I'm never sleeping again. I swear it this time. I forget everything that's inside me, but it all feels just so right. There is an art to the blur. It's where I feel at home. Like Cody in the undertow. Drowning anything, everything, anyone, and everyone in my way. Chlorine makes it a clean escape.
I have NY in my veins for the rest of the year. In and out of town from here on out. The young and the jet set. Madison square to Times square to 2008. Join us won't you.
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