Prom.
A excuse to spend your college funds that you've been saving up for years on a ridiculously expensive tuxedo or a dress that would put the queen of England to shame. Also a reason to get laid for men who don't have enough self control to wait when should.
For my last year in high school I planned on taking Ivy to this extravagant event in hopes to make her the luckiest person in world, though in result I found out things I shouldn't have and am unable to even look at her in the eye without feeling a wave of disgust of her, and of myself.
You could only believe me when I say that I got her a gold dress that would have unmistakably came from the 1920's. I thought that she was my Daisy, and I would be her Gatsby. Since the fall out with her and I, I sent her the prom dress I bought her in the mail in hopes that she would take her own living, breathing, walking Tom Buchanan.
I hope she makes her decision, as I have already made mine.
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the suicide project
Teen Fictionsu·i·cide; ˈso͞oiˌsīd/ [noun] 1. the action of killing oneself intentionally. 2. intentionally kill oneself. a story of a senior high school student faking her own death to reach out to other students. © 2014 by pariahs. All Rights Reserved cover...
