Not sure where to begin...went to two parties including motherfucker, wore two different costumes but used the same purple wig that I bought at Ricky's (cosmetic store) for twenty bucks. Saturday, I was 80s girl. Sunday, I was troubled heiress with a busted lip...on both days, people thought that I was lil kim.
I grinded on spiderman at motherfucker.
I chatted with a 25 year old trader dressed as Borat from Ali G.
I have embraced the book "He's not that into you"
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I don't have "he's not that into you" I read chapter one online. Its a revelation.
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