But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.
But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.
Are you a matcha/Heytea/Molly-tea-loving, Anki-addicted tutor? Do you like Pop Mart merchandise and studying at the gym? If you answered yes to any of these, my guess would be that you are a UNSW medicine student.