I am constantly warring between crying because I can't stand thinking about the couple I saw on their lawn, taking pictures for their prom.  I can't help thinking that this isn't fair, that I should be able to bring Luke with me to mine and that I should be able to call him my boyfriend, but I can't, I can't, I can't and it is fucking unfair.  I know I'm being petty, childish, and whiny, but -

And then I try to tell myself that I am not going to let my parents and the school ruin my prom for me, but it is getting more difficult with each day.

Fuck, I'm going to cry again.