There's something so magical about being on top of the world. Or at least at a place where you can look down from above. On Friday after we got some grub in the Village, we headed to Collin's house to explore the view from his rooftop. 
The city lights lit up the horizon and the nightlife buzzed below. Although we didn't sleep on the roof, we were definitely there during the hours that are traditionally used for sleeping... in any city except for New York.-The Flaming Lips-
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that picture of you is too presh for words!!!!
i louvre you...that's right i said louvre. like winged...aw crap i've forgotten the name of the statue. oh well you get the point
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