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I had a dream/nightmare last night in which I was in LA, enjoying myself living somewhat like a vagabond but strangely at a really nice hotel with my brother Albert. I remember buying oldschool rollerskates, cute platform sandles, and giving myself a hideous haircut (which i've done in real life). Then, I realized that it was 4pm on monday and I was a 5 hour flight from NYC and therefore missing my own book release party. Devastated, I attempted to hang myself. Not fun.
4 comments:
wdf?
From the fact you posted, I am going to hope/assume the hanging part was in the dream not a failed waking attempt! HA!
cocaine is a hell of a drug...
I love their pose,especially the guy who pretending that he a guitar hero.
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