s t e l l a p o l i s *
melodramatic gleams of a kindred star
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January
4
500 days of Summer
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Summer:
We've been like Sid and Nancy for months now.
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Tom:
Summer, Sid stabbed Nancy, seven times with a kitchen knife, I mean we have some disagreements but I hardly think I'm Sid Vicious.
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Summer:
No I'm Sid.
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Tom:
Oh, so I'm Nancy...