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i miss summer... remember when girls wore sundresses? and boys didnt bother putting on shirts? those were the days.
and i miss sitting in the park and trying to find a corner remote enough to smoke weed in and hide from eric starchild at the same time. watching shit swiftly jump in and out of lake hoyt. laying under branchy mcpinestein for hours and not caring that it means i'll be late for work.
i miss izzy! i would sit in her next to the river and lay in the back seat writing or sleeping or just thinking. feeling the thrill of being outside with the comfort of being in bed...
i miss going outside shoeless.
and i miss sitting in the park and trying to find a corner remote enough to smoke weed in and hide from eric starchild at the same time. watching shit swiftly jump in and out of lake hoyt. laying under branchy mcpinestein for hours and not caring that it means i'll be late for work.
i miss izzy! i would sit in her next to the river and lay in the back seat writing or sleeping or just thinking. feeling the thrill of being outside with the comfort of being in bed...
i miss going outside shoeless.