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cheers to singing songs you hate purely because you can relate (oh incubus, i want to kick you in the gonads so hard). here's to feeling like a child (and the people that make you feel that way). cheers to excellent weather and excellent friends to nap under a tree with. here's to upcoming birthdays and shopping for presents. it's these confused, hectic, yet blissfully nonchalant days that really epitomize the upcoming summer season. all i want to do now is nap on the sand and make suntan tattoos and exercise until i faint and induce unwanted bulemia.
that, and drive in my new-old cheapo-depot car. :]
that, and drive in my new-old cheapo-depot car. :]