… or if I’m just bothering them with my constant love.
I click the link, and find this one:
That one’s of me and Sara, a girl I’ve known since freshman year of high school. Coincidentally, also the one who drunkenly hit on me, toward the end of the wedding reception.
Then I click the link to the second one, and find this picture:
… and I have no idea when this shot was taken that night. As it stands, I had no idea this picture was even taken. Don’t know how I feel about that.
Note: these pictures came from the camera of the girl we refer to as “Crazy Hot Becca”, so I’ll allow myself to be okay with having random, unbeknownst-to-me pictures being taken.