It was just how the schoolyard was set up. There was a huge wall on either side of the stairs leading into the building and the asshole happened to walk around it with a piece of the benches he'd vandalized during recess. And no I didn't turn around and kick every inch of his paler-than-toothpaste-ass, the blow the the back of my head sent me into a pitch black haze where I swam for the next few minutes until my eyes began registering light again. I actually got 4 hours detention for being late back to class and he got put on the honors board for perfect attendance and soccer.
I had my first kiss in a mental institution, where I got put at fifteen after a failed suicide attempt. What's that Steve Miller said about "you got to go through hell before you get to heaven"?
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.