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.
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
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.
now feels a million miles away from the life i left behind
a filthy jumper curiously politeley hung over a bike rack.
lovely
ReplyDeletehad to say I clicked on your blog because I like its title, I have recently blogged about adventures, and misadventures could be quite devine.
And also because you apparently like Sia aswell. But anyway, Im raving again as usual.
thanks steph :) as you can see im new at this, but i left the world of facebook (shock horror) and all my friends keep complaining that they miss laughing at all my mishaps and adventures so i thought this might be a fun way to keep them all in the loop as well as hopefully bring a smile to others!
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