So like I am home at the moment, trying to clean up my room and I am epically failing. It's been nearly a week since I've talked to Mr X (he is not my boyfriend just so you know, but I wish he was) and I think I am going crazy. Oh wait, I already am crazy...never mind. I am bored as all fuck at the moment and I need entertainment....because I have used my internet up once and again and yeah....nothing to do.
Photo timmeeee!
Oh Venice, how I long to visit you. Such a beautiful city, in a beautiful country.Oh yeah....just so you know, I am Italian. I wasn't born there, but I am the First Generation of my Family to be born here in Australia. That makes me feel somewhat disconnected from the rest of my family, but I should be fucking thank-ful for being born here. But been stubborn as I am, I'm not. Doesnt matter, I love Australia and I love being Italian. Thats all that matters.
