Wednesday, November 28, 2012
This is I am why we can't have nice things
Scene: a couple walking side-by-side on a nearly deserted beach with a golden watercolor sunset on a crisp, cloudless Thanksgiving evening.He put his arm around her shoulder and pulls her close.
Him (whispering into her windswept hair): I'm thankful every day for you and our family...
Her (punching him on the arm): Gross. Don't say stuff like that.
Labels: I take pictures, I'm a jackass
1 comment(s):
you're a girl after my own heart veruca
By txsjewels, at 9:00 AM
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