I’m writing this on a super thin titanium laptop that sterling snagged for me from her nine to fiver. I’m deep in the Bryant Park hot spot, listening to ambient techno and staring between the skyscrapers in front of me at the blue ones off in the distance. As I sit here the sky shifts and the sun burns off some of that blue, but my Persols keep the overall movie glow firmly in place…
if you want you can come and find me. you out there. come right now to the center of the park and don’t forget to bring it.
anti
as he ran over to me i thought, stab me, please, but i didn't REALLY think it.
it was just like how i wanted to jump on the tracks but i didn't REALLY want to, that was 3 years ago...
Then you think of all the things that you'd have liked to have been
That you might have been,
If you had...more...TIME...
we have all these really different things in common
yr hungry...i'm starving...
are you awake?
are we here together?
(the hum of the AC filled the hotel room)
*got to got to know got to got to know got to got to know got to got to know*
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