Fuck. This. Shit.

This summer sucks. I hate my parents for it. They're the reason I'm constantly working, never allowed to relax for a second. I always have to be doing something productive, and they fail to see how that exhausts me. I can't be a workaholic like my mom, and maybe if she'd pay a little attention sometime she'd see that. My dad is awesome, as always, but there's not much he can do. At least he does stuff with me, though. Took me to dinner, the bookstore, and movie today, as a matter of fact. He rewards my efforts. What do I get from Mom? "Oh good, now you can do something else for me." Everything is about how I can make her life easier. Because apparently mine isn't important.

Not to mention, this is completely counterproductive to my main goal for this summer: learn to be social. Chaining me to the house and the office kind of makes it hard to have friends, especially when you only had two to begin with. Not to mention, one of them is just as socially awkward as you and has six other people living in her house, which tends to make things difficult.

And I'm not going to lie, I'm kind of frustrated with My Stupid. I've barely heard from him the past few weeks, when I've needed a friend so badly. I've always been able to count on him in the past to be there for me when I needed him, so where he is he now? He's rarely online anymore and never picks up the damn phone. I miss those hours-long conversations we used to have when he would call me randomly and we'd just talk about nothing and everything at the same time. I mean, yes, I could call him technically, but my parents are doing a good job of keeping me busy, though they're not to the point of banning me from accepting phone calls.

And yes, love, if you're reading this, is a HUGE HINT. In fact, I have Toes in my lap right now. I've come to think of him as a little part of you that I can cuddle whenever I can't have the real thing... but it's not quite the same. I miss you. A lot. Hell, we bought my dad a new Risk game for Father's Day, if you can get out, come play with us. We'd be happy to have you, and I promise, no one will hurt you.

Just talk to me, okay?