I have a bit of an obsession with the 1950′s and all those actors from Montgomery Clift to James Dean and Anthony Perkins. Just that whole era of Tennessee Williams to Elia Kazan. The whole idea of New York and the whole thing becomes kind of romantic in your head.
I came here from Romania when I was 12 years old. I had an accent. High school was tough a little bit for a few years. I wanted to fit in. I wanted to be liked. I wanted to be good-looking. I wanted to be popular. I spent a lot of time thinking, ‘What are these people going to think of me?’
JUST PROPOSITIIONED IN DUBAI. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. DUDE OFFERED TO BUY ME A DRINK. HE HAD AN ACCENT A BLAZER AND NICE SHOES. IM FLATTERED.
SHITE WILL I REGRET THIS? EH. EHHH. DOESN’T REALLY MATTER.
HES STANDING OUTSIDE GETTING A TAXI.
I COULD…NIOPE GONE. OKAY
GREAT THANK YOU GODDESSES FOR THIS. TEMPTATION, NO MORE. HAHAAAAA
LIKE. WOWWW. HM. WHAT A STRANGE DAY??
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