a waltz down memory lane.

my grandad's moving down to tuross heads. so we drove down there to take a look at the place and everything; and oh my god. i went down there with jess in the year 7 - year 8 summer holidays, and the memories just came floooooding back.


eh jess?


'His name is Percy.'
'Hey look it's the OTHER guy!'
'Omg Tia there's a frog on the door. No really.'
'You look like the grudge.'

and the yellow walls and that bunk bed in our under the house room > < that all night conversation to jack and the discussion that followed > < the radio station that played the same songs every day lol and that random late night game show that we made steph try and ring. ah jess. (Y)

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