Here’s the con about Colorado: buildings weren’t built with air conditioning several years ago because it was actually pleasant in the summer. But at this very moment, with climate change in high gear, I’m melting into the depths of hell. My Floridian blood has a very low boiling point after me being raised to minimize exposure to natural temperatures; you basically walk from one air conditioned room to another, and I got used to that. Now I have to sleep in an easy-bake oven every night.
Minus the florida part this is exactly what my life is about. Somebody kill me.
*swallows a watermelon seed* *thinks about that episode of Rugrats*
horror movies that begin with “based on a true story”
plot twist: JK rowling writes a series on voldemorts point of view