23 year old Australian alcoholic, battling major depressive order with music, partying, adventure and romance
What if the cartoon bomb we know is meant to represent a real bomb was a synecdoche and so was itself also a real bomb and exploded at the end of his speech with a small “pop” into confetti streamers on each of which were printed exact copies of the original bomb chart which weeks later themselves explode with a small “pop” into paper dolls that are exact replicas of a naked Ahmadinejad except with a wee little package?
Good morning Newcastle you luscious sunny babe! Anyone wanna grab breakfast? (Taken with Instagram at Darby Street)
Fucking buses. At least I’ve got this to ease the pain. (Taken with Instagram at Centro Raymond Terrace)