we stay awake through summer like we own the heat

[_katiemay]

heres to rolling up the windows and singing Greased Lightening on the top of our lungs in the gay bar parking lot

heres to getting hit on by the girl I sat next to in kindergarten

heres to leaning against the bar watching the Met game by myself while everyone else dances the night away

heres to Soco Amaretto Lime hitting us in the face like a ton of bricks

heres to realizing that everything has changed

heres to nostalgia and those scabs that we just refuse to let heal