You really...
don't know what you're missing until you've (a) told off a fuckbuddy via voicemail (b) called an ex and just screamed their name (b) cried uncontrollably in Union Square or (d) updated your stupid, insignificant blog the same night...
PS. JOE AND SETH -- I ain't goin to Roman's birthday party tomorrow.
2005-05-21 | 5:40 a.m.
