Fuck, it is sweaty. I hope I am dead by the time the summers reach like 70 degrees. I hope I am long long gone. Surprisingly enough I am full of creative brains today and I can't shut it off... weird. Maybe I am going to have a stroke later. Feel bad, buy me the following (and yes, I want those green suede boots too. Especially those. I love boots all the time, even when it is feels like 48 degrees.)
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