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MARY SHELLEY DIED FOR OUR SINS

I called her every Saturday morning, though, and played ‘Wuthering Heights’ by Kate Bush into the phone. I wouldn’t say anything, just play the song as soon as she answered and then hang up when it finished. I never did explain why and I think she hated it, but it became such a habit that she just answered every week without fail.

Review: Baby Bi Bi Bi

I remember exiting the theatre and not being able to stop smiling. As we were making our way to the tram stop, I couldn’t help shaking Dani’s arm and repeatedly (annoyingly) asking her if she saw what I saw and if she could believe it. Being the kind soul she is, she patiently told me that yes, she was there the entire time and she knew exactly how I felt in that moment and there’s a small bit of shared magic that we both took away that night. So please, if you have the time and money go see the show with a friend, I promise you won’t regret it.

Australian PMs Ranked By Hotness

Danielle Scrimshaw on the unsung hotties of history class

pink fringe liquid stars

my body is nothing but ocean
and vivid black sky and i feel whole
she is somewhere floating behind me
solid and present while i am
nothing but liquid stars
she reaches for me and i sink into the womb

Review: We Were There

I thought, fuck it, I’m going to Midsumma, so and the hair remained.

Part Eight: And I Feel Fine

“Why are you carrying a pigeon?”

Part Seven: Land Down Under

You know that feeling when you wake up after a really hectic night?

Part Six: It’s Lit, Fam

“What is that? A barbecue?”

Part Five: Fifty Shades of Blue

I clung tightly to a Country Road bag full of onions, engaged in a fierce tug-of-war contest with the now crazed former Prime Minister.

Part Four: Wake Me Up Before You Row, Ro

“Is that… is that Tony Abbott?”

Part Three: Flower Power

Before I could reply there was some sort of battle cry and a horde of figures came running down the plains. They took advantage of our confusion and circled us, pointing sharpened sticks at our flesh.

Part Two: Tinder Surprise

This is the way the world ends, not with a bang but a – lol jks it will end with us banging.

Part One: The Sacking of YOMG

Canned soup, canned asparagus, canned spaghetti, canned – ohmygod tampons.

Employee of the Month

Patricia was just about to ask if he had a Rewards Card when the man pulled out a gun.