Sure, sure.
I don’t even like summer. It’s
raining right now. I am absolutely covered
in mosquito bites.
So what.
Right now, I now bliss. And bliss is summer.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Summer
Oh, summer.
Summer, summer, summer. How I love thee. Shakespeare, you may think your love was lovelier than a
summer’s day. Let me tell you, Mr. William Shakespeare Who Most Likely Made
That Name Up And Is Dead Anyway So Whatever. There is nothing – nothing – that can top a summer’s day
for me right now.
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