i love somewhere on lsd jily, my modern jily, like there's something so nice about thinking what they'd be like if they grew up similar to me. it's comforting. kiss on the beach. hold hands driving north on lsd at night and talk about how pretty the skyline is. james does that annoying train thing where the girl sits down and her man stands in front of her like she needs protection from the fellow commuters. arguing about driving or taking cta bc 'why should we pay $15 for parking?' 'well ok but it'll be at least $5 to take the train there and back.' 'no it's free if you do a month pass like a normal ass person.' 'we can fuck in the car after but not on the train' 'not with that attitude'

















