Caps lock really do pose a love/hate relationship for me.
I'm dreaming of LA.
I'm dreaming of America.
Of stars.
Of being someone.
This band-aid has never wanted something so bad.
I just want the dream.
The car, the house, the hyde nightclub, the stars, the boutiques, the brazillian.
God too much Sex and the city gets me everytime.
By the way, I forgot to inform.
The relationship of the year is back on.
The golden couple are back.
Yes i'm crazy. In love.
I've been behind enemy lines today.
Scary shit.
Babyboy, you can do better.
Coffee?
I wish.
Currenty listening - Wait a minute - Pussycat dolls.
Booze intake - 2 cans
Love life - Regular sex
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