Can’t find the friend’s christening posts. Has she changed it to private?
Screaming
HAHAHAHAHA you wish mate
Absolute blasphemy talking about our lord and saviour in such a way!Screaming
That guy needs to get in the bin for taking Jack’s name in vain!
Please get your blue gloves on and help me move him. His skin looks like leather and I’m scared to touch him as I don’t know what I will catch. Full PPE required xScreaming
That guy needs to get in the bin for taking Jack’s name in vain!
No but they were on her stories so they’ve disappeared now and Sasha’s private account was tagged not her public oneCan’t find the friend’s christening posts. Has she changed it to private?
So I was creeping on that girls dubai highlight and you can see Jack with his arms round Sasha here! (But also both still on their phones)
Oh yeah the salty Villa fans who used to love him call him “Grease-lish” on TwitterI keep seeing on a few places people calling Jack greasy!! I mean WTF. doesn’t look bleeping greasy to me looks just perfect
The thing is, I highly doubt Jack would ever flex his arms like that. He doesn’t need to, he lets his body do the talking by itselfit's the flexing for me...
Hello Ladies! After reading every comment in all 19 threads ( except the Hungarian games ones - sorry I’m Hungarian, had to skip them ) I finally had the courage to post.
I have always been into well behaved, reliable, romantic, polite guys with brain, great grammar skills (sorry for mine) classy simple style (no logos, diamonds), the ones you bring home to parents proudly. I had a summer fling with a scouser few years ago- total head - so I promised myself I would never ever fancy any English guy again, especially with a weird, not Crown and Downtow Abbey sounding accent.
Yet here I am obsessing about this brummie god for weeks now, having so many dirty thoughts that I could take a shower 69 times per day… not healthy.
thank you ladies for the funny hours i spent with reading the threads, it is reaaally fun and scary to see my exact thoughts written down by total strangers.
I go to bed every night hoping that the next day I will get the ick, or just forget who he is but it has not happened yet, I’m getting deeper and deeper into this(though he should be the one getting deep inside me haha)
Thank God I’m single, would not be able to maintain a relationship and this filth at the same time (boyfriend should go probably)so congrats to you, who do this on a daily basis, you are the real MVP’s
Anyway thanks for reading my novel, it’s good to let it out, I think 99% of Hungarian women have no idea who he is, so I am alone with this here
In exchange I brought some nostalgic ones (I have a thing for baseball cap Jack…and Jack with a puppy… or with a braid… or/and a bulge)
Welcome to theHello Ladies! After reading every comment in all 19 threads ( except the Hungarian games ones - sorry I’m Hungarian, had to skip them ) I finally had the courage to post.
I have always been into well behaved, reliable, romantic, polite guys with brain, great grammar skills (sorry for mine) classy simple style (no logos, diamonds), the ones you bring home to parents proudly. I had a summer fling with a scouser few years ago- total head - so I promised myself I would never ever fancy any English guy again, especially with a weird, not Crown and Downtow Abbey sounding accent.
Yet here I am obsessing about this brummie god for weeks now, having so many dirty thoughts that I could take a shower 69 times per day… not healthy.
thank you ladies for the funny hours i spent with reading the threads, it is reaaally fun and scary to see my exact thoughts written down by total strangers.
I go to bed every night hoping that the next day I will get the ick, or just forget who he is but it has not happened yet, I’m getting deeper and deeper into this(though he should be the one getting deep inside me haha)
Thank God I’m single, would not be able to maintain a relationship and this filth at the same time (boyfriend should go probably)so congrats to you, who do this on a daily basis, you are the real MVP’s
Anyway thanks for reading my novel, it’s good to let it out, I think 99% of Hungarian women have no idea who he is, so I am alone with this here
In exchange I brought some nostalgic ones (I have a thing for baseball cap Jack…and Jack with a puppy… or with a braid… or/and a bulge)
he must see these things. Especially cause lately he said he’s never off his phone. I wonder what he thinks to theseBouncing bulge time in slo mo