I love you all
xx
I love you all
xx
Plus he's always hanging around with stupidly fit women.
Well, that includes all you peeps apart for that bloody Mr Banana. He sent me some really nasty texts yesterday when I was stuck in a 3 hour traffic jam to get over the QE 2 Bridge. I ended up missing the game last night; & he made me cry & everything. What a dirty rotter.
It wasn't me talking, it was my anger and rage. My feelings for you are strong, and if you'd wanted to see me badly enough you'd have been there last night. You talk a good game about this season - sex, drugs, Guinness and away wins - but if you're not in Crawley on a Friday night, as I said, I have to question how committed to the rock and roll dream you really are.
I know you were with that bloke down Southover in that lounge again. I don't care. Nothing makes sense in this relationship, but the fire's always there. You're forgiven xxxxxx
what the f*** am i doing on nsc on a saturday morning! twat