I hate london so much.

I hate the way 10 year olds walk around at 11 at night, swearing and harssing, thinking the world owes them everything.

When no one owes them anything, shit all.

The day was great and everything is ruined. The swimming was great, lunch when briliantly. Lying in a heap in the middle of the floor of my back room was great, all talking and laughing. No one wanted to leave, dispite the uncomfortablness. Evne Narnia was okay in the evening with my brother, wasn't as good as everyone tried to make out..

And everything was ruined by one journey on the way home.

I hope you rot and burn in hell.
Because that's all you deserve.