happy mother’s day nan! you brought up the best son, my hero. love you xx
OMG, WORST DREAM EVER. only because i so so sooooo wanted it to be true. argh, far out.
far out, i love those random moments when you remember something totally random and it makes you laugh out loud.. i just remembered on recruit school grad day and carpi came up to me and one of the guys and goes… ‘do you have a tic tac? i have really bad breath apparently, everyone keeps telling me.. *getting really really close to us* and my mate just goes.. ‘yep.. it’s...
another week down, less than 9 weeks until i get my tattoo and up to sunny sunny cairns. keen as a green lima been with a healthy spleen on his way to meet the queen! on a side note, went shopping in the city yesterday and met some guy in hype, got talking about why we were in the city, told him we were in the navy.. his response.. ‘no way.. get out while you can. i was in for 5 years,...
being ‘home’ makes me realise that it’s no longer home. i feel like a stranger in the town i grew up in. i’ve had so many experiences over the past 4 months, that this place seems to simple. it holds no excitement for me. everyone seems stationary and i feel like i’m moving forward. i love my family and friends so much, but i think getting out, and moving away, was...
people are weird. for example. i had someone last night tell me how much they love me, wanting to visit me in sydney, missing me, that they love me and im beautiful and such. today… no reply. i can’t keep up with emotions like that…
if a drunk mind speaks a true mind. i’m really happy as i just got the cutest drunk phone call. aww
throughopenedeyes: YOLO So, today, i was...
last night when i was drunk, i came home, sat infront of my laptop, filming myself on photobooth eating banana chips.. the video legit goes for 2 minutes, hahahah. good times.