Trapped on a plane for 11 hours...trapped in an airport for 29. We went from hostages to refugees.
We camped.
And camped.
And slept. I love this photo.
Shocked as shit to be in L.A. and already texting.
Going to my folks' house or going to the prom?
Rock star times two.
Is it happiness or delirium?
A little overtired and not even there for 4 hours yet and we're already headed out.
Never thought I'd see pale East Village boy on the beach. He's actually starting to get a little color.
I nullify veto power. Cuz I LIKE this pic.
Spooooky.
Wonder what tomorrow will bring...
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