| PMood. He and I talk like there's no tommorow, in the process we watch tommorow sprout. He will be missed. |
| Patriq Moody. The name says it all... |
| The first day I met him, he was a whore. Now, years later, he is no longer a whore, plus one Jesus, less one Mercedes and plus one Jetta...minus one Jetta. |
| Patriq in his garage loving his trumpets- old and new... |
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| Patriq somewhere thinking he's the ill na na... |
| I remember awkward moments with Patriq at Gina's quince-he kept looking at me funny like I was supposed to forget my "date" and stare at him all night. Aw jeez... |
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| Patriq dirtying some poor mom's counter with his shoes |