Crissy Milazzo

“My entire life I’ve always knew that I wanted to work for myself. It just felt right.”

You’ll think you’re missing out on someone, something else—that’s how you lose yourself.

Alesso is just like you or me, but he has thousands (millions?!) of you’s and me’s sweating and making out and dancing to his music.

Remember when your Myspace name was “You! At The Disco”?

“So I think I’d say, be as non-conformist as possible.”

I‘d probably opt for more roller rink type mix tape make out, like ‘50’s or ‘60’s, we’re listening to the Ronettes, Buddy Holly, I’m asking you to go steady type of mixtape.

Have you ever been in a room at that moment when it gets all hush because someone cool walked in? That’s how the crowd was when Banks was on stage.

We’re very green and everyone can tell, which might be my fault because I lost my phone on the first day and had to write “lost iPHONE 4S, cat case,” and then I found it later and Ari took a picture of me with the marker board.

“If I could map out the timeline of my life, I would never get my dick sucked by someone who doesn’t like Drake.”

You will *not* enter your credit card information for that free trial.

You’ve been bored to the point of dulling, of missing the point.

But you somehow have…no chapsticks?