Gah! Damn it all to hell. I'm begining to loose my previous upbeat view of the internet dating lark.
I'm persistantly haunted by the sad future image of being found dead, alone amidst a house full of yeard of empty takeaway cartons and an gigantic porn collection ...
Something has to improve, a change of luck?
I'm persistantly haunted by the sad future image of being found dead, alone amidst a house full of yeard of empty takeaway cartons and an gigantic porn collection ...
Something has to improve, a change of luck?