A whole lot of nothing could still produce something.

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I always imagine what I am like to other people. What stereotypical role do I play in everyone else's existence? It really is true. We are many things to many people. To Brooklyn, I'm the awkward transistion- a needy and gullible duckling. To Paris, I'm the exotic representation of knowing- a refreshing addition to anyone's perspective. To me, I am

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Things will be okay.

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Oh, I'm sure of it.

Also, thank you. You are the reason this entry exists.

I'm sure sxsw will be great. Steff will pop lock on my behalf.

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If you ever want to talk, feel free to IM me anytime. I'm open ears, 24/7.

I will be seeing you guys after SXSW anyways. I want to visit Memphis. I'm doing a photo series named, "when new york met the south". I'll be photographing everyone's territory in the mean streets crew. Speaking of which, Mean Streets consist of - me, sean, stef, clay, erin, jermey, and YOU.

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Speaking of which, Mean Streets consist of - me, sean, stef, clay, erin, jermey, and YOU.

i thought Mean Streets was just what you called yr photography

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Before I knew you, the role you played in my existence was "wow he's hot but my existence means nothing to him so I'm gonna give up before I even think about trying anything..." or something like that.

That last paragraph is sad and horrifying and lol and lovely all at once. Let's have some drinks and give you a fauxhawk this weekend? For shits and giggles? Eh?

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I'm ready for it. <3

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You're an awesome friend, Evan.
One day.. SOME DAY I'll be waiting for you two at LAX.

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oh yeah, thats a given. If she's able to come she'll be there too