OH HAI SG LAND! 
Finally I've recovered from NYE! Eaten too much, drunk too much, mixed too much drugs... and yes, had so much fun too, but it meant that the first day of the year has been spent sleeping an exaggerate amount of hours! EHEH! The weed and the opium we smoked made us fall in a sort of numbness, but all that methamphetamine didn't let us rest as we wanted to: me and my guy just kept waking up to make out and to fall asleep hugging each other. AHAH sweet
I've heard lots of people speaking of "holidays"... uhm, what does it means? Sound is familiar but nothing comes to my mind...
Yeah, Christmas time sucks balls when you work in large scale retail trade: I've been off at home just at Christmas, December 26th and January 1st
However, from what I'm seeing, it looks like my job is getting a bit more interesting lately - or maybe it's just me trying to make the most out of it and getting involved with what I'm learning day by day. I don't know, let's see what will happen in these two months left (as my training formerly ends in March).
To get things worse, I've just discovered MY TITS GOT SMALLER
I'm still trying to understand how is this happening as I didn't lose weight, at least I didn't notice it! ARGH! I want to get fuller boobies without getting some boob job, too bad Santa keeps failing in satisfy me Christmas after Christmas >__<
From time to time, I get a bit blue about how my boobies look... I know, I know: time to get over those middle school dramas. I agree and usually I just need going home and having my mate putting his hands under my tee and saying how much he missed touching my "beautiful tits". But today he's busy at the recording studio and I have nobody here lying about how good they look, AH!
So I tried to boost my confidence with some selfie webcam pics...
Oh, and *FINALLY* L'Armoire has reached 1000 comments! SOOOO HAPPY! Keep the love going, I won't forget who you are my friends
Bedtime for now.
I love you all!
Lauretta
instagram @brokendollhatesyou
Twitter
Tumblr
Finally I've recovered from NYE! Eaten too much, drunk too much, mixed too much drugs... and yes, had so much fun too, but it meant that the first day of the year has been spent sleeping an exaggerate amount of hours! EHEH! The weed and the opium we smoked made us fall in a sort of numbness, but all that methamphetamine didn't let us rest as we wanted to: me and my guy just kept waking up to make out and to fall asleep hugging each other. AHAH sweet
I've heard lots of people speaking of "holidays"... uhm, what does it means? Sound is familiar but nothing comes to my mind...
Yeah, Christmas time sucks balls when you work in large scale retail trade: I've been off at home just at Christmas, December 26th and January 1st
However, from what I'm seeing, it looks like my job is getting a bit more interesting lately - or maybe it's just me trying to make the most out of it and getting involved with what I'm learning day by day. I don't know, let's see what will happen in these two months left (as my training formerly ends in March).
To get things worse, I've just discovered MY TITS GOT SMALLER
I'm still trying to understand how is this happening as I didn't lose weight, at least I didn't notice it! ARGH! I want to get fuller boobies without getting some boob job, too bad Santa keeps failing in satisfy me Christmas after Christmas >__<
From time to time, I get a bit blue about how my boobies look... I know, I know: time to get over those middle school dramas. I agree and usually I just need going home and having my mate putting his hands under my tee and saying how much he missed touching my "beautiful tits". But today he's busy at the recording studio and I have nobody here lying about how good they look, AH!
So I tried to boost my confidence with some selfie webcam pics...
Oh, and *FINALLY* L'Armoire has reached 1000 comments! SOOOO HAPPY! Keep the love going, I won't forget who you are my friends
Bedtime for now.
I love you all!
Lauretta
instagram @brokendollhatesyou
Tumblr
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Your boobs are perfect, and bigger than mine so be happy
Kev