The shells crack under our shoes
Like punctuation points
The planets bend between us
A hundred million suns and stars
It’s amazing. How I used to cannot tahan the taste of Brand’s Chicken essence and mum will have to campur it with the daily cuppa Milo and I’ll squeeze my nose gulping the combination down in 3 seconds.
How I spontaneously bought a six pack (of chicken essence not beer) last semester, and how I can drink it neat and actually not minding it.
Unbelievable. Probably my taste buds grew up. Probably I grew older up. Probably it’s just mum power. yeah I’d go with the latter.
24 hours later I’ll be walking to the nicest building in Melbourne. and I’ll camp there for approximately 8 hours. And then…. *to be continued*
ha.
(remember how we always say you wait lah! you think you so smart lah! just waait! back in taylors? I have nothing to relate to or comment about it actually it was just suddenly remembered.)
wah brands and milo so disgusting.