disappearing acts (well an attempt to, anyway)
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Fading into the night time sounds of a summer lost,
The whir of the ceiling fan sweeps my thoughts about the... - 0 Comments
Fading into the night time sounds of a summer lost,
The whir of the ceiling fan sweeps my thoughts about the...
I'm watching New Jack City and nostalgia has definitely set in...
Thick gold chains, rings on every finger, kangol hats and velour adidas sweat suits... stone wash tapered jeans and FILA's... high top fades...Not to mention those ginormous...
What am I searching for? A friend? An outlet? A new way to waste my time? Today I joined this "powered by danger" interface and I don't quite know...
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