Good lord, that is one fat girl. When I lived in London, thirty years ago, no Brit was fat. Now, so many are sloppy pigs. Don’t get it.
The sun has truly set.
Tagging an ancient wall. Let them rot in a Thai jail. The level of narcissism is stunning.
I feel the rhythm of the earth
In my soul tonight
May I never fade away
And I've decided I can live
With humility
And the sad decay
Cause that's the English way.