start my day up on the roof there’s nothing like this type of view..
this song reminds me of summers at my friend’s apartment in the upper east side. smoking french cigarettes and drinking stupidly expensive champagne on the roof and looking out over central park. back when i was young and careless and had no worries other than how we were going to get into the clubs in the meatpacking district without IDs.
i should have known better, we never had any trouble getting in.
there’s something so magical about new york in the city, as long as you’re in the right place, with the right company.