roof top lovers we are

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when my hair grows into a fashion mullet i will wear my studded belt and skinny jeans. i have to look the part.
here's the part.
i am going to get all my friends and buy the alcohol i dont drink and smokes i dont smoke and party it up late, late at night on a roof top talking about life... deeply. oh cheap cigars, oh sweet wine. we will look at the stars, talk like we know everything and tap tap tap our converse sneakers against the shingles. i will take pictures of my face, and theirs, and pollute the air with every exhale i breath.
just you and me.
summer
forever
us
thanks