another shot before we kiss the other side, tonight yeah baby.
for some reason, this song is all i want to listen to now.
time flies. and i feel like sometimes, i am running out of words to say.
do you think that maybe we have a set number of words we can say in our lifetime?
that you stop talking when the time is right? that the time is ultimately death?
i don't know. but today, i don't feel any different.
this is pouring rain, this is paralysed
its pouring outside right now. cold and wet, every Australian's nightmare.
this weather takes me back to london. i wish i was there.
such a beautiful city.
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