You Want It. in Chapter 2 : The Elle Era

Revised: 01/14/2018 2:14 a.m.

  • Jan. 6, 2009, 6 p.m.
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So last night I was sick, I mean properly sick, in a toilet and everything, and no, it wasn’t self inflicted. She got pissed that we couldn’t have sex despite me throwing up, having a blistering temperature, a thumping headache, feeling dizzy and sweating like John Prescott in McDonalds. She still tried to get sex and still got pissed when I told her no because I felt so ill. I can’t cope with all this I really can’t. Tonight we have George overnight, so no doubt we’ll have a row tonight., like we always do when we have George. Friday night I’m going to Lucie’s for a drink again, so no doubt she’ll be pissed at that (don’t care) and we’ll have a row when I get back, or on Saturday. On Sunday I’m having bump and we’re all going to the panto. I can’t wait see Bump…not seen him in far too long because of her.


Last updated January 14, 2018


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