5 Nov 2011


You know how, determined to make a change, you don the sexiest outfit your closet bares, paint your fingernails red and put on that hot neon lipstick. And while having a glass of wine, for the sole purpose to get your feet all the way to the bus stop in heels, deciding whether you should just get a taxi instead...you suddenly think 'fuck this, wheres my jeans'. So here I go again, in my black skinnies and a tight wifebeater. That's more like it.
Get yourself in the mood. Now. x

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