expectations of summer: going to the beach every day, water fights, parties, random day trips, barbecues
reality of summer: moving your laptop so that the sunlight doesn't reflect on the screen when you're trying to blog
yeah you jumped from space and that’s cool and all but one time i jumped off the swingset when i was going really high
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this is perfect. i don’t know what else to say
This really is perfect
This broke my heart
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