Shit me, I’m getting old man. Basically this is me: 24, unemployed, stupidly lazy, still lives with parents. Went to uni but dropped out, went back to college and got qualified with chainsaws n shit. I can’t seem to get a job round here, but cant afford to move out until I get one. Catch 22 is a bitch. Hopefully one day I’ll get my self sorted with a cushy pad and a sweet job in conservation, preferably something to do with veteran trees & woodland management/consultancy.
I like good music, good films, good times, and drinking.
I like to spend my time wishing I was doing something more worthwhile. Flying gives me headaches, butterflies and moths freak me out.
I’m not quite a black sheep, more of a grey one.
I’ve never managed to meditate.If you don't already love me - you soon will. It’s inevitable.
Oh, and one day I will save the world
