dear summer,

Just shutup and push play.

Dear Summer:

What were your intentions? Seriously. I must've done something pretty darn f*cked up in a previous lifetime for me to experience all this bullshit I encountered during your time. I thought summer was the time to kick your feet up & relax, go on vacation, go bungee jumping, drink lemonade, cookouts, mosquito bites, water rides, shit the very smell of summer is just supposed to just.... relax you. Instead you've given me shootouts, homicides, heartbreak, flat tires, & a tornado. Obviously there are more turmoils, but those are just to name a few.

Friend to Season, Summer, you're falling off. You should know me by now. I loathe idiots. Yet & still you some how find a way for me to interact with them. Granted, I can be somewhat ..difficult at times. My attitude (at times), my comments, my punctuality (rarely ;) ), my mood swings (excuse me I've been getting better)... they can rub someone the wrong way... but my primary intentions are harmless... just to live life and be happy. For some reason, I believe, you went out of your damn way to piss me the fuck off any and every way possible. Shit. Why?

I'm getting older. Everyday is a blessing, but what does getting older really mean? Absolutely nothing. It simply means people expect more and give less. That's fine.. I guess. Though I really don't expect shit from anybody. Our previous years together should already define why. But why do people expect so much out of me? What kind of fuckin' aura am I giving off? Please advise so I don't run into the same problem in the fall (my n*gga ::American Gangster Voice::).

I really tried being nice to people. That's huge, & you know this. Evil E was put to rest for a bit. Why did people take advantage of that? Is it my destiny to be bitter? I mean damn. I don't want to be angry all the time, I'm not miserable. But you sure as hell tried to make this year. You know what... I can't even blame you on that one... I'll take the blame. I guess me trying to find myself, attempting to change a bit, ignoring certain things, just ends up with me looking like a fool. I am who I am, & my bad for trying trying to alter me. It won't happen again. But what about others? Since when is everyone so "important". What goes on? Since when did everyone become so confident/rich/and better than others. Shit. Braggers. OMG. Why do they exist? If I had a nickel for every time I seen/heard someone bragging...matter fact, that was my nickel truck that flipped in Florida. You get money, we get it (your point), we all get it (money) but I'm too humble of an individual to take it to the extremity that I've previously seen. The fuck? Should i start posting pay stubs... no no.. to really prove it, I'm gonna start posting receipts. Yeah that's what I'll do, I'll start posting my expenses, showing that them shits are all current. Maybe I'll make a t-shirt... fuck it.. an outfit with all my damn liabilities.. the fuck!? GET OVER YOURSELF! Notice I said expenses, not bills... do your research, there's a difference. Idiot.

What about the phony (spellcheck) people? I hate being paranoid, yet I can't help but believe there's always an evil motive to one's actions (& I'm SO MAD I can't think of the word for that) . People really can't be trusted. Baby, you don't have to befriend me JUST to find out if I'm ... :x ....This world would be way less confusing if everyone would just be themselves. I see right through you. Though I can't get mad that you're scared to be you, it's really not my problem, just go thataway with it. Don't come 'roun me. PLEASE! CYNICAL! That's the word, & I refuse to go back and retype the paragraph. I'm cynical. It's a strength & a weakness.

In conclusion, Summer, Fuck you. You really ain't THAT poppin'. Shit you ain't even my favorite season. Like others, I'm just forced to tolerate you. Just do me a favor... if I'm around for '09... step ya game up 6 notches. I'm telling you this, 'cause deep down inside.. I care for you, & I'm lookin' out for your best interest.

Sincerely,

E.