My wanna-be-gangster friend took me to a Tech N9ne concert. I despise rap to begin with, and he basically forced me to go. So, on my way there I had forgot my wallet at his girlfriend's house and he was bitching about that, we get there and have to stand in the boiling heat, I have no cigarettes to smoke because the girl that did have them left them in the car. We get in, have to stand for I don't even know how many hours, listening to this terrible music, and being shoved around by people who wanted to get up closer to the stage. When we finally got back in the car, I wanted a cigarette, but he was like, "NO! WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME BEFORE MY CURFEW!". We drop off the girl who had cigarettes, and I was left craving. He decides to b***h at me the whole way back to his girlfriend's house about my depression, my problem with cutting, and my cigarette addiction, which his advice was, "Get over it". Yeah, I didn't have enough time to smoke a cigarette before his curfew, which was 11, but he had a whole hour to f**k his girlfriend in the car without asking me politely to leave, they just started right in front of me. We get back to his place, and by this time I just wanna kill him, and all of that wasn't enough. He gets home, and his dad reprimands him for not being home on time and he flipped out on him. I booked it out of there. One of the worst nights of my life.
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