All about the Benjamins.

Yesterday I turned 21. Drank nothing.
Went to New York City.
And took this picture.


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Second chances without end.

Nobody sings anymore.

Throw your roses. Throw your tears.

Work. Work. Hang out. Work some more.

New York on my birthday will be so great.

Maturity.

That one night at 1 in the morning...

Am I a good person?

Flying high.
Mistake on the horizon?