House Arrest

I've been doing so much time inside my mind. My head is my cell behind the bars of my eyes. Tomorrow has a bitter fucking taste. Don't try to tell me that I'm not alone, because I've been throwing rocks and nobody's home.

Sleeping pattern = Fucked

Ratio of time spent in and out of the house in the past 4 days = 1:0

Money = £00.00

Weather = Shit

Depression = Kicking in.

My life. | TweetPhoto

I have adopted the life of a king.

The last few weeks have been really great for a change. I turned 18 last week, meaning I am now officially a man. Shit. Time to sort out my life, act my age, and start my real life...or not as the case may be.
Marijuana intake is up this month due to an increase in funds. Good stuff recently too, sourced not too far from me which makes things easier.
All I seem to spend my time doing is smoking, skating or riding, with the possibility of some photography in between. Some of you may think that I am wasting my time/life, and maybe I am but I wouldn't trade it for anything 'cause I love weed. There, I said it.
My body clock has been flipped upside down at the moment, its really becoming a problem. I sleep when everyone is out and then sit in my room itching to do something at 3 am. On the off chance my timetable fits I'll go for a skate but then I end up getting high and thinking the shittest tricks are worth doing. Its not cool.
I can't be bothered typing anymore, I've found myself just typing for the sake of it now. Here are some pictures I've taken over the past few weeks, they're not on facebook or anything yet so feel privileged to be getting an exclusive right here!