20 August 2009

oh los angeles

i hope you know that i will love you till the day i die, and while i almost always savor your weather surprises, and stick up for your cold summer days while everyone cries for heat, this is getting a little out of hand. we are here primarily for the perpetual sunshine you've promised. so stop trying to be san francisco, and give us the summer we expect.



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