Sunday, 13 September 2009

SUMMER: In Chronological Order

A dark, overcast morning, I'm pulling away from my family's small white house on the end of a terrace. Driving to London, crying.

I used to fucking dream about the day I could leave that hole and now I don't want to go. I used to wonder how the place was actually populated, why people didn't just leave. I understand now, it sucks you in.

Now I'm in London about to start a degree in Fashion Management, padding around my brand new flat eating muesli and 19p noodles. At least my last summer at home was spent full of alcohol, hedonism, hot nights and chill days, and the best bunch of idiots ever. Enjoy:

Pix all from my shitty camera phone, appreciate.

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