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:Tweet Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram MoreShare on Tumblr Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Pocket Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print 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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