Mortified At The Speed With Which Intimacy

I Worry Sometimes That I'm A Bit Moralistic; Always Writing About Men Who Are Learning To Grow Up, Not Be So Self-absorbed, Selfish Or Badly Behaved. I Wonder If That's Dull And Liberal And Wimpy? I Should Probably Write Something That Celebrates Wickedness.

No Matter How Predictable, Banal And Listless The Rest Of My Life Might Be, You Can Guarantee That There'll Always Be Something Interesting Going On With My Skin.

I've Only Ever Been Recognised In The Street Once. In Sweden, Strangely.

You Must Do What You Enjoy.

Welcome To The Graveyard Of Ambition.