kiss my ass, I hope you die

[theweakgezelle]

Anna and I sat next to the busy road heading north out of Hobart, each with a big grin behind a sign saying Lake St. Clair. We held our sign out towards the passing cars and observed the smiles and honks of people passing by, yet not one person stopped for us. It was twelve thirty, and today we were hitch-hiking up north to start the Overland Track

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dood

[absolutvix]

so.

jealous.

miss you and anna!

[acoldsteadyrain]

kisch, soo long, no time, they're closing the lab like now.
call me sometime again. reed. sounds exciting. reread Lonesome Traveler the other day.