jukeboxemcsa: Jill was feeling lazy. But then again, it was a lazy afternoon. Something about the way the warm summer sunlight shone in through the window, making slatted patterns on her skin just seemed to make time move in a slow, mellow sort of way.

jukeboxemcsa: Jill was feeling lazy. But then again, it was a lazy afternoon. Something about the way the warm summer sunlight shone in through the window, making slatted patterns on her skin just seemed to make time move in a slow, mellow sort of way.

tags: Mindless Thoughts of a Thoughtless Mind,

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