I'm worried about the heat this summer. I might melt.
I GOT MY PERMIT! Next step: license.
Love you more and more each day, even though none of you write or email me.
AM
PS:
Yes, my picture is crap.
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It all started with four girls in London. Not enough sex, a lot of city. Boys, friends, drink, drugs, cigarettes. Lots of cigarettes. Three apartments. McDonalds at 3 am. Clubs, bars, pubs. University, work. International travel. Oyster cards. Tube, bus, Vespa. Now it's different city, same story? We're growing up: welcome to our life: Season 3 1/2.
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