the life vultures

It is Monday, finally I have interntet in my fray-
I got the shit kicked out of me by a girl,
and I have known this girl( her crazy but really crazy life) like any other
of the girls not crazy for some time. But this one put me in her curls.
Apart from spending the weekend putting cold things on my face,
the bitch almost broke the nose. She hit me with the palm up to my nose,
She can punch the nose and brake it, but it easier to brake it and even
kill a person( since his nose bone Will go up to the head)
I was a bit in static prose….for a half second and I went after her.
At that point she is not a girl, she is a threat.
She just stoped after I was about to break her, but didn´t, I just walked away.
Fight? With men too many, with girls? Only this one that hits me. I sort of knew what it could happen,
like an idiot I thought people changed, to my disgrace. So I spent the weekend
putting ice in my face, that was really a disgr….no, what was really a disgrace
is when she was lying down after my reaction and she goes on the floor she says,
“We where planning this”, fuck me, then I learn like an idiot the other girl is a whore!
So what is she then? A hen? She planned it all for me to get that upset after she almost
broke my nose(she did do taikwondo or kickboxing and I have her videos of doing it),
fuck me, she hits better than most guys. She planned the whole fucking thing out, fuck you,
no, fuck me for being that stupid, she did had an orgassm with squirt…… (maybe that is my problem)
thank goodness this
one I figured out she is worst thant cancer. I should meet a nice girl, and I have but these type of
people I think I can change them, no, they are the classical narcissist sociopaths.
And she called me today at 2 a.m. Ater snorting some cocaine in her dumb brain.
Just another abnormal story.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

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