So, basically, I am going to miss my youth group like crazy when I move.
God will never take away more than he'll give.
He must be giving me a heck of a lot.
I'm too lazy to fix red-eye. Deal.
We're sweet. We dance. Sort of.
Awkward picture. Douglas is funny looking and I'm really short. I'm pretty sure I was standing on my tip-toes.
Awww, look at cute Douglas. Aww.
I don't even know...
Yeah, we're cool...? Maybe...
Annnnd, bootyyyyful stage but bad picture. And and and random arm.