Yesterday, I got in a major fight with my mom, because I was alone in my room with my classmate-who-happens-to-be-a-guy. (I could rant about this, but I don’t think anyone would honestly care). We were working on a group project, and my best friend was sick, so she couldn’t come and we ended up working alone.. thus, the argument with my mom.
Today, my mom and I aren’t even talking, and I find out my best friend is hanging out with one of the people I hate the most, watching a scary movie with her, and getting ready to go to a dance with her. I mean, I’m not so possessive as to think that she can’t hang out with her because I don’t like her, but I’m hurt. She lied to me not only about not going to the dance, but I think she lied about being sick, too.
So I’m dedicating tonight to wallowing in self-pity and the inability to both make good friends and be a good friend. I sincerely hope everyone chokes on their own vomit at the dance. 

Sorry to get personal, but I needed an outlet.

"Be like the flower
who even gives its fragrance
to the hand that crushes it"