"Drink and dance and laugh and lie,
Love, the reeling midnight through,
For tomorrow, we shall die!
(But, alas, we never do)"
- Dorothy Parker

Cameron. London. You shouldn't ask a lady her age, what bad manners. This is a word place by a word person. Pictures are rare. Don't expect anything to make sense, or be particularly 'nice'. I've been told I'm an incredibly pretentious hateable person. Form your own opinion. We'll probably either hate each other or get along decently. I do hope you have an interesting life.



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