WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU CITRUS // Six Word Story #61 She used me. Spat me out. by TONY SINGLE © All rights reserved 2019 Rate this:Share this:TweetTelegramMoreShare on TumblrWhatsAppPocketEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related
Sorry, I’m having to laugh on this one. It was once said about me. Totally untrue. I never spit. 🙂 LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
unbolt me 
First the springs, then the swallows
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Lakes and small birds. I understand.
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Oh how lucky can you be?
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Depends on the perspective, I suppose!
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YOU feel used? And put out!?
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Put out? No. Devastated? Yes, absolutely! 😛
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role reversal baby, turnabout, fair play
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Fair point, David!
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😭😭😭
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😦 😦 😦
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Beautiful writing, thanks for sharing
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Fanks so much! 😀
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Yaaasss! This has brilliant!
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Aw, fanks, trE!
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You’re welcome! I attempted to fix my typo. Lol
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*is
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You know not all women are like that, right.
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Absolutely, Chrisssie! And it’s quite right to be reminded of that.
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Sorry, I’m having to laugh on this one. It was once said about me. Totally untrue. I never spit. 🙂
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Hee hee hee. You caught me completely off guard with that comment, C! 😛
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🙂
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She savaged me.
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Ouch! 😮
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