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I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.
A life without love is like a year without summer.
When I look back now, that summer seemed to last forever..and if I had the choice, I'd always be there. Those were the best days of my life.
Summer's filled with breaking the rules and standing apart. Ignoring your head, and following your heart.
one week left. I've been saying goodbyes to people leaving and now i have to get ready to be the one leaving..i have no idea how i'm going to do it. i wish the summer was a few months longer.