…is unspeakable.

It just makes my blood absolutely boil..to know what some do and to know they get away with it…free to do it again. Free to do w.e they please because they know that I have my hands tied…tied because of a gay school where every little shit roams scot free from their miserable and dispicable acts.

But just as others before them…they will not walk for what they have done.

One day..they will take responsiblities for their actions..willingly or by force…even if that means that blood will be shed..and thats a promise.

Things like this are what embody a fear…a fear of what happens when Im not there to keep everyone else in check. It is things just like this that make it even harder the next time that Im simply not around..even for 5 minutes. I know that soon I wont be around very much at all…and if such actions are to occur within hours of my absence…what does that mean for stretches of days at a time to come? Thats probably my biggest fear of all…..what happens when Im not there…