(There's nothing worse than). Doesn't matter if they look like Brian Molko, or Josh Hartnett, I won't look twice at a boy with a fag in his hand. Coz it's mingin. And coz it says an awful lot about them. And coz, no, actually, it doesn't look cool or elegant.
And no apologies to the smokers reading this. And I resent the way pubs and clubs make me smell.
I feel alone. I have my friends. And I have my busy life. But I still need a boy. It's my second Achilles heel. My first is me. My biggest fear is growing old alone. But I know I'm not the only one.
OK I specifically stayed in tonite to do Uni work.. coz I've ran outta time as usual.. so I guess I should do it.
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