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I want to leave and go to L.A. so bad. For long term. I want to make some money, and make some new friends, and create a new style for myself based on all the new experiences I have. Mostly I want to make some money. I want to sit in bookstores and drink coffee by myself. I want to go and hit the stupid L.A night scene and watch all the pathetic hanger-ons throw themselves at the celebrities that take advantage of their positions and look like shit in real life anyway. I want to go on roadtrips. I want to go to concerts. I want to go to and spend hours wandering around thriftshops. I want to go shopping on Melrose. I want to get stoned and have bbqs up in Malibu.
I need something new in my life.
I need something new in my life.