Our talk about religion and the people, over a subway sandwich and wanna-be takis, killed me.




It was sweet and honest.



I'm glad this time I wasn't force-drank (if its not me eating and its me drinking would it still be considered force fed?) melon juice.


"it has apples and pineapple too!"
"youre lieing to me." (your smile is too big for a picture frame)
"NO IM NOT I SWEAR!"
"yes yes you are because youre smiling! i dont want it. NO!"







lets be honest, im counting how many words are said and youre counting how many breaths are taken. lets be lovers forever.