Market morning 🌞 (at The Market Shed on Holland St)
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Found this super old photo of me on my dash and at first I was like ”whaaaat a naughty shirt, I wish I could delete this” but thinking on it now, I loved that year of being 16 and a punk spending all day at the beach with my friends. I miss all those kids and the retarded jokes and the late nights. Everything’s different now but I’m glad it happened the way it did and ended the way it did. I liked me then and I like me now.
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