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Some times I wonder how I would cope stranded on an Island sporting a thong made of rope Not sure what I'd do about my hairy pits And I've got curly hair so I'm sure I'd get nits I suppose I could exfoliate with a coconut shell but the unwanted hair would be absolute hell! I could go without make up and pretty clothes and I'd have time to practise my Yoga pose I would work on my tan, relax and chill even catch breakfast with my new fishing skills This actually sounds like a dream to me so much alone time, just me and the sea I'd look fab with a tan and a body so ripped cellulite gone and slender hips Wearing a grass skirt, feeling it sway feeling so alive eating my five-a-day!
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
Desert Island
Some times I wonder how I would cope stranded on an Island sporting a thong made of rope Not sure what I'd do about my hairy pits And I've got curly hair so I'm sure I'd get nits I suppose I could exfoliate with a coconut shell but the unwanted hair would be absolute hell! I could go without make up and pretty clothes and I'd have time to practise my Yoga pose I would work on my tan, relax and chill even catch breakfast with my new fishing skills This actually sounds like a dream to me so much alone time, just me and the sea I'd look fab with a tan and a body so ripped cellulite gone and slender hips Wearing a grass skirt, feeling it sway feeling so alive eating my five-a-day!
I just crave alone time sometimes lol
LouiseMcKay
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
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