Monday, June 22, 2009

you smell like stripper and shame.

he's bald. what color is his hair? he's bald.

today was my idea of a perfect summer day.

rolled out of bed late. pulled my hair back and rode my bike to get sweet tea with my best friend. came back to her house, and floated in the pool, soaking up the sun. sat on the rooftop at dusk. it was nice.

i smell like sun, chlorine, and sweat. the smell of summer.

make every day count.

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