Re: Sum up your august in one sentence.
This month I wish a vocation/girl had jumped up and smacked me in the face and told me that I was the most fantastic person ever, just perfect, and that to spend the rest of my life with them would be great; and then God had looked down from his big rocking chair in the sky and smacked me in the face again and said get on with it.
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He shall drink naught but brine, for I'll not show him / Where the quick freshes are.
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