and it's sunny as fuck! and i just walked into work smelling like crap, with my hair all a mess, a stain on my shirt, and old smelly jeans. i feel great. haha. my boss looked at me up and down when i came in, and i know what he's thinking. but will he say anything? probably not. my arms smell like the outside. i love that smell more than anything and i can't believe, sometimes, that it lingers on skin the way that it does.
i think i'm dumb. maybe i'm just happy.
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