Archives for posts with tag: Sean Paul


Singing Sean-a Paul loudly and dancing around at home.

Making dinner for my parents and singing Massa Massaman (you know, like that macho man song) (I made Massaman curry).

Just being at home. Having some time to be in a nice house alone.

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Smell of fresh paint. Reminding me of being at home and redecorating with dad.

Dangerous Love. Fuse ODG and Sean Paul. Yas.

Dancing with Rosie to the crazy European live band in Brixton. After Stomping Dave!

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Pulling up the last of our carrots. And finding them all hilariously bent, twisted and stubby (but still delicious).

Going for a massage with my boyfriend.

Going out to G-A-Y for the very first time and dancing to endless Sean Paul, Beyonce and some Nicki Minaj with no hassle from men. Perfect.