I live in a Suburb north of L.A. HavokChylde knows, this place is a hell-hole. The only thing to do in this town is drugs. Everything is at least two miles apart, gas is $2.30 per gallon, people drive like maniacs. Seriously. People die street racing every year, and highschoolers get drunk and hit stuff all the time. The other day my friend got jumped by 5 people because he's openly gay. It seems like everybody here is a White Christian Male. We have the highest teen-suicide rate in all of California. 50% of the entire population called themselves "White Power" in an anonymous poll. That's not 50% of white people, that's 50% of EVERYONE, because this town is 85% white. I've dated almost every eligible girl in my social circle, and nothing has worked out. My bed is too short, I can't stretch out all the way. My mother is over-controlling. My sisters are bitchy 25/7. Yes, TWENTY-FIVE/SEVEN, my sister keeps me up at night crying and yelling on the phone, every goddamn night. I feel like I hate my friends. There's never anything good to eat. And to top it off, I'm depressed again, only a year after I thought I killed my demons.
Fuck.
Fuck.