Futur sucks

Futur sucks
What it used to be before our cellular lives

dimanche 26 avril 2015

Sweet seventeen of mine

So. Seventeen are on their way. And Sixteen on their way to go. And I'm mixing kitten heels and backpack, because teenaged is not over yet. Right?





Okay, I was posing. You know, pretending to be cool and gorgeous without even trying. Well, it looks like I kinda failed.

Sorry for the messed up colours.

And I ain't even smiling

Hope you're okay and happy and everything I am right now,
Lélo.