What a day.
I am entitled to as many cop out posts as I like.
I’m sure you aren’t even reading this because you’re staring at my tan lines LIKE WOW LOOK AT THOSE THEY’RE BAD. What comes from two days of wearing different tank tops in the blazing sun for 8 hours at a time. The lighting in my bathroom was a little weird but you get the general idea. And by general idea I mean the two distinct U shaped under my neck and between my shoulder blades.
Woah, it’s like inception.
So yeah. If you invite me to partake in a pool party or a beach day or a swimsuit competition, you are not allowed to laugh at me.
Okay, maybe you can laugh a little.