Look at her, would you?
She’s a tart, such a wanton
Easily seduced
Mind that one as well
Such a prude, still a virgin
She’s never been kissed
Morsel by morsel
We devour our own sisters
Judgement swift and harsh
Eating Our Own
Look at her, would you?
She’s a tart, such a wanton
Easily seduced
Mind that one as well
Such a prude, still a virgin
She’s never been kissed
Morsel by morsel
We devour our own sisters
Judgement swift and harsh
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We are so quick to judge!
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Yes we are. I mind years ago. I was like 17 and yeah I wear red lippy have done will aye do and I went in this shop and you have no idea of the comments form the two shop assistants I must say. Did I say anything about two frumps going nowhere? No. But that day I just thought….,… what? Tell you what, caked that lippy on harder the next day.
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Good for you!
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So very true, great post!
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Thanks, Ellie!
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You are right; let’s just STOP it. 🙂
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