HIGHLANDS OF THE GREAT SOUTHERN LAND, WE STAND SUPPORTIVE AND NEVER REJOICE BUT STAND OUR GROUND, AND EAT ORANGES BY CHOICE.
Playing elderly sport is not as bad as you would think. Smelling the new fresh scenery, eating nutritional cherry bars, snapping some zaveet selfies of pink golf balls ;) whilst checking out the occasional hawt 80 year old, yeh GOLF is the sport to definetly part take-in. So the story and the glory is that today was quite event-ful, I played some gold GOLF, checked out a budha book shop, ate a gluten-free brownie, watched some dreamie old films, sailed towards home, slept and had a dream about good-looking pirates taking over brisbane due to the floods, ate fush and chups and currently drinking ginger beer!!! My life as a child is slowy developing into a bigger life and trembling the waters of womanhood and never-the-less the question still remains in my contemporary heart, WHY DO SOME SPECIES GET THE PLEASURE TO WALK AND SWIM AND OTHERS HAVE TO DROWN OR DIE IN SEEKING FOR ABSOLUTE FREEDOM?
MEXICAN MODEL XX
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