Friday, December 4, 2009
Real life fears.
I was at a concert with my family. I think it was Flobots, but I have no idea. I wanted to buy a t-shirt, but everything was sold out in my size. On the bus ride home I discussed my probably horrible grades with my parents. After a huge argument, during which I brought up committing suicide, and after everyone had chilled down, I asked my mom if she'd checked her facebook messages. She checked the message I sent her, sighed and said "With grades this horrible, why would we help you visit Reece?"