Sometimes I hate being 15-going-on-16. Being 15 means school, facing a ~*~mayjah~*~ exam, no driving, no alcohol and no sex. All of which are incredibly undesireable. However, on very rare occasions, I feel really lucky to be 15. For example, right now. Because I would feel like a major pervert/pedophile drooling over Julius Beckers, who is 16-going-on-17. (But, to be fair, the legal age of consent both here and Germany is 16. ;) )
Cutest smile ever, y/n?
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I confess to being -slightly- obsessed with Julius Beckers
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