Tom gave me AIDS.
I swear it, Tom gave me AIDS! (even though I'm not completely sure what happens when you get it o.o)
OK, I was innocently going to get my lunch, and he shoved by me, I shove him back, he pushes me, I deck him in the mouth. He cries, I go red with fear and consistently apologize. Everyone laughed at him because his tooth was bleeding, and I was cringing in the painful fact that his braces cut my hand in a way that looks like a snake bite. One part is a blood blister, one part looks like Herpes. It's all swollen up and yellow/red and is very painful.
Damn you, Tom, damn you.
So now, I get to go find Peroxide and have a good ole time yelling at my ex over the phone (he gets off on it, I think, he encourages my ranting o.o) for being an ass (not Tom). Simply because I'm in pain.
Then, I get to read slash.
Life is damn good over here on this side of Hell, how about ya'lls, eh?
OK, I was innocently going to get my lunch, and he shoved by me, I shove him back, he pushes me, I deck him in the mouth. He cries, I go red with fear and consistently apologize. Everyone laughed at him because his tooth was bleeding, and I was cringing in the painful fact that his braces cut my hand in a way that looks like a snake bite. One part is a blood blister, one part looks like Herpes. It's all swollen up and yellow/red and is very painful.
Damn you, Tom, damn you.
So now, I get to go find Peroxide and have a good ole time yelling at my ex over the phone (he gets off on it, I think, he encourages my ranting o.o) for being an ass (not Tom). Simply because I'm in pain.
Then, I get to read slash.
Life is damn good over here on this side of Hell, how about ya'lls, eh?