Just woken up due to a certain someone calling me at an ungodly hour in order to hear my apparent sexy husky morning voice. I have just had my door bell rung by the christian union, those sexy christian girls they send out to recruit people, i didnt stand a chance, yes of course i'd like you to come back i said!
Why!?
What drink should i have to make up for this?
Still need a serving wench? i'll put my services forward if they are wanted
Maybe it is my generation that is going to step forward and do something, we've got so much mess to clear up it's about time someone put thier foot down. It would take alot of strength to do something like that, something i dont personally think any of those politicians have. When Bob Geldof set up the first live aid he helped raise over £150 million, the event was watched by 1.5 billion people, just imagine if every person watching put forward just £1, the difference THAT wouldve made.
I'm sounding like a charity campagn, i'm gonna cut this short, i could go on for hours if i didnt think anyone minded
I think this speaks for itself. Watch this
Something to think about dont you think.
Time i had my say i think.
I was raised by my mother, my parents were divorced and i only saw my dad at weekends, it was more my mum that raised me. Being raised by my mum gave me something that i wouldnt have gotten if i was raised by my father, i learnt respect, i respect women, i always have done, I know my dad doesnt and it makes me sick at times. I wasnt a perfect child but that wasnt the fault of my mum, she taught me right and wrong, when i did wrong she punished me for it. It was me who decided when i was going to do wrong, it had nothing to do with my mother not raising me properly.
As for my dad; My dad is sexist and he's homophobic, he spends his time talking down about women and i'm glad i'm not like that. He's convinced i'm gay and he think he couldve brought me up better, i personally dont think he's right.
In edit: Had a bit of trouble getting my point across to be honest
I like recieving compliments but i had a girlfriend who hated it, she used to get cross if i ever made a nice comment lol. She said that compliments made her feel like an object
I'm a child of the 90's and i used to play in the street, i can remember;
Girls wearing scrunchies in loads of different colours
Those plastic dummies that we wore around our necks
When everyone admitted that blur were better than oasis (still are)
I remember when sweet valley high was just a book
Getting up really early so i could watch Sharkie and George, watching count duckula and trap-door
I remember when everyone used to collect trolls
Spending 10p on packets of crisps, being able to buy penny sweets for a penny (shock horror) and being able to buy them in bags
I remember roaming the streets playing kiss chase, british bull dog etc etc
Riding our bikes before it go too dark to see
My generation still played out in the street all day.
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We'll both have to not be cheap skates and get our own tents! wine bar :roll: I escaped as fast as my ill fitting heels would let me :lol2: I need de-stressing now, de-gossiping and debriefing lol. A very large glass of white and a sensually soft but firm neck massage would do me very nicely right now please
