Bianca´s Diary 20/09/2009

Halloween

Once upon a time in Oxford a young man dressed as a skeleton scared me in a dark tunnel. I was not aware that it was Halloween. I do not get scared anymore about people dressed up in fancy dresses shouting boo to me. What scares me far more is egoism, greed, no social skills, no manners, no fairplay ...

Since I am trying hard to be a mean witch, come and knock at my door of my gingerbread house you pinky spoiled princess or you superficial big boy.

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Chlamydia no. 129 - I can hear a lot of frogs quacking!

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I do still remember you, more than you may think!

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for some romance during your stay in Melbourne restaurant Sirens at the beach!