So I'm newly single, newly 20 and have just found out my ex is sleeping around a bit being "free" whilst I'm still doing nothing. In response to all this and to celebrate the fact that the new year is almost upon us... I thought I'd make my first (and hop
[M]erry Xmas! My cake day, real life b'day and Xmas are all upon us. So I thought I'd give back. I know you lady's are tired of six pack abs so I brought my pony keg.
Upon turning [27], I sometimes find myself doubting the positive strides I've taken in self image. I can't always reconcile what I see in the mirror with what's in my mind. This stuff takes work - a little bit, every day. 138 lbs, 5'9
Sir, I found my maid resting upon a chair when there were 9 cases of Brandy to take to the cellar. I dismissed her at once. She said I am the best employer, is working until day-end sans pay, and will present me with a bottle of vintage Burgundy upon her
