Therapywasaaste
"When I look in the mirror, I throw up."
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Most people seemed to believe that I won the fight based on videos people recorded of it. I think the guy I fought knows I would've beaten him if no one had intervened, he didn't seem upset about the fight though. He doesn't seem very seriouse about things. In general with my peers I can't tell when they're being serious about things.
For the first time people recognized me, they noticed that I was gone for those days. There are some people I see everyday and never made real conversation with but today, were talking to me. One of them was a tall, pretty girl who seemed sympathetic towards me. She said she thought I still looked sad and wanted to talk to me. It was only for like a minute and then the bell rang but still.
Also her tallfag friend, who I'm not too big a fan of, I guess, thought I was bothering some other foid friend of his. I told her I didn't know who she was and he wanted me to show him my snapchat messages and search her name. She wasn't on there because I don't know her and he must've been thinking of someone else.
When he was telling me to stay away from whatever girl he said he wasn't like that other kid that I fought and he would kick my ass. I like this because it implies he felt I won the fight but at the same time, I don't like him thinking he could kick my ass. It's not worth fighting him over a misunderstanding, or at all because I really don't want to go to jail (I think he might also be under 18 but not by much) but it still bothers me a bit that he thinks that.
That was before the tall, pretty girl started talking to me. She said she was sorry about the guy bothering me and asked if I was ok. I told her I was and asked why I wouldn't be and she said because of the fight. I told her I was fine again and the fight didn't bother me or hurt me and that's when the bell rang and we said goodbye and left. She was smiling which was good.
I never got the foids name. Moral of the story is: fight people when you're young. I wish I knew it before.
For the first time people recognized me, they noticed that I was gone for those days. There are some people I see everyday and never made real conversation with but today, were talking to me. One of them was a tall, pretty girl who seemed sympathetic towards me. She said she thought I still looked sad and wanted to talk to me. It was only for like a minute and then the bell rang but still.
Also her tallfag friend, who I'm not too big a fan of, I guess, thought I was bothering some other foid friend of his. I told her I didn't know who she was and he wanted me to show him my snapchat messages and search her name. She wasn't on there because I don't know her and he must've been thinking of someone else.
When he was telling me to stay away from whatever girl he said he wasn't like that other kid that I fought and he would kick my ass. I like this because it implies he felt I won the fight but at the same time, I don't like him thinking he could kick my ass. It's not worth fighting him over a misunderstanding, or at all because I really don't want to go to jail (I think he might also be under 18 but not by much) but it still bothers me a bit that he thinks that.
That was before the tall, pretty girl started talking to me. She said she was sorry about the guy bothering me and asked if I was ok. I told her I was and asked why I wouldn't be and she said because of the fight. I told her I was fine again and the fight didn't bother me or hurt me and that's when the bell rang and we said goodbye and left. She was smiling which was good.
I never got the foids name. Moral of the story is: fight people when you're young. I wish I knew it before.
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