Already yelling smith street band lyrics in my brain.
Scrap that! Healsville it is is! Smith street band! Jamie hay! Fox trot! And I’m drinking Smirnoff double blacks. Courtney’s back.
They say how you spend your new years is how you spend the rest of the year… Off to the beach we go! :)
Another year down, just hit me. I did SO MUCH this year. Pretty awesome. Bring on 2012! :D
First goodnight sleep in 2 weeks.
So that’s what I needed, Real Talk dinner chats with mates and hardcore show. No alcohol needed.
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Doesn’t look good…
I think Richmond might be where I move next….
I think a lot, but I don’t say much.– Anne Frank (via misswallflower)
I don’t remember when it switched over from me thinking it was cute to say I...– Erin Foster in Single Girls Guide-‘Grow the Eff up’ for Hellogiggles (via sophierobson) Just like this idea that not having your shit together, or at least having intentions towards being a legit human, is actually reasonable or even remotely attractive. Don’t sell out, but don’t be a fucking...
Is there a way to stop dreaming?
I like that I make friends with girls who talk about goals, achieving and innovation.