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All Types...
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The Preparation...
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Guesthouse Follies II...
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How Martina Was Won...
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Adam’s House...
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Vivid Memories...
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Lizard Queen...
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Room 219...
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Becky [The RPG]...
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Don’t Worry...
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Yeah Nite...
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New Years Eve...
She got into the city on the 31st. We talked on the phone all day while I ran errands and she did her nails at her cousin’s house in Brooklyn. When she started getting ready to go out she sent me outfit choices over text. I picked the outfit with the most cleavage so that she could destroy the competition. I couldn’t wait to see her. That’s why I was so talkative with the cab driver on my way to pick her up. But something weird happened. As soon as she dropped her body into the car everthing felt like a retread. What should have been a blacklist script was just a hallmark...
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Weeknd UK...
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232. The Alannah Sisters...
The twins were still on the couch drinking whiskey right where I left them. I could tell by the way they looked at me when I came back in the room that they were lingering because of me. I was in inner conflict. You see, they both had developed t-zones as the night wore on and now it was four am and we could have a threesome but I wasn’t fucked up enough to convince myself that they were beautiful anymore. But I felt guilty. Kwasi Wisdom kept echoing in my head: “Never pass up free pussy”. But I couldn’t open that door. To fuck a pair of 7s tonight would...
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Kill brain cells, upload memory cards....
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We Own The Night...
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No Art Here...
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Bats Out Of Hell...
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Driving Mr. Daisy (Part 3 of 4)...
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140. Your Current Situation....
I asked him if he had ever seen the movie “Indecent Proposal” while never breaking eye contact with you. That was the other night. And now we’re sending late night texts saying all the things we couldn’t say when we were in the club drunk on the brown shit. If you were my girlfriend everyone would have known it even if I was standing on the other side of the room. That’s what think about you. I know what you think about me. You convinced yourself that I’m divine because of some words I tossed off. You have been reading into them since that night because...
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Wanderlust...
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Fine Wine...
             
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Sometimes There Is Light...
                     
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His And Hers...
Don’t you love that feeling when you know it’s gonna happen? When you can slow down time like Franklin in Grand Theft Auto V because you have an absolute confidence in your romantic fate. When you can let his closeness linger, half listening to the words on his lips while your hands slide slowly from his knees up to his side and he understands that this will be the last drink- here. And that feeling when you get back to the hotel and you’re trying to figure out what music to put on and every choice out of your mouths have so much potential. You’re bonding...
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Professionals...
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Fiona Gets Sick...
It’s all my fault. Fiona and I partied too hard and she got sick.              
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Konfetka (Strawberry Edition)...
I meant to share this with you, and I never did. I was waiting for a silver platter.                  
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202. Do You Prefer My Deodorant Or My Ph...
You’re walking in the cold and you feel someone behind you, so you turn around. You face forward again saying “Oh my God” a million times, under your breath. She is beautiful but it’s the “kind of beautiful that she is” that is making you crazy. You want to turn around again but you don’t want to be too obvious so you just slow your pace, praying that she’ll catch up. You’re almost at a corner and you hope the light turns red. It does. “I like your jacket.” You both love sushi so you share a Tiger roll because she’s not that hungry anyways. She wants...
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2 Days Away...
I am so pure these days. I’m not drinking. Or smoking. Or kissing shallow people I just met. I’m going to bed early. 11pm is early for me. And finally reading those books on my reading list. I’m outside on the porch with a bowl of fruit beside me. Trail mix instead of Snickers. I have fish for dinner if I have any meat at all. No salt, no Tabasco anymore. Yoga is fun and it’s heated lately. Texts from the “party consigliere” have tapered off. My phone battery is still 80% at the end of the day. I listen to music without lyrics and without beats and...
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Belong To The World...
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Girls Are So Beautiful...
KONFEKTA IV Girls are so beautiful when they’re not posing. I just try to be there on time.
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Her acne concealer looked like dried up ...
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What Are You Reading These Days?...
WHAT ARE YOU READING THESE DAYS?
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Live For...
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Life Is A Drive-Thru...
                 
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Life Is A Drive-Thru...
I met her on the street and I said “Hi,” but it was the alcohol talking. She stopped anyways, in this way that you know… you just know. She was lilting and twisting her hair and was in no rush to walk away and I was just trying to chain the words together so that I’d keep the moment going. She said she wanted to capture the magic on her phone with a picture and she pressed up to me with her practiced pose and in my drunken state of course I wanted to kiss her because I’m a boy and I get less awkward with this poison in my blood so when she turned to caress...
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She didn’t know what debauchery meant ...
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I went through with it because I had tha...
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Ooh and Ahh...
You and your photoshoots are boring me to death. You pick clothes and locations. And then you decide on a theme. Look for the good light. And then look at the results on the camera and switch outfits and then she tries various poses. Something already done and half baked, practiced for the masses. Everything you high five for has been been done before. You ooh and ahh. Ooh and ahh. You’re so talented. She’s so beautiful. You’re taking credit for God given things. When inspiration comes, it comes in on a set of wings. Your theories leave me numb. If you can...
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Road Life...
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The Dancer...
               
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The Town...
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Whitney and her sister Hannah are die-ha...
WHITNEY AND HANNAH: KISS LAND FANS
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Kiss Land...
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My Favorite Cheerleaders...
                                                     
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The Perfect Fan...
  She was on her way to see The Weeknd. I was on my way to work.        
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Lady Shark...
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Ginger...
GINGER I met Ginger when she was having a birthday dinner with her 3 girlfriends and I was drinking “moonshine” with mine. She used to be a Ford model but now she works behind the scenes. She hasn’t lost a thing.
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No Ideas Are Original...
NO IDEAS ARE ORIGINAL I met this pretty girl at my friend’s gallery exhibition and asked her to pose underneath the photograph. One day I hope this picture is in an art gallery and some photographer asks someone to pose underneath it too.
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Sara And Hannah...
  Why is the first picture of Aunt Kathleen? Because without her none of the following photos would exist. Let me explain…   I met Sara at Cantor’s Diner on Fairfax. She looked so “apple pie” beautiful. She was such a far cry from the porn stars, party kids and freaks that I had been shooting all week. I wanted to do something pure so I asked her if we could meet to take pictures. She said yes while her angry ex-boyfriend stood by. When I called her the next morning she said that she had changed her mind. She hates pictures. It’s...

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