Summer: the season where you can finally wear your ice cream as a fashion accessory.
Summer: when your ice cream melts faster than your motivation to exercise.
I have a summer body: it’s called my regular body with a slight sunburn.
Summer is just a polite way of saying ‘It’s too hot to be a functioning human.’
The only six-pack I have this summer is a pack of ice-cold beers.
A summer tan fades, but an embarrassing sunburn memory lasts forever.
Summer is the time where ‘doing nothing’ is an actual plan.
Who needs a beach body when you can have a beach snack body?
Summer: the time of year when people pretend to be outdoorsy while secretly craving air conditioning.
I have a love-hate relationship with summer: love the vacation, hate the heat.
Summer: the season of sunburnt noses and melted ice cream dreams.
I’m sorry, I can’t come to work today. I’m trapped in a summer state of mind.
Summer is like a Friday night: everyone’s happy, and everything feels possible.
Summer is the time where your hair gets lighter, and your wallet gets lighter too.
The best kind of sleep is a poolside nap under the warm summer sun.
I’m not a hot mess; I’m just embracing the summer vibes.
My favorite summer activity is imagining all the naps I could be taking.
My passport is ready for summer adventures and poolside cocktails.
Summer: the time of year when my body is either craving an ice cream or cooling off in a pool.
The beach is calling, and I must go…to take cute Instagram pictures.
Summer is the perfect excuse to rock those shades and pretend you’re a celeb on a secret getaway.
Goodbye, winter chunkiness. Hello, summer cuteness (in theory).
Summer is like a good friend: always there to lift your spirits and make you sweat.
I tried to lose weight for summer but realized I’d rather lose three pounds of clothing instead.
Summer fashion rule: if you can’t find your swimsuit cover-up, just throw on a towel and call it a day.
Summer is the time when I fully embrace my true identity as a popsicle addict.
Summer: the time when ‘pants’ become a dirty word.
My beach body is ready. My bank account, not so much.
Summer: the season where every smell is a mixture of coconut sunscreen and BBQ.
Summer is like a romance novel: it starts off hot and intense but usually ends in a sweaty mess.
The only commitment I’m making this summer is to my Instagram aesthetic.
Summer: the time of year where you can roast marshmallows without judgment (or a campfire).
The best way to avoid getting a summer body is to just never leave your air-conditioned house.
Summer is just winter on a doorstep vacation.
I’m not antisocial; I just prefer summer activities that don’t involve leaving my house.
Summer: the time when my electric bill is higher than my productivity.
Dear summer, please be gentle; I’m fragile and prone to sweating.
Summer is all fun and games until you realize your ice cream cone is dripping faster than you can lick it.
I don’t need a summer fling; I have a lifelong relationship with my air conditioner.
Summer is like a box of chocolates: you never know what kind of sunburn you’re going to get.
Who needs a beach body when you can have a beach reads and snacks body instead?
Summer: the season where I spend more time applying sunscreen than actually sunbathing.
I love summer workouts: lifting ice cream cones and running towards the sound of the ice cream truck.
Summer is when it’s socially acceptable to eat ice cream for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Summer: the time when vacations are planned, but the wifi connection is still the highest priority.
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