my bed whose name is in my notes as “Tuesday?” That’s the job. That’s the life.

He Begged Then Ghosted Me

Posted on February 23, 2023 by justchelsea

Spent the night telling me I was different. Ate me out like he meant it. By Sunday the blue ticks were gone. I still replay the bit where he said stay.

Unapologetic

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I Wrote This Before Sleeping

He Begged Then Ghosted Me