if i hear one more joke about "wieners"....well. things won't be pretty. and there'll be a few bogan boys who won't ever come home.
urgh. australians think its a grand idea to come to austria and be stupid. and loud. and smelly.
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sunday mornings in libraries. sunday afternoons in cafes. nights spent face down listening to white noise. swing dresses dried flowers and a pink sofa. ink stains and squids and messy hair. records on repeat. joan didion and middlemarch. words clutched so tightly they might as well be heartbeats. bad temperedness to boot. and a skirt worn like a flag
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