Nothing, I’m amazing.
- Paris: Answered.
- Budapest: I have three already, I don’t think I will get anymore. ThoughI suppose anything is possible.
- Amsterdam: A bloody one.
- Hong Kong: That’s the question you choose. Seriously? Probably the day my brother Giacomo was born I was three and my mother screamed for hours.
- NYC: Nothing, I would burn if I got up at morning.
- Milan: Jerk. Dickhead. Arsehole, something along those lines.
- Paris: Something with meaning behind it. A kiss is easily given, and easily taken. It’s another thing to have a reason behind it, to have intent. Those are the ones you remember, the others that stick by you.
Shower stuff. Bath bombs are stupidest fucking things I’ve ever heard of.
To be pestered with stupid questions, but it’s obviously too late for that.
I don’t want anything. I’m bored of this ‘holiday’, get me a good bottle of wine if anything and bugger off.
I guess I am most proud of what I have achieved in life, becoming a clan leader. I don’t know, I haven’t about it really.
I don’t often use my sexuality to help, that’s what compulsion is for. Occasionally in bars when I’m looking for something to eat I might use my sexuality to get my way.