Dofan

Lovely x a soft and gentle poem, engaging and descriptive – and bringing us the possibility that it may well remember history and of times gone by. It is after all a living thing.  Who knows what that tree has witnessed in its life and what it still has to witness.  When we are dead and gone, that tree will carry on, and still shake in the wind…[Read more]

where is it?v ooooo will check me messages xx

oh ok then pml

Do any of you want me to send you my latest poem? I wont post, people are sick of my poems.  I will mail if any of you are interested.  If not no worries.

The posting of peoples children is particularly disgusting.  Those pictures are vile and explicit.

I also know that Maddy and Alfie have young children and posting up peoples addresses can be very dangerous and risks the safety of those children.  If it was my address being posted when my kids were young i would be very very concerned.

I do h…[Read more]

Whoever started this thread is very mean unkind and quite frankly I am disgusted how anyone could do this!!

I don’t what the row was about, I just saw details being posted up over and over again.  I’ve never seen the name Moon Child before today.

I like Tracy, and I am also friends with Alfie.

I don’t who Moon Child is, I managed to get hold…[Read more]

Add a new room for registered only, then the ‘guests’ who wish to troll will be stuck trolling eachother.  Maybe they will even grow some nads and register and give themselves away, then you can ban the little naughties.

I didn’t want to go out earlier so i didn’t buy fags, have none.  So far I’ve only had some grapes and a salad sandwich but a ciggie is all i can think about.   Disgusting habbit, bad for me and expensive.  I’d like to not be a slave to them.  I have patches and chewing gum.  Been sitting here for hours now not being able to sleep, missing fags…[Read more]

So lame.  Check your pm bla bla like a school kid, why bother posting that up? As if anyone gives a crap?.  Blossom is very frustrated she cant post anything atm.  I feel a bit sorry for her.