it's around 1 pm for the gf-er, which means she's probably haggling on canal street buying Fouis Fuittons from a chinese woman. i miss her already. but once we're reunited, it only means one thing. vaycayshion. she gets off one plane and will get on another just a few hours later.
i have exactly one week to become an anorexic. make it happen.
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