i am average looking and cannot dance. yet i feel the distinct urge to be at the club. america explain

watching spider-man (2002) to be comforted by tobey maguire's incredibly unphotogenic crying. god i love this movie

update: i now have a job. work is likely to slow. alack and alas

spending my evenings trying to flesh out just 1 (one) page...when it is done i get to do the other 1 (one) william....ay carumba man

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