This mess started out as a guide to bagging an adequate male for yerself once ye'r past it. However, it's evolved rapidly into a collective, collaborative space for ideas to grow, recommendations to be made, stories to be told and fun to be had.
Thursday, 27 October 2011
Cats Cradle
This sordid eternal love affair of dust, rust and ever empty lust is rather too much like playing a game of unending, somewhat sticky cats cradle...
Time to whip the scissors out, whip the out and end it, all of it.
