shafts of light sometimes grace the corner of our rooms

[wordasobject]

another summer waxes in the big city. like an inverted noir film, it feels open ended and blissful. its my one true aim to remain as hedonistic as possible until the commencement of my job (a month from now). and not purely in the epicurean sense. i'm talking booze and books here, folks. cheap vodka and essays on film theory; the best of both

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[kdollarsign]

i know that feel of the city

i think i'm going to try to bum a ride after school's out

helden wie wir

[neverwhispered]

hey guess what, i don't give a fuck about mill or bazin. SO THERE. but your schtick is funny, i'll grant you that.

and oh fuck, you're cute as hell. i'm so pleased to have you here for the summer. there you are on the bed nakedly reading the practice of theory and talking to me about paraplegic artists while i apply for jobs and dance to the minutemen. hot.

loooooooove!!!!

[avariceglutton]

New Mango York Shit Yeah.