Tuesday, 28 July 2009

I'm back...

Eurotrip with my friends was amazing. Partying in abandoned warehouses in east Berlin. Having sex with an italian stranger in a club.

It's just real life and getting a job. I feel so claustrophobic back at home with my mum screaming at me to eat something. The freedom of having friends who don't give a fuck what you eat (or don't) and doing whatever you want, whenever you want. Resisting the temptation to buy expensive drugs or fuck exotic strangers.

God, I hate reality.

Stay strong



  1. Wow, you sound like you had an exciting time. I wish I could just "let go" like that! Welcome back.

  2. Fucking hell I love you Daisy.