Thirty

This week has pretty much been a never ending Whiskey blur. I have been to gigs and working and getting drunk and working and not sleeping and taking walks and eating crap and drinking and after parties and...yeah, you get the picture.

My skin looks like a peperoni pizza and my body is aching due to alcohol and.. moshpits. I have had the same make-up since.. god, I do not even want to know - and I can not remember my last shower. But I am living the life guys! I think about that a lot. I might be a bit disgusting at the moment but I am alive and every day is a new adventure.

I love you London and and the people I have around me just now and I love.. I fucking love feeling so full of life.