What is love, if not a fresh, unmarked arse, waiting patiently for your marks? Well, love can be all sorts
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What is love, if not a fresh, unmarked arse, waiting patiently for your marks? Well, love can be all sorts
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When there was a suggestion for practising wearing heels I took it and ran… Well, I didn’t run, more tottered,
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Somewhere in amongst the hodge podge that is my blog, I am trying to share the story of how I
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Whether I fall on my feet or fall on my arse, I dunno. You’ve got to take those risks. ~~Ryan
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