it's that kind of sticky heat where even the air feels lazy. opened every window in my apartment and now i'm just lying on the floor in a tank top waiting for a breeze that might never come. summer in la hits different when you don't have plans.
it's that kind of sticky heat where even the air feels lazy. opened every window in my apartment and now i'm just lying on the floor in a tank top waiting for a breeze that might never come. summer in la hits different when you don't have plans.