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i saw more of my blood yesterday than ive seen in a long time. yesterday morning i go outside to start up the car and didnt realize the steps were complete ice. so i fell down the stairs and cut my hand open on the way down. i didnt even realized it had happened. i was just laying on the ground like 'what the fuck'. then as im coming back from lunch at work, im walking across the parking lot and i see my friend pulling in. i always fuck around with this guy so it didnt surprize me that he saw me walking and sped up like he was gonna hit me. so he kept pressing the gas as if to run me over and i jump on the hood of his truck. then he takes off, with me on the hood, and slams on his breaks and i fly off the car and bust my head open. i dont remember flying off i just remember them trying to pick me up and being all tingly as i had blood running down my neck. so i went to the hospital with blood all over my hands and got 6 staples in the back of my head. then i went home for the rest of the day and smoked a bowl with my cousin. definately made me feel better. i fuckin hate doctors. they can suck my balls. the only thing theyre good for is stapling my head. and my hands all cut up. its fun. i prolly could have gotten drugs. but that wasnt the first thing on my mind at the moment.