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“Oh - well, actually, Jesus is my boyfriend.” She smiled just big enough to look slightly unhinged until the strange man would inevitably leave her alone. Iris didn’t really feel that way - she hadn’t said that in a serious manner since a boy in her youth group kept asking her out when she was eleven. It just worked startlingly well to get unwanted guys off her back.
“Pretty on the inside doesn’t get you free drinks.”
“Honestly, straight white boys that think they’re hot shit with their Nike tube socks and Adidas sandals and cargo shorts make me wanna fight someone.”
Mona Lisa || Iris & --
Iris stood in the Lourve, starting up at the Mona Lisa. She cocked her head and furrowed her eyebrows. “It’s so small” She muttered under her breath and crossed her arms, looking around around at all the people trying to catch a glimpse at the famous d a Vinci painting. Camera’s flashed and a few people pushed to get closer and Iris just didn’t understand. It was a tiny painting that was taking up a whole wall, there was even rope to keep people back. It wasn’t even the most interesting thing to look at, she was only still here because she was trying to figure out what was so great about it. “It’s not that impressive!” She said to whoever would listen. “I don’t understand!”
@okiris: i'm having a moment i need someone to tell me i'm pretty what the fuck
If the people across the street blasted Sublime all the time I wouldn't mind being forced to listen to their awkward sex every once and awhile.