She doesn’t really think that for a second. It’s one of those things she uses like “crushingly low self esteem” so people will fall all over her, telling her how gorgeous and sexy and unique and clever and fabulous and special she is.Why does she think she has a weird body. Looks like a normal body to me. Shocked she has never claimed body dysmorphia as she says negative stuff about her body a lot.
And now I start to feel sorry for her. Someone remind me she is a cunt please.
'Security concerns'.Well what’s going to be Jacks excuse for not going to Viv’s funeral then being best mates and all !
Maybe while she’s using and abusing words beginning with P (perpendicular, psephologist), and making up stupid stories, she’ll redo the tribute tweet she did for Ruth Bader Ginsberg and call her “peripatetic” again.Hunger Hurts 2
RIP Viv 2
Any more sequels in the works, Jackie luv?
We have the Guardian.pdf 2 to come.Maybe while she’s using and abusing words beginning with P (perpendicular, psephologist), and making up stupid stories, she’ll redo the tribute tweet she did for Ruth Bader Ginsberg and call her “peripatetic” again.
Perpendicular? Psephologist?Maybe while she’s using and abusing words beginning with P (perpendicular, psephologist), and making up stupid stories, she’ll redo the tribute tweet she did for Ruth Bader Ginsberg and call her “peripatetic” again.
That last picture is definitely something my cat used to throw up.5) Hmm, no words now to describe; think I might leave it here..,
That pastry does not look like it has been blind baked. Is that a boiled egg in amongst all the other chaotic ingredients.I know we are all sad but I think we need to pause and look at a) this monstrosity from near enough 7 years ago and b) see who has liked it. This woman (not squigged because she has a blue tick) is AMAZING at making pies. I mean, properly amazing. What on earth is she doing liking Jack’s fucking prune rendered shite?
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Babes, same. Only the one day and I can’t bear it. Please no chaos from Jack as I have big plans to plough through a load of work and OH is off out with the boy.Perpendicular? Psephologist?
A person most peripatetic?
One thing's for certain:
Jack, you're PATHETIC
(brought to you by a woman who's putting off going to bed cos she's in work tomorrow and would rather be on the sofa eating leftover Christmas delicacies instead)
Funny that. I was just thinking I really fancied eating prunes and eggs out of a dirty ashtray.I know we are all sad but I think we need to pause and look at a) this monstrosity from near enough 7 years ago and b) see who has liked it. This woman (not squigged because she has a blue tick) is AMAZING at making pies. I mean, properly amazing. What on earth is she doing liking Jack’s fucking prune rendered shite?
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How in the ever-loving FUCK is it possible to make a pie look like a post-apocalyptic landscape?I know we are all sad but I think we need to pause and look at a) this monstrosity from near enough 7 years ago and b) see who has liked it. This woman (not squigged because she has a blue tick) is AMAZING at making pies. I mean, properly amazing. What on earth is she doing liking Jack’s fucking prune rendered shite?
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That would make quite a good guessing game. Post apocalyptic landscape or Jack recipe.How in the ever-loving FUCK is it possible to make a pie look like a post-apocalyptic landscape?
She’s clearly constipated with all the bollock sausages & shit she eats. That’s why she has the squatty potty too (& was never vegan, we never have that trouble)That pastry does not look like it has been blind baked. Is that a boiled egg in amongst all the other chaotic ingredients.
What is her obsession with prunes? Did evil landlord Grandpa of the £1 middle finger salute own a prune factory that has been left to Big Dave?
WHY IS IT ALWAYS FUCKING PRUNES, JACK? WHY?!
ETA The only bit of Viv I own is some earrings. I shall wear them tomorrow in her honour. I never met her but I did meet MMcL and he was just how he was supposed to beI am so thankful for the months we spent wrapped up in each other, as a forced rest and joytime, as work drifted to the back burner and I focused on totally loving my son instead.
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