P.p.s. I Am Giving You

Look, I Can't Go Out With You, Because... Because... Because I'm A Lesbian.

Its Okay I'm Wearing Really Big Knickers.

Looking Out Of The Window At The Infinite Sky, I Prayed Out, 'dear Baby Jesus, I Am Sorry For My Sin, Even Though I Do Not Know What They Are, Which Seems A Bit Unfair If It Is Going To Be Held Against Me. But That Is Your Way. And I Am Not Questioning Your Wisdomosity. In Future, However, Would It Be Possible For My Life To Be Not So Entirely Crap? Thank You.

When Mutti And Vati Came In I Didn't Speak To Them. I Just Unfurled The Cat Molesters Banner I Had Made.

Love Is A Many Trousered Thing.