It can't rain all the time...
I always forget that it rains all summer. I guess because it's florida and I know it's hot I assume it'll be sunny hot the whole three months. It's always fitting though. I seem to repeat my life every year, and every summer is the same. I spend it alone in my room, fighting with my mom and wishing I would die. 9th grade it was Elan, last year it was drugs, this year its a car accident. The same always happens though. I do something I regret, I try to take it back, can't, and loose everything I care about. Life was good, better than it normally is, and I was so looking forward to this summer because I had friends who would stick by me through anything, but then, as always, I fucked up. I lost the one person that I thought I'd be friends with through eternity. We were blood sisters, if only we had the blood. We were inseperable, and now I can't even get her to e-mail me, let alone talk to me. It's the same feeling I get every summer. It's the same restless nights, it's the same tears mingled with the same rain, and no matter how hard I try I will never break the cycle. It'll eat me alive one day and then at least I wont be alive anymore to wreck anymore of my friends lives.