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Is It Hot In Here

IS IT HOT IN HERE? I`m a physical, mental wreck, waiting for a beard I have no sense of time, I`m definitely weird. I`m peri-menopausal, go from blazing hot to cold, I have wrinkles, bags, am fat, and very very old. I sometimes find my my car keys in obscure places I often forget names, while remembering certain faces. I`m 50 shades of madness, go from saint to sinner, I eat chocolate for my breakfast, lunch, and sometimes dinner. I often lie in bed with my heart and mind both racing bang on red alert when it`s just my pillow I`m facing I have a yen for change, I want a tie dye dress in blue. I want to get naked in a field under a snuggly at midnight, true. I`d rather have a hob nob than a quickie with a stranger I`ve forgotten all the words to "Away in a manger". I often google questions, that apparently nobody asks, The naughtiest I get, is putting whites with colourfast. I wander round my place with a million good intentions to complete the jobs at hand, then start dreaming of inventions. I get time warped, tongue tied, and prickly I lose my direction and the plot quite quickly. I`m managing not to pee when I sneeze I`m doing pelvic exercises would you please. My sex is definitely not "on fire" I don`t even fancy Danny Dyer! Is it Monday today? I`ve forgotten what I was saying..........

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