I just started Homestuck.

Turns out I got home from school, went to my room and passed out on my bed, woke up three hours later, got my uniform back on, ate a banana and walked outside to find out it’s night, and not 7 am.
I AM A GENIUS.
Well. I’ve been lied to for the past few weeks. My boyfriend said he had stopped cutting, that he didn’t want to die. His shirt rode up yesterday. His sides were covered in cuts. I know it’s hard to overcome, but I just wish he would at least be honest with me.