I'VE HAD ENOUGH,QUITTING, GIVEN UP. THIS SUCKS.
Reading Diana's last post on her blog, she talks about drag queens how they speak in capitols,I think I know what she means, so do drama queens which I'm being at the moment.
If your still reading this you might be wondering whats up with the silly cow now.
Nicotine withdrawal. I managed to hit 40 a day, my chest doesn't feel right and I STINK.
If I start again I'll end up looking like a wrinkled old prune probably half way there anyway.
Over £300 a month for what ?
I going to try and not post anything on here for awhile just read this every time I get the urge maybe add the odd comment.
One last rant-
DON'T YOU DARE, THINK WHAT YOU CAN SPEND THE MONEY ON. DO YOU REALLY WANT TO STINK, THATS ALL PEOPLE CAN SMELL NOT YOUR PERFUME. STOP! YOU STUPID BITCH, UNLESS YOU WANT TO DIE HORRIBLY.
That feels better, this may help. I'm not mad, really.
Saturday, 11 October 2008
YouTube - Bad Religion "A Walk"
YouTube - Bad Religion "A Walk"
For me, the Canal Street song. I can be myself down there and go for a walk.
For me, the Canal Street song. I can be myself down there and go for a walk.
Thursday, 9 October 2008
Dress Sense
I've been reading up on what to wear and to be honest the more I read the more daunting and confusing it all becomes. Skirts, dresses, boots and shoes, accessories. The list I guess go's on.
I don't get out much so it's not something I have to seriously think about to often.
When I look back at photos of the few times I've been out. There are some where I literally cringe.
When I think about it I feel most comfortable in jeans, virtually the same as bob. Can't really go wrong there, but I probably do.
There is that horrible word 'frumpy', a look I think I've managed to achieve more than once.
What's really annoying is I seemed to have a good eye where my wife was concerned.
I guess if nothing else I should be able to come up with more fashion disasters. Maybe I'll get better and it won't take me a couple of weeks to realise how bad something looks on me when I look at the photos.
At the moment I do it on a sliding scale of how bad an outfit looks whether I ditch it.
I really don't have much dress sense, male or, well tranny
I don't get out much so it's not something I have to seriously think about to often.
When I look back at photos of the few times I've been out. There are some where I literally cringe.
When I think about it I feel most comfortable in jeans, virtually the same as bob. Can't really go wrong there, but I probably do.
There is that horrible word 'frumpy', a look I think I've managed to achieve more than once.
What's really annoying is I seemed to have a good eye where my wife was concerned.
I guess if nothing else I should be able to come up with more fashion disasters. Maybe I'll get better and it won't take me a couple of weeks to realise how bad something looks on me when I look at the photos.
At the moment I do it on a sliding scale of how bad an outfit looks whether I ditch it.
I really don't have much dress sense, male or, well tranny
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