My parents divorced. My dad moved back to The States and I went with him. My mum stayed here in The U.K. A few years back I started to miss all my friends and family and thought it would be best to move back out here. So here I am....cold, wet, miserable, my teeth have turned bad, Mary Poppins is on TV everynight, drinking tea all day, watching soccer hooligans smashing up the town I live in, and watching Tony Blair trying to wash the sh*t off his tongue from when he had it so far up Bush's ass. And do you know what? I don't miss The States at all! (apart from the gigs of course!)
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