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Urban Pinup
Retro Spectacle:
Beautiful creatures have been hitting on me all night at Bonbon. I made out with Kyle after we did a bump in the kitchen. I was just going through the motions. Now I’m probably going to have to avoid him all night. How long have I been nursing this drink? The DJ booth is crowded. Who are these people?
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Bag Ladies
You need to start training again for the amount of partying that you’re about to dive into. God, who invented the Frozen Margarita? You owe them your life right now
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Set Me Free
“If you do anything regularily for a while, sooner or later the weirdos will show up”
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XOXO
Dime A Dozen
EP07
Your happiness only comes in tiny morsels like during the loud music or when something chemical is in your blood
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But when I wake up “R-Kelly-Trapped-In-The-Closet-(Part I)” style, after 2 hours of sleep, to the ultraviolet rays of cancerous light emanating from your I-MAC sceen, feeling like shit with the redbull jitters, well, I won’t remember any of this “conversation”
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Mister Mister
The Jitterbug
Snowflake Cereal
I hear the sun is beautiful over a lake, but all I see are high-rises now and that blinding shine coming off the glass
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Vote For Kerry
You really love this song and you’re dancing extra hard and you’re squeezing your eyes shut, but you can still see the color of the lights through your eyelids
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Tonight you were standing alone near coatcheck, and I didn’t even notice you in this incredibly “fashion-conscious-party-traffic” until you grabbed my arm and yelled my name above the noise. I could tell something was wrong right away, but I ignored it and mechanically recited my “I haven’t seen you in forever” party script
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Different Folks
Touchy Feely
The club is packed, and you’ve lost your new friends and you can’t find your jacket. You start crying and a photographer takes your picture and you yell at him and people laugh and he takes your picture again and you jump into the nearest cab and your head is spinning so you put it back against the leather seat and you say… “Brooklyn.”
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