THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
I want the cold weather back.
I want sweaters and scarves and nice gloves and blankets and having no heating in my house. I want to whine about how fucking cold it is all the time next to the ocean and hating going outside for a different reason. I want lighting candles and wearing layers.
Fuck you, California.
I hate the summer.
I am tired of being introspective and strange.