My Dad is supposed to pick me up.

He hasn’t responded in 20 fucking minutes, i am starving my ass off, it’s hot as shit out here on the side of my school, the wall smells like pot, and im starting to shit a brick trying to figure out of my Dad is dead or not.

Im actually going to lose my shit if i start walking home and my Dad barks at me because he doesn’t know where i am, im going to beat the shit out of someone i swear to fuck.