or blogging while housed? off pitchers of mojitos?
a new definition, y'all.
paris is my shit. you can smoke.... everywhere, they play blur and jimmy eat world hidden tracks in bars, people are so much fucking nicer than you think they would be, my cousin rules.
I'm going here tomorrow. I'm going to london the day after and I am having the time of my life.
how am I living? fantastically.
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How you livin' biggie smalls?
In mansions and benzes, givin' ends to your friends, and it feels stupendous?
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