... I dunno where to begin.

In a matter of 3 days, the love of my life's life has come tumbling down the abyss of depression... mostly because of me. Not what I did, just me. I have done nothing. To anyone. So why did someone have to open their damn mouth and talk shit?

Tuesday, my girlfriend's mom got a phone call from someone, A STUDENT, in my school who also goes to their church. Bear in mind that this is one of those churches that does not support homosexuality, AT ALL. It's immoral, disappointing, disgusting, yada yada. Que m'importa, right? -_- *sigh* This phone call explains, in pleasant detail, of a girl who's about a head taller than her daughter, seen always holding hands or kissing, has short hair, etc., etc. Automatically, guess who the mother accused? Oh. Shit. -_- Also, this woman has hated me from the moment she saw me, and I have NEVER spoken a word to her.

Her mother called my girlfriend's therapist (another issue I know I'm not supposed to discuss) crying, talking about how disappointed she is in her daughter and all this BULLSHIT that begs the question;

Who's the asshole who invented homophobia?

Well now my girlfriend is scared so bad, she's been crying all week. My girlfriend never cries. In public. Who the fuck is this person to open their mouth and speak about something she has no business in, to go spreading a rumor that she doesn't have a reason to spread, involve herself in her supposed "friend's" love life. BITCH, GET A LIFE.

Good news is, I know who the snitch is. And I'm also going to be suspended tomorrow if someone doesn't keep me company.

Fucking swell.