Go home, fall. You’re drunk.

ice

I spent yesterday cleaning the pond in a T-shirt and watching the bees work. I got up this morning to the sound of sleet hitting the windows and walked outside to find my car covered in ice.

Gettin’ real sick of your shit, fall.

Emily

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