i loathe the summer months
may 23rd
june 3rd
july 15th
dark days
hard days
summer is when the tears flow and i become a selfish stomping little child...i want the lingering grey of autumn...
and the comforting death of winter...
paint it black...
paint it black in back on my feet again
- July 6, 2026, 5:34 p.m.
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