My last rant was talking about the two people that cancelled on me for Halloween. My group of nine dropping to seven. Still a lot of people so I was happy with it. Well today I figure out my friend was being snotty to my brother, so I made her apologize and all is well, right? WRONG. He claims calling him sweetie is comparable to SA and says he doesn't want to be around her for Halloween and decided he was going to take our two mutual friends to go with him in his own group. Now my group of seven I had is three and his group is four. I fucking hate life. I want to open the garage and run down the road but I'm to scared. I want to jump off my roof but I'm to scared. I want to sit on my window but I'm scared I'll get caught. Then when I chose to do something rather tame and hit a box against the wall my mom yells at me and threatens to cancel all the plans because I wanted to take out some anger. And she won't let me offer a solution without yelling at me to go away. -Astro