April 20th, 2005

me :: lake mary

(no subject)

If freckles are kisses from the sun, then the sun just slapped me with a glove and challenged me to a duel. You know, one would think that sitting out for several hours doing one's mind-numbingly boring homework of drawing a tree branch for branch would be enough for the fates to take pity on you, but no.

Fig. a:

I suppose looking on the Bright Side of Life, I'm definitely building up muscles at the gym. Nevertheless, ow. Spring is deceptively cruel (and yet so pretty).