my summers alternate between “really fucking fun”
and “boring, but let’s keep trying anyway.”
it usually depends on whether or not
i am in a romantic relationship
or if i am actively seeking someone to hold me down.
this summer has yet to let me know
which one it’s going to be this year.
i’d like to know beforehand
if i am going to regret it
or if i am going to remember it.
there is a huge difference.
i don’t remember things
that i regret.
i guess i never regretted