Picture timeeee.
Sunday dinner at the Elliott house. [ i have no idea what that shit is, apple sauce??]
This exlains, us.
A picture can be worth a thousand words. Need i say more?
Eating liquorish.
still eating liquorish and me being a bad picture taker.
Perfection at its best.
He has a big bottom lip. I make out with it. word.
Once again, we own.
this is my face being huge. and me wanting to cry. ugh.
and from the side. [ i like my hair.]