pixiebelle

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Well, I dropped the boy this morning. After two weeks of barely any contact, arranging to see me then making other plans, often not bothering to tell me he had made other plans, I decided enough's enough. I tried to be succinct and matter of fact about it but he tried turning it back on me so I lost my temper and got quite nasty. I don't like being nasty but ffs, really.
Not sure how I feel. I liked him, like him, but was more pissed at his behaviour than the thought of not being with him. Had a little cry about it. He's not replied to my last text so guessing I shall not even salvage a friendship. Ah well, I have plenty of friends. Just a shame he had to act like such a dick when I'm possibly one of the most easy going people. Once taken the piss out of though I'm a heartless bitch.
Shall entertain myself going to my spiritual home, which is eighties night at the Legendary After Dark Nightclub in Reading. I shall participate in drinking copious amounts of booze, silly dancing, overly dramatic displays of air guitar skill and co-ordinated crap dance routines with my best mate. Hell yeah!
Come on Tiffany, I'm running just as fast as I can.....
And Aha, you can Take on me any time baby!
Huw has ordered photo's. I apologise in advance for the leopard print messiness I will be when I post next.

As promised! Pictures of me twatted! I apologise for lack of air guitar but there was little inspiration in a cheesey rock kind of way.



Drunken fools



Promise those cans are not mine as I dont actually drink beer!



Couple more in me folders I think, rather drunk right now so who knows if they loaded?!