SummerSerenade
Bluelighter
After 5 days of absolutely lovely ups and crushing life ruining style downs I am sitting in a pub getting slightly pished while I wait 3 hours for the coach that will take me on a very unwelcome return back to reality. Fortunately uni reality rather than home reality. All I know about my future is that it's going to contain shit loads of cocaine. Silver linings right? I never quite believed how much things can change in the space of... hours until now.
But enough from me, how are the rest of you lovely fuckers?
But enough from me, how are the rest of you lovely fuckers?