sometimes i just want to lie in a field of flowers and lose myself to the sweet scent of lavender ’cause febreez isn’t good for the environment. i want to open my eyes and be blinded by the afternoon sun, and feel humidity swarming and devouring my energy. i want long curly thick hair and soft green fields. i want a picnic basket and a red and white checkered table cloth; i want grilled cheese sandwiches.i want to cross my right leg over my left and read Harry Potter.
i like reading.
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