last weekend I went to london by myself with no map. I looked like this:
this is what they think america looked like in victorian times:
this is victoria. she's a hot lady:
words make my mouth exercise!
parts of london were quite fowl (add it up):
my back hurts. i've been here for a month. i will most likely change my plane ticket and stay here next summer. i'm still too afraid to go to gay clubs, but soon. then i will find love. or maybe i'll be less delusional. like that will ever happen.
i love all of you, but now i must run. we're going to see the white cliffs of dover and canterbury. i know, my life is hard! violent femmes make it okay, though.
because when i'm a walking i strut my stuff..