"I don’t want to waste your time… I don’t want to waste your time…"
Under Control. The Strokes.
Empathy and Compassion.
Everyone needs some.
Loyalty. Something you’ll really want.
I Never saw the point in trying…
Alright, my mate Rossi and I. When I still studied at UWS we would take a ferry into Circular Quay. We would see diggers on barges. Causing the phrase “Digger on a barge!” to be born. Now this just blows my mind.
Serious Need.
I need some kind of training glove. Not closed in punching gloves, I dislike using my fists and like to go open palm strikes. Might go into Rebel Sport tomorrow and look for a pair.
Never.
I like that match, I honestly really do. But in order to do that, in order to become remotely acceptable… I would have to die.
The person you know would have to cease his existence and become something else completely. I like hanging out with her and talking to her, but to become anything more… Well, then you won’t know me at all.
I’m not worthy, there’s no way I ever will. So you can kindly shut up now.
Come out dancing with me?
Why can’t we have more places like these in Sydney?
