xx 19
You know what I miss most about my world?
Seasons.
It is Fall, and aside from the fucking temperature dropping point-two degrees which feels like jack shit in this humidity, it is RAGING SUMMER.
Who the fuck was the genius who decided to stick a bunch of superheroes and imaginary shit in a tropical paradise anyway? Can't we just move our collective asses to Utah?
No one lives in Utah.
Seasons.
It is Fall, and aside from the fucking temperature dropping point-two degrees which feels like jack shit in this humidity, it is RAGING SUMMER.
Who the fuck was the genius who decided to stick a bunch of superheroes and imaginary shit in a tropical paradise anyway? Can't we just move our collective asses to Utah?
No one lives in Utah.