A letter.

[awesomesprout]

Dear Big, Bad Adult World,

You win. I give up.

Consider this my resignation, effective immediately, from being a grown-up.

Shit just got too hard and I'm done dealing with it.

I'm letting my inner-child take over from this point on and not looking back.

Thanks for the, um, memories?

By the way, half of this stuff, so wasn't in the job description.

So you can just.. oh what do I want to say here... Fuck right off.

Kiss my ass.

Love always,

Jessica.

Oh and...

P.S.

Those things you call relationships? Nice practical joke there. Fuck you again for that little joyride.

Next time you create relationships, why not create people who are actually, oh I don't know, compatable enough and mature enough to fucking handle them.

Bitch.

I hate you with all of my being. And always will.

Thanks for reading.

But you're a big, bad, grownup world... so you probably don't even care that I'm saying any of this to you.

So that's fine.

Peace out, yo.

Comments

[silverstorm2013.livejournal.com]

would you like to go and have a "inner child day out" some time? a trip to the aquarium to look at fishies? or a trip to the board walk in Santa Curz, we could eat cotton candy till we get sick on the drive home, or we could rent movies and get ice cream and watch them in our PJs.

It's been a while since I let my inner child out to play for a day.