This is the end.

It has been an epic summer. One might say the best summer ever. In fact, one could run to the top of the tallest mountain and scream at the top of thier lungs that this summer ruled and everything else in existence drools over it's beauty. There are little pieces of my heart explosions all over the place, and probably inside you, as life threw grenades of wonder at me everyday. To bad that the city is so ugly and that secret loves notes now require stamps and that meal times consist of meat, dairy and gluten instead of a million smiling faces.