February 2011
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I’m in love with a busker that’s hanging around Adelaide playing the guitar. He’s probably only going to be here during the fringe, all the good buskers come down for this then leave me when it’s all over. I’m going to be one sad, little girl when the fringe ends and he goes away to follow another festival somewhere else in the world.
Seriously though, he’s so...
That awkward moment you realize that Noel Fielding...
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Trying to get my head around the impossible.
“I drank to drown my sorrows, but the damned things learned how to swim.”
– Frida Kahlo (via thebeautifulyouth)
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A beautiful girl like you doesn’t deserve to feel so alone.
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