Sliding my hand down my worn out bag. Feeling the small boxes of guilty pleasure, hidden by the black leather. Two packs of cigarettes. Marlboro Originals.
I could have stayed out there forever. Burning cigarettes, loud music, baking sun.
Oh, if heaven is a place on earth! I just needed the closest friend of mine.
Some quality-time with her, that would be lovely. Longing never-ending summer nights.
As we're heading towards the frosty weather and dark evenings, my mood drops along with the temperatures. What's needed now is fireplaces, warm blankets, hot beverages, good television, and candlelight, to fight off the winter-depression.
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