Here I am...
Some obscure motel in Noble Park (The OZ Crime Capital), watching the Antiques Roadshow.
In front of me is a half empty bottle of Jose Cuervo Tequila... blocking my view of the television... A half pissed Miss X is lying inside the wardrobe...
We're finally leaving...
Freedom is a great feeling but it doesn't come for free...
My mum is at her house crying, overwhelmed by concern and betrayal no doubt.
It's painful to think about so I try not to.
Another shot.
Sydney here we come!
Some obscure motel in Noble Park (The OZ Crime Capital), watching the Antiques Roadshow.
In front of me is a half empty bottle of Jose Cuervo Tequila... blocking my view of the television... A half pissed Miss X is lying inside the wardrobe...
We're finally leaving...
Freedom is a great feeling but it doesn't come for free...
My mum is at her house crying, overwhelmed by concern and betrayal no doubt.
It's painful to think about so I try not to.
Another shot.
Sydney here we come!
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