Thursday, February 4, 2010

Dreams Do Come True


Lets move Paris and become impersonators.i can be marilyn and you james.you would have to wear platforms because your shorter than he was.but we could live in a shitty apartment,eat baguettes and i could smoke while you tell me to quit.we could spend our days off sitting under the eiffel tower and drinking beer we bought with our earnings before catching the last metro home just... to hold eachother and recite lines from cosablanca and roll around on our mattress on the floor.

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