Sometimes, I just want to ask somebody, 'What are they fighting for?' I may be naive, and could cause serious offence to other people, but I just see young men being sent away to a country which is taking away their lives, and their future. And I ask again, 'What are they fighting for?'
I'm Lo. I'm British, however hate how we're associated with
socks & sandals, and tea. I hate tea. The dream is to write film scripts, and books. I'm jealous of every single person living in America. I speak fluent