Female , 41-45
Just a wench who loves the woods.
A Poem does not grow by jerks. As trees in Spring produce a new ring of tissue, so does every poet put forth a fresh outlay of stuff at the same season.
Last Seen Jun 8, 2013
Member Since May 19, 2012
- 100% French-Canadian
Books the bible
Local Time April 19th, 3:43 PM
woodlandwench has shared 52 Mature Experiences
The Woodland Wench Embracing the beauty of the bark, She lays on a bed of fallen leaves,… [more]
Prayers From A Pathological Liar I am asking for protection prayers and prayers of law and justice from an abusing liar who taught at massey university under a false name. He persists to lie that I stalked him, and now cl… [more]
Debating To Stay I love experience project, however I am very disappointed in the fact they keep groups like " i want to drink your blood" and help rapists find people willing to pretend to get raped. The… [more]
Bad Night Very bad night for me, puked at the park. Just caught another diddler. A bald man taking the name of a politician in new zealand has done something to this mans family. More reports for m… [more]