this weekend will be for fruit salad and vanilla ice cream. for reading books underneath trees. for baby showers on wine estates. and for dancing to music that i cant help but love. i will dream of faraway living, and remember why i prefer it here with you. i will miss playing guitar and never actually play. il be sad about skirts that dont fit me, and buy sparkly headbands instead. i think we should go camping soon.
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