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, 20 October 2011
So now we're dancing through the garden
And what a garden I have made
And now that death will grow my jasmine
I find it soothing I'm afraid
