(BTW Syphnia I’m working on Louie and I have a lot done just so you know)
So yeh, a little earlier in the week i was invited to a grad party. The friend who invited me was excited I was going, my mother, surprisingly enough, is letting me go without question, and it’s happening around the end of the month.
“It’s an all nighter. You have a tent, Jeff?”
“I could probably look for one.”
“You can also bring your girlfriend if you want!”
“I don’t... I don’t have a girlfriend.”
*she looks absolutely confused*
“What? But EVERYBODY has a girlfriend here. How do you not have a girlfriend?”
“I just... don’t... I have... ‘different standards’... and the girls here honestly aren’t my high quality choice...”
“Oh, so you’re queer? That makes sense. Didn’t you draw something about a girl you made up or something you’re looking for?”
HOW DID SHE KNOW THAT
AAAAAAARRRGGGGHHHHHHHH
first I have to deal with seeing LITERALLY EVERYBODY holding hands with either some stuck up popular chick that cares for nothing or some ugly ass jock who never brushes his teeth and is as stupid as a rock, all the while being the ONLY guy different from everyone else. And now I have to deal with everyone knowing about my imaginary relationship that doesn’t even exist that I made to stop myself from just going insane? Even though it has helped very little and my mind is slowly teetering closer to the edge of the cliff of sanity regardless due to a family that’s forcing me to live their life I never asked for and therefore invoking numerous obstacles?
I’m not sure if I can take this much longer.
Please, college... I’m counting on you to make me finally happy.