“It’s Only A Fucking Cigarette!!”

The Fucking Cheek Of It!!

I am standing outside my apartment when this guy approaches me….

“Give me a fag dude”

My eyes roll

FAG? DUDE]

Hello Darling that’s not my mothertongue

When I said No

The fucker FLIPPED

“It’s Only A Fucking Cigarette!”

ONLY?

I replied, this box cost me  ONLY £8.75

I am no rich bitch and smoking is one of life’s little pleasures of mine (SAD I KNOW)]

But buy your own,

And why your at it, work on your fucking attitude CUNT!

The Twink Within Has Gone!

I remember in summer 1998, when Ginger Spice walked out on The Spice Girls, her reason for leaving was she left she could no longer live her fantasy character, and she needed to be herself…

And up until recently I never quite new what It meant to live life within a character…

BUT I now  feel as if I have done the same, Since moving to London, I was court up in wearing a super large bag, tight TIGHT t-shirts, and super TIGHT skinny Jeans, I wanted to look as young as possible, I wanted to be part of the TWINK crowd….

I don’t want this lonely lifestyle anymore….

It’s taken me many years to finally admit I feel countable within my skin…….. I enjoy being around good people, and the GAY DRAMA of who said what, just does not interest me anymore…….

I feel I have a heart full of LOVE, and one day I believe I will find that person for me…………. Until that day, I will focus on loving myself…

Hidden Fantasy’s Should Just Remain Hidden?

SOOOO I meet this guy on Grindr….. he is sexy, sexy, sexy, SPANISH (MY FAV) and did I mention he was sexy and Spanish?

It was possible love at first sight, or well at-least viewing his photo.

We got chatting for hours, it was then he told me his fantasy.

“I want to come to your house, strip down to my underwear, and clean your bedroom, I want to hoover the floor, clean your dishes and wash/iron your clothes, and If I serve you well, you will reward me with sex”

Seemed like an amazing deal to me…

We meet for coffee, he was a little shorter than he had told me, but never mind.

After flirting non-STOP, I decided it was time to bring this sexy mans fantasy to reality.

“Want to come back to mine, and tidy?” I asked

His face DROPPED, “Think I need to go home”

It was then, no kiss or hug goodbye, but a cold reaction as If I had done something wrong.

When I logged back onto Grindr, I was greeted with a nice, BLOCKED MSG.

Should I have just kept my mouth SHUT? or should he just keep his sexual fantasy’s to himself?