Prom

It's my worst nightmare. After spending 5 hours and hearing my mothers voice I want to smash my face into a pole and wait for blood to come out. I can't ever seem to make a good decision about picking out a good dress for myself. And every time I find a good one, my mother decides it's too revealing or something just looks bad about it. Anyway I still have no prom dress, and my life might as well be over. I swear if I was a dude life would be so simple.