bedake went to michaels ranch and had some jesus juice and man chowder
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bedake went to michaels ranch and had some jesus juice and man chowder
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Originally Posted by friendowl
yea totally, ass
bedake i hope you really didnt get molested cuz thatll really suck no pun intended
I never had it bad really, not until I hit high school. For some reason I think I had an invisable (to me) "kick my ass" sign on me.
I got high school, lets see, I was beat on and called names everyday. I once got hit in the head with a hammer, on purpose, so I slammed a 2 x 4 against his face, and I got suspended. Then, I got locked in the washroom for a good 4hrs.
I used a washroom in the welding/mechanics section because I couldn't even take a piss without getting a bloody nose. So I was in the shit stall, a teacher came in, left, locked the door solid behind him, and there I was. I ended up smashing a window to get out. Cut my arm in the process, and the stupid pricipal thinks I was trying to kill myself and there was something wrong with me. I said this entire city is fucked and you'd be lucky if I made it out of here today without killing someone. :D
People saying how useless, fat and retarded you are everyday, from complete strangers, kind of gets to a person after time and you start to believe it.
Then after 2 semester there, I dropped out of school because suicide was knocking on my door at least 3 times a day.
BUT, my folks did kick me out because I had a bad drinking habit then and I stole to feed my habit. It was in Feb., about -30degC outside, and all I had on was a sweater. All the homeless shelters were full, so I went to the hospital. They basically told me I couldn't stay there, not even in the waiting room, and kicked me out the door. No one helped me that night and I got a cold, grim of reality.
I ended up going home, getting punished for my actions. Like loss of trust, big time. I continued stealing from everyone to feed my booze habit until I quit well over a year ago now. :) I'm off the drink, no longer steal, and during the last 2yrs, I have built a relationship again with my folks. I apologized to them, and I finally felt so bad about everything, I completly broke down.
But anyways...that's just the tip of the iceberg and I have never told anyone my story about what happened in the bathroom. So enough already! Get out of my business you snoops!! ;) J/K
Peace.
It's good to see so many folks coming through. It's nice to hear some positive stories!
Peace
Buddy
Yeah congratulations too all of you who have had hard lives, and have managed to salvage some type of life.
Well actually to all of you who have had it hard, very well done, you obviously aren't doing too badly now as you're on a computer which at one time would probably have been a luxury for you's. :)
Yikes, that must have been savage mate!Quote:
Originally Posted by bedake
Although, again, this is a website and stories are like assholes, everybody has one!!
Guess it aint the best story but. . . . . meeeh
ha ha ha privilege to be on the computer thats funny homie.
theres money in the ghetto just no love.
gangsters need love too.thats why were all mad and shit
so next time you see some crazy looking guy just go up to him and give him a hug.
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Originally Posted by LOVElife
yea everything could just be made up so i dont feel the need of defending my claim
Alot of you are probably disregarding this mans remarks... but he speaks the truth. Infact, the above statement Is really quite painfully trueQuote:
Originally Posted by friendowl