Here's the past.
[I've been really pretentious this entire summer.]
Partly because I am so sick of everything.
Mostly because I am a raving coward.
I'm leaving again on Sunday. To Indiana.
When I come back, I will turn 17 and stop being so damn afraid of people.
Not because I'm turning 17,
but simply because why the hell not?
It's as good a time as any.