The summer is drawing near, and I'm getting tan.
That's right, I said tan.
It's the Cherokee in me. Come summer, I turn brown. And I use sunscreen like crazy, it's insane. Not complaining though. I can remember when the Cherokee in me was.. dormant I guess you could say. The Irish in me was prevailing, because I could NOT tan. I'd burn and freckle. And once I was 16, all of that changed. Not sure why, not sure how, but, now I just think about the sun and my skin darkens.
I had such beautiful milk white skin too...
Happy with this though. Makes me feel close to my roots.
That's right, I said tan.
It's the Cherokee in me. Come summer, I turn brown. And I use sunscreen like crazy, it's insane. Not complaining though. I can remember when the Cherokee in me was.. dormant I guess you could say. The Irish in me was prevailing, because I could NOT tan. I'd burn and freckle. And once I was 16, all of that changed. Not sure why, not sure how, but, now I just think about the sun and my skin darkens.
I had such beautiful milk white skin too...
Happy with this though. Makes me feel close to my roots.
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baddog_ar:
At least you can make everyone else jealous with your real tan 
villain:
i'm going to get my first tan in two years this week... 
i always burn horribly first. 
i always burn horribly first.