devinlynnx:
Face Mask.
devinlynnx:
Photoshop?
devinlynnx:
Peace.
devinlynnx:
Photoshop?
devinlynnx:
Triple.
devinlynnx:
Crazy.
devinlynnx:
Flower.
devinlynnx:
Me.
devinlynnx:
So this is the new year.
devinlynnx:
It was my personal symphony.
devinlynnx:
Like Shadows and Alleyways.
devinlynnx:
We looked like giants.
devinlynnx:
Hot Cocoa.
devinlynnx:
The letter read like this...
devinlynnx:
Death of an Interior Decorator.
devinlynnx:
Sound off; we're going to L.A.
devinlynnx:
Seashell.
devinlynnx:
A Little Love.
devinlynnx:
The scent of sex and New Found Glory.
devinlynnx:
She's a maveric, she's so smooth.
