i'm spending too many hours pushed against fluorescence. (you know it's worth it for the minutes with his face.) i'm begging stars and sands against my toes. anxious for noisy vans pressing heat. the miles rolling away, as i waste so many afternoons --fucking reckless; i hate it. this only felt like summer when i saw the people i barely knew
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this summer will get better. i think, everything will be worth it.
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and i've had a great time with you too, it's been neato.
&i think, i hope, you might be right.
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