i fucking hate the heat. i hate sweating. summer lovers are freaks. don’t ask me to do anything outside if its over 80 degrees unless it’s after 6pm & i am so serious. this is the worst
Does anyone else get inexplicably sad and low-key confused every time they cut down a tree in a residential area? Like, bro… it was literally just standing there minding its own business. What did it ever do to you?