i need it's noises in my ears ...
Tomorrow marks the first day of the last summer of my youth. And, in typical youth fashion, my Memorial Day weekend has surmounted into one big stereotypical blah-fest. Family mini-vacation, cookouts, the back of my Explorer proudly displaying 'Seniors 07' on it. All the little things that I probably will still think are just as lame when I look back on them ten years from now.
Which means this summer better not fucking suck.
Which means people need to get ahold of me so we can hang out.
Because, one year from now, I'm getting the fuck out and never looking back.
Which means this summer better not fucking suck.
Which means people need to get ahold of me so we can hang out.
Because, one year from now, I'm getting the fuck out and never looking back.