index | archives | notes Sunday, Jan. 10, 2016 7:56 a.m. << [ This Isn't What I Thought 27 Looked Like ] >> Lysander, face in his phone, stopped and smirked. "What?" I asked. "Oh nothing, just the pictures on my phone are such a perfect representation of our life together." "How so?" "I'm scrolling through them now and it's all selfies with your friends, then pictures of some other girl's ass, then pictures of your ass, then football." "Awesome." "Yeah I'm not exactly complaining." << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org