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Okay sooo much has happened. I’m finally back in London. I’ve basically had the busiest weekend of my entire life. I’ve worked ‘it’ like a ‘Rent boy’ who needs to make his last £2.50 before he gets ‘slapped up’side da head ‘by his Big Daddy Pimpo, who eats Weetabix and little boys willies for breakfast. No-one told me this life of ‘OMG Dreams coming true’ was gonna be this much hard work. Before all this ‘dilly dally’ i was a socialite…so my body’s like WTF? Why are u working and not being drunk??  Anyhow, I AM going to tell you about it all…but kinda not now, because i’ve only just finished work, travelled to 5 cities today alone and well work began on Friday at 6am…I only just got done…AND it’s now fucking Sunday. ..after 10pm. Wink, pout, *faint* from exhaustion.

I’ve had no rest met loads of you fine treats of ‘sexy time.’ I’ve shot, i’ve filmed, i’ve sighed, i’ve waved, i’ve drank, i’ve sexed, i’ve winked, i’ve worked, i’ve wiggled, i’ve travelled, I’ve wished, i’ve played and well now i’m so completely exhausted (but ofcourse extremely happy) therefore you shall have to wait to find out what this little hookers been up to. All i want to do is free fall, probably still in my fur (coat not vagina…) and pass the jollies out… after wine. I have some heavy sleep to catch up on. Infact, i’m feeling quite sexy, to say i’m so knackered. Best i’ve ever looked. Even if i do say so myself! Wink wink…line up boys! I’m the Ultimate Glamour Puss and it’s just the way i likey! (Do bow.)

To everyone i have met this work week, THANKYOU so much… you’ve been lovely. Infact far too lovely for your own jolly good. (I stole all your wallets.) I shall now buy booze, and lay ontop of that mess (direct eyes to picture above)…all that beautiful crap is littering my bed, right now this second. A glittery chaotic madness. I can’t be arsed to move it. I need servants. Hot ones, that ‘put out.’ (As if…i’d do me back in, wouldn’t I!) No wonder i don’t have a man in my sheets. There’s fucking room for one! (‘ooh baby yeah daddy…hang on..mind that sequinned DIRT belt love.’) Anyway, I’m going to lay upon all that beautiful rubbish, with my boobs and whisper delightful  ’sweet nothings’ to my delicious self, to the soothing sounds of the pink trombone,as my frilliest of baby coloured knickers fly through the purrfectly perfumed air and then hopefully i’ll fall faaaaast a sleepy! You can tell a lot about a girl, by what she has on her bed. You can tell a lot about a boy, by what he has on his…..head? (Wink wink…she climbs off. ) I’m literally rambling….poetically. I’m like an artsy rhyming….dickhead.

I love you. I do! And FUCK YEAH…JEDWARD!! I adore them whole heartedly and simply coz they ’ain’t afraid of no ghost!’ (That Lucy chick was a ‘ snooze fest’ anyway.)

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