Torquay

Wow. Britain, be more moronic.
Got back from Italy, Germany and France two nights ago and bombed my way down to devon on the train to catch some time with Tom, anouska and Beakey. Went out last night and had a terrible one. The songs are awful, the people not remotely attractive and the vapidity of the situation unbelievably depressing.

I wandered off to the harbour and checked out that and all I wanted to do was get a huge barrell of oil and pour it over the harbour, and watch it go up in flames.
The rich, the poor, I want a new Britain, a new era and a new world.

No wonder the government love binge britain, we get absolutely destroyed, go into loud, dark clubs where conversation is impossible (thereby negating any possible political activism or thought), destroy our bodies and go home in a taxi to wake up the next morning feeling rough as fuck. No, I don't want to do this anymore. It's great for the economy but suicide for the soul.

Look at the 60's, the 70's and the 90's- they were famous for their music, the fashion, the thoughts. The 00's? This period will be known for our stupidity, our drunkeness and the end.