how long will it take you to give in?

the summer sun is scorching its way through everything, including the space in between us.

might as well take off your clothes and enjoy the heat--or burn to death. haha.

the sun seriously is roasting my brain--i can smell it (figuratively that is).

and i don't know 'till when i can hold out on the pressure...

i am under pressure.

it's okay. i'm grace under pressure. (this is my mantra)