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So it's only been a week of summer... At least think. Already I have forgotten the dates and times. The summer haze has all ready sunken under my skin. So far I have accomplished alot: I have finished book 1 of the many I must read (the Poisonwood Bible) I absolutely adored this book, as it only further instilled in me a great distrust of american politics and Christianity. I become slightly more active than I have ever been during summer in my life... Sure it's not saying much, a walk here and there... UH! My faith in love has been reseeded, as it usually is in the happy brightness of summertime. Over the past couple days I have felt more in love than I have for awhile. I love how all the old, bitter knots that winter leaves tangled in your heart and strangling your soul always find a way of unraveling in the peace of june's first thunderstorm. Another summer full of sweet teenage romance, how I will cherish it, for it may be the last. I mean... Once you've turned twenty, you're no longer a teenager for good. Does it still count if one of you is twenty, and the other 18? Well, just incase it doesn't, this is my last summer to be a dreamy eyed adolescent and break rules, so I'll do it as much as I can. I mean... well, I guess I've already started it off that way. :)
So here's to my last summer of innocence, none will truly be the same again.
So here's to my last summer of innocence, none will truly be the same again.