So it’s january, and it’s completly sunny and warm out, with a gentle breeze. I feel like it’s summer again or atleast starting to be. I have the urge to just hop on my bike and coast down to laurel village and go to the playground. This is definetly not january weather, but i’m loving it.
I’m confused about what/who I want, and I may possibly be leading a person or two on. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
I sort some things out.
what is love?