Nervous Breakdown
Dictae of a New York City-ensconced worried gay.
2.16.2006
V: the Beginning.
Yeah, somehow the receipts just keep coming. Bubba Gump's?!?! You have to be kidding.
In the meantime, enjoy
this
. Over and over over and over and...who? Sorry. We...lost ourselves. Hands off, gurl, he ours! Seriously. Hands off. Hands OFF.
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