I want summer to come. I want to explore forests and drink lemonade. I want to meander around with people I think I love. I want to be covered in dirt while wearing shorts that might possibly be too short. I want to take pictures of everything. I want to sneak into pools and hide from the cops. I want to chase after skateboards that won’t stay underneath my feet. I want the sunshine to beat against my back. I want one final hoorah.
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