April 27, 2009

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    It smells like summer. Fresh-cut lawns, humidity, food being grilled, heat. It's glorious.

     

    Part of me wants my winter back.
    Call me a weirdo; it's not like I haven't heard it before.

     

    edit;

    i truly hate my life right now.
    [& still being an angsty teenager is part of my charm.]

     

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