Fitzroy St Fridays

things i saw on my walk today

 these busted shoes were crossing barkly st, st kilda.
their owner is gone but at least they still have eachother.

rain rain go away... a busted umbrella on the sidewalk, barkly st.

a fairly new suitcase in barkly st.
i wonder what it used to hold?

made my boyfriend check it for money but it was empty.
we talked about how we might have run away with our millions.

my lover loving hard rubbish

this view along st kilda beach never fails to make me smile

and always reminds me how amazing my life is
now feels a million miles away from the life i left behind





a filthy jumper curiously politeley hung over a bike rack.

just to catch you up on the last 12 months of mischief...