hyena said:
(too much manowar for me, sorry).
Don't apologise! Too much manowar is a good thing!
NF: Pretty good. all my lessons are cancelled so Im taking a "full on relaxing day". I might do some exercise but other than that Ill be spamming forums with my usual crap.
I felt really bad when I woke up this morning. I saw this
bastard guy that my girlfriend cheated on me with over a year ago (just a kiss, but that still hurt me so bad). Anyway this guy is a retarded roughian so whenever I see him I always feel really bad, like Im going to have to fight with him. Chances are I'd lose though because all he ever does is fight with people. I cant believe my girlfriend let him kiss her
(<that sentence sums up why I feel bad about it sometimes).
(Here comes some interesting yet fairly irelevant history)
I didn't fight with him the other day, but I did once in the past and it wasnt pretty. What pisses me off is that he came on to my woman and I did what most out numbered corner boys would do and just cried about it (not threatening to take actions against his actions).
~~~~Then 4 months later he approaches me in the street with a gang and in front of my girlfriend starts attacking me. He leaves without me fighting back (because I thought his gang was going to get involved). I sit down because Im beaten up and hurt. 5 mins later he returns with a bigger gang saying "he wants some more". My girlfriend started trying to fight him for me (which I didn't approve of one bit) and she got thrown really hard straight away so I snapped and laid the hurt down on him. I got in loads of punch's apparently but after my little fluster I noticed my girlfriend was having a mega violent panic attack. All my adrenaline left and then my enemy came over and just totally took me out. They all left us literally dying.
Lovely story for a monday morning.
[random recolition] Funilly enough earlier in that same week a random gang of townie Cunts got on the same bus as me and seemingly took quite a liking to my girlfriend. After I stuck up for her by telling the morons to have some respect and leave us alone one of them decided to make putty out of me. He hit me (with rings on) three times in the face with me having no block what so ever. This event took place three days before the other event detailed above. I think this is why I'm paranoid about getting on busses and walking the streets in general.
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