Summer is a bit like a drug. Once you start thinking about it, it’s all you can think about.
Sitting in a field with a bottle of honey ale under the sunshine watching a folk band is where i want to be right now.
Instead i am sitting on a bus on my way to college at ten past nine in the morning with wet hair and a bare face.
Uhhhhhh i am not feeling this right now.
Is it just me or you don’t really realise how drunk you are until you are in a bathroom alone???