They say this is the city of angels. All I see is dead wings...

 

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:: 2008 22 December :: 9.12 am
:: Mood: ecstatic
:: Music: Whatever You Like - TI

Patron on ice, we can pop bottles all night..
Baby, you can have whatever you liiiiike!
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SO! News.

I couldn't take it anymore. 'It' meaning my life.
And I had the perfect plan, but it was taking place too far into the future, sooo I changed that plan. I went and got the christmas present I was going to buy later, but bought for myself last night..

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