Touching bums.
'I won't tell what they say about you
I won't flourish the shit
You are my dearest friend
And I will protect you to the end.'
Howzabout I list every single obscure band I've ever heard of?
Les Choristes.
Elf.
Love, Actually.
t4 sunday.
"It feels as if I have fallen unexpectedly into a deep whirlpool which tumbles me around so that I can neither stand on the bottom or swim up the top...I believe that my memory tells me lies. That none of the things it reports ever happened. I have no senses. Body, shape, extension, movement and place are chimeras. So what remains true? Perhaps just the one fact that nothing is certain."
George Gillen.
Linda Malone.
Zoe Barber.