scatty my kids dad, 'no one else is ever going to love you, I mean, single parent three kids. No one would take that on'
well, that was his guilt speaking, although, admittedly my nasty little internal catholic nun casts that up if I'm feeling low or unloved or chubby. My self esteem can be pretty fucking shite at times (in love with best friend for almost three years, takes its toll) on top of that the chap I was kinda seeing that I had sex with on the 4th date, who never phoned me again and catweazle-runner then sometimes you feel shitty crap.
Then there's a little light. Yeah, ok, stealth boast. New profile has been up for just over a week. 300 views. 75 messages. Not all potatoes. Gorgeous, clever, sexy man taking me out for swanky dinner on Wednesday (then nailing me) although I am horribly cynical (really) all it takes is one person.
I got a reply from the tranny I messaged earlier. It was really sweet and appreciative. That's made my day 10 times more than filth texts from the prof or PM viewing my OKC (panic! Shit!)