dear spring and summer,
hi. i hope you can hear me from australia or wherever the fuck you are..look, they (the australians) are probably well tired of your muggy ass and are wistfully thinking of roaring fires and hot, steamy cups of whatever..
but we here in the US of muthafuckin A (and probs france, sweden, and the rest of europe too) are dreaming of warm sun on our cheeks (either ones), soft grass under our feet, prosecco in the garden...
a shady place to hide...
a cool, quiet nook to listen to birds or unicorns..
open doors and white painted floors...
fresh strawberries that don't taste like my butt..
summer...sinks..
meals outside...
a walk in the country after a summer shower...
(to get your mail...and everyone else's)
lilacs, DUH!!!!!
the beach...
and this beach house especially with its black and blue awesomeness...
what about a lakehouse, spring and summer? don't you want me to go to a lakehouse with friends and drink wine and eat food all day followed by swims and campfires?
i would sleep here. i am always the smartest when it comes to room picking at share houses. look at those black shades. that means darkness in the morning...
see? that house wouldn't be so awesome if it was 32 degrees outside.
nor would this chair and peachapplepearorange?? tree..
ok spring and summer i hope i have helped you to understand how important it is for us americans and europeans to be warm soon. we are pretty powerful nations and after an overly long winter and too much fucking snow i daresay we are becoming dangerous. ever heard of cabin fever? yeah. it fucking sucks dingdongs.
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