allwildgirl
Cathlete
Okay, so I went out at lunch looking for nice brown sandals with actual straps around the back, not some tarty slip on thing with 8 inch heels that I could never drive in, much less walk up the three flights of stairs to work in, but that would aid greatly should I decide to take up a career as a high paid call girl.
I went and tried on some tops. The few I could find that didn't look like I should be wearing them to bed or under something else. They all made me look like a heifer.
I'm craving a bubbly, sugar-laden, caffeinated beverage of death in the worst way. Can't have one - no sweets.
So I'm blaming Paris. It's all her fault. It helps me sleep at night knowing that there is someone out there who is behind all my misery
What are you blaming her for?
I went and tried on some tops. The few I could find that didn't look like I should be wearing them to bed or under something else. They all made me look like a heifer.
I'm craving a bubbly, sugar-laden, caffeinated beverage of death in the worst way. Can't have one - no sweets.
So I'm blaming Paris. It's all her fault. It helps me sleep at night knowing that there is someone out there who is behind all my misery
What are you blaming her for?