He Wasn't the Welsh Guy...
Still; he tasted fucking Fantastic.
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Miss Fancy Pants, Bar Chick, Miss Construed, Jen Jen and Daz
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- Miss Construed...
- Hi and welcome to my Blog. Three words that describe Me? Virgo. Thinker. Writer. I am a 47 year old separated mother of two who has an undiagnosed mental condition. According to my Ex. Or hubby. As he is dis-affectionately known throughout this Blog. My problem is that I think. I think there is something very wrong with me. Then again I might just be paranoid and deluded after smoking too much pot today.I have written two memoirs; both of which are unpublished to date. I have a BA in Philosophy but am also an employable Philosopher/Cleaner for the time being; at least until my blog starts making me a living. If you aren't afraid of the C word( or for that matter the F and S word) then I hope you visit my blog often.
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2 comments:
You can't leave it there!
More, Buffoon, MORE!
My god was he gorgeous...
25 and all over me.
I'm not even meant to know his name. Hubby found the note he'd written to me; asking me back to his place.
I wish I'd gone. Yet I did the right thing.
Hubby; on the other hand; let Twink drive the other night; right up the arse of the undercover cops.
And yet they have the Gall to be shitty at Me.
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