I’m 26 in September. For my 25th birthday I had a bouncy castle and gin party.
I fled to Europe backpacking to avoid staying in Britain any longer.
I then got a one way ticket to Saigon in Vietnam, got all my shit robbed in 3 days into my stay but I’ve been here six months now - have an internship as a creative assistant for a big company and have met the love of my life.
Stop wasting your lives living in regret that your 9-5 existence is a waste - IT IS.
Get out, be yourself, fuck what other people think, fuck politics
Life is to be LIVED! I still hate clubbing though, my gosh those days are over.