Update

Hey Dolls,

I did promise I’d try to get back to writing more so here I am. There is an ongoing joke between my friends and I about how I am going to have to move off this island soon because I’m going to run out of men. As much as I take this in good humour there is an element of truth to it. I have dating and or slept with more than my fair share of guys on this island. Part of the reason is there just isn’t any one here for me. I love ice hockey, I hate football and I don’t have to drink to have a good time. I’m clearly not Englishman friendly.

Looks wise I’m not a picky girl, I ‘d much rather have guy that I can talk with and that can make me laugh rather than a guy that makes girls panties wet with one look. I do have a few rules about who I’ll date, they need to be taller and older than me but I’m sure for the right person that wouldn’t matter however I’m very firm on the guy have no kids. I have a fear of working sperm. My hands are full dealing with cry baby men, I don’t need actually children.

For the first time in years there are no men in my life. I lost my temper and just gave up on men. I don’t want the stress. I have no problem with fuck friends, I think they’re great however I fucking hate when men pretend they’re after something more. I wish they could just be straight with me.

I’m sure you people will enjoy this, god hates me. I have good reason to believe this the last 3 guys I’ve been really into have turned out to be religious nut jobs. I’m use to guys turning out to be crazy but never in my life have I had a problem with religious freaks. I have nothing against religion, I was raised Baptist but I do have a problem with having it rubbed in my face and being made to feel like the Anti-Christ. Having sex doesn’t make me the Devil.

I hope everyone is keeping safe, I love you all

Queen Bee x