You can come and stand inline with me at the Tongan high commission
They were too formal. Bye
Do it all. Text him twice. Flirty? Shamelessly
You should, his nose isn’t even that pointy
They are all hugging and crying. It’s making me feel sick
The point of the story is that its very unremarkable and all the exciting stuff happened to other people. Lots of nearlies. Lots of almosts
I’m walking Soho like a lovesick pigeon. Heart broken
Can I be you for tonight?
That was a joke. Keep up
I felt so sick last night with paper all over my floor. I have to learn all this paper. I just want everyone to enjoy chips and cigarettes. He says that is idealising stupidity
Lying in London reading about gay school boys and that type of thing
There are some absolute fuckers singing tuneless Hindi songs
Look what we’ve got ourselves into