Maybe it’s just that time of year, when I am done, done, DONE with the relentlessness of perpetually blue skies and dry lawns. Or maybe it’s just that patience has never been my strong suit, and I’ve been practicing it so long now it’s just freakin’ ridiculous.
QUENCH ME, ALREADY. I have been SO ready for SO long now.
*shakes fist at sky*
I’m so sick of the sunshine baby ’cause it burns my skin. I’m so sick of the sunshine, tell me when the storm comes in.