Atomic15

I miss earlier suns. Warmer days, where the heat rose with every sip you took of your fizzy can and every grin you exchanged with your best friend. Wearing shorts because the size of your legs and ass didn't matter to you yet, parading new cheap plastic sunglasses that you try in vain to keep on your head in a dignified fashion, but fail, and watching them instead cling desperately to the end of your small, slick nose. Being constantly sticky. The blame lying primarily, of course, on vanilla ice cream and fruit ice lollies, but accompanied by hastily applied sun lotion and the dampness between your small feet and your sandals, which the re