The Lazy Song says it all.
Stripped down to minimal wears, spinning circles in the house on my tipped toes and with my arms outstretched like an imitation of a manual fan, hoping I could create some form of wind. The weather's been a major bitch lately. This place is an oven.
I need to meet new people. And I really hope NP Ambassadors would call me :(
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