Kay, so the formal's coming up. Naturally, I wanted to go. Ben was prepared to talk to my dad (real hard-ass, anti-dating, anti-friends, anti-social life basically (for me, anyway. He screws around all he wants and we have to pick up the pieces)). And he wasn't even given a chance. Dad's just full-on "school is important, I want you two to focus on that instead of each other". Uhm, excuse me?! The formal is supervised by teachers, we're going to be watched like hawks. It's not like I'm going to sneak off to fuck him in the bathroom or something. And incase you haven't noticed, father dearest, I am doing relatively well in all my classes. Which is more than I can say for you and your work, and the shit YOU should be trying to deal with, instead of shuffling off onto me.
Fuck this. I'm going to go cut myself now.
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dont cut, yo. 
