Poor White Trash



Matt Rowe arrived from London.  Lunch with Casey at Westville.  Steven and I ate an early supper and held hands in the street.  I felt my whole body tingle with excitement.  Late dinner at lil’ Frankies with my pride boys.  I love them.

Gave up after that.  Exhausted.

I found out that somebody for whom I had long-held a candle is in fact gay…

Much more to tell but have no time.

One reply on “Poor White Trash”

God wishing I was in New York instead of stuck working in an office here in little old Ireland…… your vlog made me smile!!! Thanks……

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