i shall call her... greendress. i do not know her name. just as well, because i'd have a helluva time being as mercilessly cruel if i had half a notion as to who she was.
Greendress is flexible!
Greendress is...bending!
greendress is, well, bending a different way this time!
greendress is whimsical!
greendress is nonplussed to be consorting with people so obviously far beneath her.
Oh, you, greendress...
and there you go. and that's not even all the pictures that this man has sent me! i don't ask for these things. they just come to me. so, internet, now they're yours. congrats.
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