Sorry for my dear diary absence guys!
Dear Diary - London Edition Special.
six weeks on and so much done,
l’ve done BJJ and CrossFit,
low cut dresses from Zara online,
see if James finally notices I have tits
champagne breakfasts, pizza dinner,
different living is just for me,
this week I went to formula one,
I can go where I like you see.
That Niamh yoke who I met in Bali,
seems to have followed me over here.
she’s all for self love and manifesting,
and at that shite I sneer.
she’s not like me, she’s not the same,
the corporate world had me first,
my leaving cert and 500 points,
gave me ambition and a thirst.
Im great at maths, I’m great at science,
(I’m even great in bed),
although since I had my fanny waxed,
Im pretty sure it’s gone dead.
Back to me, let me recall,
the corporate life I had.
9-5 in Dublin city,
made me really sad.
Im not sure that I ever said,
I worked in a night club.
some would say it was ‘just bar work’
but it was more than just a pub!
I was in charge of events and things,
I even met 50 cent,
But life in Dublin was expensive,
for alcohol, pizza and rent!
Now my work is for myself,
I mend relationships with food,
I would never let my own eating,
dictate my feelings or my mood
![Lying face :lying_face: 🤥](https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/gh/joypixels/emoji-assets@5.0/png/64/1f925.png)
Ive built an online business,
but spaces to join are rare!
Im so full of
tit in Instagram,
you‘d think I really care!
All I want from you, you see
is €79 per month,
Then you’ll realise it’s a total scam,
and you’ll think I’m a ginger
bleep.
I must go now, I’ve things to do,
James smith is on tour this week.
ever since I first
stalked met him,
I’ve acted like such a creep!
I cannot walk through London now,
as the cat calling makes me mad,
I think I’ll order some dominoes,
and face time mam and dad!
xxxxx