Freshman year, I was an incompetent retard. I mean, I had no idea how to dress, I didn't know how to shave, I was a wreck with women. At lunch, my group of "friends" used to sort of poke fun at each other, and I did too. But then one kid started going way over the top and always going after me. He started to insult me relentlessly, knowing that I was pathetic as per (Degenerate) societal standards. They would all laugh along.
It got to the point where I had had enough, and I started walking around the hallways with my lunchbox eating lunch alone as I roamed the halls. It was better than being insulted every day.
It got to the point where I had had enough, and I started walking around the hallways with my lunchbox eating lunch alone as I roamed the halls. It was better than being insulted every day.
