Look-a what Luca got in New York!
It would look so much nicer on my wrist than on his wall.
I'm so jealous I could go to his house in the middle of the night and steal it right after I sit down in his kitchen and eat all his cookies. And once I have it in my hands, I would watch him creepily while he sleeps just to keep the audience on the edge of their seats, thinking that he'll wake up any second and catch me int he act. But I don't know where he lives.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
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i will never let you near my house...
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