It’s been 6 hours of sun, and frankly, I’m over it. Listen, I didn’t move here to squint all the time and lose my gothtastic alabaster coloring. Summer sucks. Can someone write a song that combines this awful season of sunshine with a liberal dose of, preferably Scottish, teenage bedroom emo?

Oh, hello Twilight Sad.

I’m 14, and you know,
That I’ve learned the easy way
Some stupid decisions
And with it a broken heart

Now you’re speaking my language. So if you need me, I’ll be inside, shades drawn, alone. I got some cutting* to do.

MP3:
Twilight Sad - That Summer At Home I Had Become The Invisible Boy

* For my new Precious Memories scrapbook. I love arts and crafts. What did you think I meant?