A place in dengie that is filled with little slags u will find a lot of cocky kids there and a lot of canisters and weed bags it’s a shithole but everyone loves to pretend it’s a nice to live but then u get the 10 year olds that play knock down ginger u will find some funny peadophiles here and crackheads which is the best culture overall it’s fun as fuck shittest part about it it’s located in Essex and some utes like to call it minster

The two states of being are as a human being, or a hungry ghost. Semi-regularly you need to ask yourself which you are. Sometimes it is human. Others, alas, it is hungry ghost.

The hungry ghost seeks validity outside of themselves. Someone pining for an indifferent ex is a hungry ghost. Someone who arrives alone at 6:30 on Saturday night to a pub is probably a hungry ghost. Obsessive checking of mobile phones, chat sites or networks are clear signs that one is a hungry ghost.

The best thing to do is just stay home and ride it out. Read a book. Find some good clean fun.