My Love, My Stalkers

America the beautiful. Scratch that. America the corrupt A buffoon reigns over thee. And crowned with crap and debt to the trillions. From sea to polluted sea! That’s better. I was 18 then I moved to London. Much nicer and safer than the bloody U.S. 18 seems young I know but with the parents I had and a younger brother plus rising crisis and prices I had to escape to the home of One Direction. That’s not why I moved but you get the gist of it. I happened to be 6’5 160 pounds and have successfully worked some hard abs in. But it is the Stalker that really ruins things. So if you like thrillers, comment and like and more chapters will come  Thanx! Xox