It's nearly one in the afternoon, and it's seven degrees, windy, and rainy.. oh.. wait, no, make that 'hailing'. That's about it. I hate the cold. I personally can't fuckin' wait for global warming.

Also, on the way up to the library, I spontaneously started dancing. I wasn't getting in the way, or being annoying, just quietly and unobtrusively holding my own personal mobile dance party. But I got some serious dirty looks. Not just 'you look stupid', but full on GET THE FUCK OFF MY PLANET D:< looks.
Where did my right to enthusiastically locomote up a city street go?

I wish it was cold over here...

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... On the Great space coaster!

Why?

I have the lovely experience of walking out my front door and into what feels like a wall of warm soup. Humidity for the lose.

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"I want scary and terrifying vampires, not "Oh, you're dangerous, but that just makes my love for you even stronger" vampires."
- =MistressWinter

You still have your right to dance in public. WE WON'T LET THEM INFRINGE UPON IT.

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Everything is ruined forever.

Because my body is heavy set and built for the cold. I can't stand heat...

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... On the Great space coaster!

Let's swap.

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Can't think of anything to put here lalalalaaaa

That's what you get for not living in the US, it's 11 at night, 75 degrees with a nice breeze coming in my room

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Liquid Sex: [link]
I has fans: [link]


fuck art, let's kill.

The weather just needs to GTFO in general.