you suck.
yeah, i said it.
i honestly just don't get why you make everyone wet with the thought of your swimming pools and popsicles and 100 degree weather. i don't understand what is so appealing about your bikini body and tan lines when you're burning everybody to death. i hate everything about you because you always get my hopes up in december and break my heart in july. you may be hot as hell but i know that you're a stone cold bitch.
you always bring someone beautiful into my life in june and then make them leave by august. you always make my skin peel and you always screw up my sleeping schedule. you always make me stay inside and you always deepen my depression. you always make my eyes sensitive to the light from eleven in the morning to three in the afternoon. you always make me visit the graves. you always hurt me summer.
you always hurt me.
but i'm not going to let you do that anymore.
my shrink said i have to take control of my life and Nelson told me to write. so this is me taking control and writing you a letter telling you to f#*! off. it's time that we went our separate ways because i don't need your negativity and heat stroke in my life. all i need are my laptop and my a/c and this blog to get me through.
have a nice life,
james
p.s. your sister fall is way more attractive anyway
