Life as an 18-year-old

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    Have had a little panic about turning 18 and coming of age.
    For most young people, this means 18 years the hook and that you can finally buy your own cigarettes / snus. But for me, it has mostly been the nervousness of becoming an "adult".
    Not because I am otherwise an irresponsible person, but now you can never blame all your mistakes on the fact that you are still just one children!
    But now that I'm 18, it does not feel as stupid anymore. On my birthday, Frida and I went to Sister Linda's Bullit and celebrated with one drink.
    And yesterday, Miska and I had the most cozy evening in the world when we first ate dinner on Alexander (a restaurant in Uppsala) when I no longer had to take a soft drink with the food. And after that we had a beer Terraces and sat and pratade for several hours. How wonderful!
    But note that I have been to 3 different places since I turned one, and I still have not had to show leg one time only!
    But at least it's nice to finally be able to publish pictures like this on the blog! ;)
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    Helena Amiley
    Helena Amiley
    I write mostly about beauty but also offer glimpses from the entrepreneurial life and the construction of our own camper van. Vanlife here we come!

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