Monday, February 6, 2012
When I was in eighth grade I had this weird obsession with the Washington Monument that sprang from an inside joke from our class trip to D.C.
Or I was just subconsciously learning to love penises.
Regardless, I would buy this print.

When I was in eighth grade I had this weird obsession with the Washington Monument that sprang from an inside joke from our class trip to D.C.

Or I was just subconsciously learning to love penises.

Regardless, I would buy this print.