Aaaaamazing.
I’m in a stinking mood and it’s time for work.
Today isn’t going to be nice, it’s going to drag.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
A Sharp Eye, A Smooth Talker.
I'm an isolated girl held within the dark walls of a place called a cinema.
I set films in place for the audience to watch, to get the monies for my ink and to spend the rest on crap.
If I'm not at the workplace I'm at home playing on the Nintendo Station, eyedropping on the internet or using my four eyes to read.
Oh and I've got some stories to tell...
You can also visit my
Facebook and Twitter
I have Blobs for sale to; right here. Once they are gone; they're gone.
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I want 2010 to come now;
sick of 2009.
I am going to be a new person next year.
I’m going to be less of a pushover and if anyone tries to fuck me over, they won’t get close. It’s happened too much this year and I’ve had enough.
I’m also going to do more things, need to get out of Wales more. Even if it’s just lone trips to different parts of the UK or long weekends away to France and Spain or whatever.
2009 will not be repeated.
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