THIS IS THE DEATH OF BEAUTY
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Anonymous asked: When you masturbate, do you favour the left or right side of your clit? X
left. does that mean i’m dyslexic?
linkAnonymous asked: As a gentleman who does his best to always treat his woman like a lady in public. I have a question of etiquette to ask a woman of the world like you. I never know what to do when greeting you. Do I shake your hand or kiss your cheek to show how much I appreciate your sexy ass ? - LonelyLondonLord69
depends how well you know me, i usually do the double air-kiss, cos i’m in the meeeedyaa dahling. but if it’s in a professional setting or i don’t know you well at all, certainly a confident handshake!
linkAnonymous asked: fave shoes? vans? converses? boots??? what perfume do you wear? Lots of love darling xxxxxxx
i don’t wear perfume, i wear oils! alcohol on my skin makes me all rashy and irritated.
i don’t wear anything other than heels in public, (if i’m running to the shops i’ll slip on some pumps). most comfy shoes are Manolos, currently favouring my mid stilletto heel with a cut away side and a little sneak of toe cleavage. i could run a marathon in them and not get a blister.
linkAnonymous asked: i remember when you were indie, babez
a) i have never been ‘indie’. i’ve been sceney, but never indie?
b) was that supposed to be an insult? cus indie people are cutiepies!
c) don’t call me babez unless you want putting in your place
linkAnonymous asked: Regarding anal sex - since you bang so many guys, who initiates the bum fun?
why do you think i “bang so many guys”? because i have an interest in sexuality? that’s kinda retarded.
it depends on the person, i have discussed it beforehand and agreed a game plan but i have also just been like ‘oh, where’s he going? that’s not my…oh he’s…that’s my….goooood morning seattle.’ it depends on the relationship and person and how turned on i am.
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“Princess survives scandal, becomes diplomat”
It is autumn and I am the falling fruit.
Some days I’m so tired I can barely bring the bottle from the bar to my lips.
The muscles hang heavy on my brow-line as old thoughts abide. I watch them slink down the drain, sighing “never again” as I watch them wash away.
Each breathe is morphine, each yawn yoga to my tightened backbone. I sink in to a sleepy numb, but for the relief that this time I wont have to know how far I go before I crack. It’s not dignified but at least i’m alive. The barstool breaks from underneath me and I find the floor is far more idealistic. I’ll tell you a secret, there was no barstool to begin with, and i’ve lain in glass all my life.
O let us talk of quiet that we know,
that we can know, the deep and lovely quiet
of a strong heart at peace!
die the death, the long and painful death
that lies between the old self and the new.
Already our bodies are fallen, bruised, badly bruised,
already our souls are oozing through the exit
of the cruel bruise.
Already the dark and endless ocean of the end
is washing in through the breaches of our wounds,
already the flood is upon us.
Oh build your ship of death, your little ark
and furnish it with food, with little cakes, and wine
for the dark flight down oblivion.
Now launch the small ship, now as the body dies
and life departs, launch out, the fragile soul
in the fragile ship of courage, the ark of faith
with its store of food and little cooking pans
and change of clothes,
upon the flood’s black waste
upon the waters of the end
upon the sea of death, where still we sail
darkly, for we cannot steer, and have no port.
There is no port, there is nowhere to go
only the deepening black darkening still
blacker upon the soundless, ungurgling flood
darkness at one with darkness, up and down
and sideways utterly dark, so there is no direction any more
and the little ship is there; yet she is gone.
She is not seen, for there is nothing to see her by.
She is gone! gone! and yet
somewhere she is there.
Nowhere!
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Anonymous asked: Sorted out the place for lunch just need the young lady to attend :)
and to tell me who you are!!?
linkAnonymous asked: Have you ever been stuck on someone? Nothing remotely good or positive but you just. can't. let. go.
there’s always some good, even if it’s merely wrapped up in hope or memory. i think i’m quite good at trusting myself to be better off alone but there’s always the one that got away…
linkAnonymous asked: Shame i don't know any escorts. But i guess it's no the job that kids wanna be when they grow up. Then again i may know an escort but she may not have told me yet.
it’s quite possible you do know one! an interesting area, that is.
linkAnonymous asked: best underwear shops?
Victorias Secret (great everyday wear), Agent Provocateur (sexy time), What Katie Did (shape wear and all handmade, and the best stockings you can buy). I’m a weird size for bras (small back vs large cup) so I buy bras from more specialised places; Rigby and Peller and Curvy Kate are good for everyday and By Caprice does a great padded/ sexy range in loads of sizes.
linkAnonymous asked: Can you catch chlamydia through t'internet? Some of these comment whores are giving me the worries
do you want a saucer of milk with that catty comment ;)
why do they worry you?
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