Summer… I don’t care about you.
The truth is, I did, but I’ve been disappointed by you too many times. I wanted the things that you offered to everyone else when you were in the city. I was always forgotten, I wanted to enjoy what everyone else loved about the summer… but the opportunities never came my way. I could’ve done stuff alone, but I’d always come face-to-face with the groups of people, friends, lovers that I’d never got the chance to feel included, apart of. I hate everyone. Not because of who they are, but because I was forgotten by everyone once summer came to town and school was out.
…to be continued another time.