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my fantasies
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my fantasies sometimes I do wish colour wasnt an issue ~ or just something lovely like peace on earth or ~ me just being part of ~ a nice moment like how they do it in those shows ~ I know the things im not doing as well as the things im not doing ~ I dont have friends ~ I think because we have all out Grown each other ~ ome have had 3000 more babies or they are not of the emotional calibre of joy & social enlightenment for our friendship to foster a longer bond ~ it is sad thing is I will never know ~ trust ~ I will hold on yes ~ my loyalty to Lust os transcendant & strong ~ its just at times ~ just incase ~ 1000 weekends later 1000 fullmons 1000 years 10000 sleepless nights later just sometimes I do wonder ~ I know for sure if you were my Husband on Sunday ~ id want your undevided attention too I dont fit the catogory of lovely Ladies ~ i know im not worth it like a wasted vessle of air ~ thats why I dont go out ~ just Sit here in my Queendom ~ hoping & knowing feeling how much the reality of the truth is ~ I have to live with my face ~ I just want people to know ~ I personally would feel embaressed with fake hair  |
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my life is sad you know ~ I not sure what I try in ~ I just know ~ I want to be the right correct Lady for the Great Men who I fancy admire & would wish I was emotionally in the same catogory of lust with them ~ its like even I feel sorry for them ~ alll these woman around the world ~ loving them want them wants to be with them ~ kiss them be their Maiden Wife Crone & Queen ~ xxxxxxx we all cant have him
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my comics offer comfort to my fantasy
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my face ~ dis-gRace of lust this face of Trust mus thave a hand in Loving this Land her Soul is Old fruitful & Bold with a passion for a fashion from centuries Sold
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Please cheer up. Everything is fake these days. News, people, but I would say you write your reality. I see beauty, not fakeness.
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very nice
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this is how I sit for 1000 Sundays naked & alone ~ dreamt about the Great Man of the land all my life ~ I do not want the outside world to touch me as I do not wish for my body to forget what ~ being in Bliss feels like all I know is ~ there would be no world without the English Man we owe Him everything ~ & I wish to protect his heart his world too his transcendant Culture his historic preference & standards I dont want oo feel punished I just wish to ~ maybe really ~ the Greatness is just my pulse of passion maybe im actually quite not good enough ~ it s a shame ~ at times i feel maybe I should leave the thought of him alone ~ like the story of Faith ~ I do not wish to give up~ just incase ~ 1000 sundays later like Rey {in star wars } except this is a lust version of some sort} 1000 Sundays later ~ all my dresses later I have so many nice dresses & yet I sit naked
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11/25/2018 3:59 am |
I wish you happiness! Believe or not, it's out there, you just got to get out and let it find you.
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I remember watching the changing of the colours ~ & the Great Warrior of Light who was holding the flag he was so good looking he was immaculate real English Pretty faced Man ~ looked like Stonebridge from " StrikeBack" gosh & im like ~ thos British HUNKS the greatness those good looking great men ~ admirable in everyway ~ & there dont see the other facesof the ladies who love them ~ not the fake ones who slide in & mash up the ofoundation of unity we had set down ~ the hidden ladies pushed far back away ~ or day I say replaced ~ I wear dresses & love my elegance of the culture I love ~ & its hard ~ being the onewith no weave {fake hair} yet punished for being real ~ its hard I only trust men in uniform because of one reason ~ they will bring me back to life if they kil*ed me by accident thinking I was a bad lady because I have real hair ~ I feel sometimes I have to Di* for them as much as they would di* for you & I almost wish I could be his punch bag ~ im designed to take alll Forces ploughing towards me I almost think it would be lovely to be smothered by his attention ~ to the brink & returned to the light of life restoring faith ~ in life sometimes I get envious of those in weird relationships ~ I wish I had Domestic Silence ~ id love to get punched in the head by a Crazard man trained to thrill 7 forgive him ~ id love to be that lady who is ~ chastised accordingly by a man off astute Power lord ~ the Graces of doing as your told ~ in my eyes ~ you all can do no wrong
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im a very ugly woman on the outside
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im ugly you know ~ embaressing to be near ~ i dress well & it suits me
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i dont have friends because im too standardly cool
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so may outfits later this Sunday that sunday ~ if I calculate my sunday ~ id say I have breached my own human right ~ dropped into the ok you need help ~ pick yourself up get your head from under their arse your human " for all I know ~ he is a having a full English somewhere in the World & im sitting here under torment like a friztles daughter except my loyalty imprisons me ~ the one thing in my life I care about & I had to be ina fucked up state to deal with it ~ i dont know what to forgive or let go off ~ it hurts instead of being the Great Lady ~ im not sure who I am ~
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1000 pictures later ~ the wasted shame
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im the woman who if i go anywhere im that lady by herself ~ alone & you hear ladies whisper ~ possible a prostiture ~ men whisper ~ I bet she has been fukcked loads when the truth is im just trying to join in ~ itsd not my fault my artistic dress sense is beautiful at times ~ thats just my standard
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1000 white dresses later im still not good enough
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I wish I was that lady being punched by a crazed man of Power ~ xxx you know those men who dont mean to hit woman because they are going through stuff they are just Strong men ~ who's stop signs look different to ours & your like " honey i cant breath & he is like ooohhhh im sorry & ladies are like its ok I cant take it ~ xxx dont hit me int he face honey thats all ~ x you know thoe men who make you day dream ~
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I have fantasies about being about being held & being punched int he bed ~ whilst he is having a bad dream & having recolection of the episode ~ sexy taking it all in devotion ~ & the art painful sex ~ bruised in a lust you can trust ~ xx the heart of my desperation ~ id cope with the grope of hope ~ gripping the Air of passion from the pretty awful face
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sometimes kind words from strangers is all i have ~ thank you to the kind people who speak to me online ~
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~ xx i try
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I wake up alone all teh time ~ my dreams when they are not real thereality steps in & it hurts it hurts not being good enough hurts
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nothing nice about me ~ im just a lady who got fucked out in her child hood by people who are happily getting on with their lives & imn too fucked up as a kind natural submissive lady of British ~ to be wanted by men of Greatness that hurts me
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this Woman
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her ~
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I think you are very sexy and I only dated blk women , and I wouldn’t ever changed it.
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I certainly admire you honesty, yet really feel you shouldn't be so harsh upon yourself. An extremely sexy alluring women like you are has plenty to offer any man who is fortunate enough to become acquainted with such an enchanting woman.Great pictures by the way.
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