Finding out the girl you like is dating one of her ex-es whom you could never even compete with in terms of desirability + getting bitched at by your parents for hours on end + coach awarding the 4 biggest thundercunts in the school as the captains of your swim team + hours of meaningless homework to do = Bandit's (shitty) night. You didn't need to know any of this crap, I just needed somewhere to write it down; and posting any of this on social media would be practically social suicide.