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But no, I have a funny story that I can tell and make light of a horrible situation. In a matter of weights and measures/checks and balances, she got off easy... or was that me that got off?

I just don't think the story is whatsoever funny.

But I'm sure some do, so I guess that's what counts for you.

Can you answer a question?

How in the world did you mange to get your jeep repo'd?

Seems like a bank would be calling you shortly after your first missed payment.

Was she writing herself checks or something? You don't pay any attention to your account?
 
Once I put a keylogger on a work PC where a guy I disliked used to check his hotmail. I then posted the naked images of his girl to everyone on his contact list.

yeah I was an asshole back then.
 
I just don't think the story is whatsoever funny.

But I'm sure some do, so I guess that's what counts for you.

Can you answer a question?

How in the world did you mange to get your jeep repo'd?

Seems like a bank would be calling you shortly after your first missed payment.

Was she writing herself checks or something? You don't pay any attention to your account?

She was very slick about it. She and I were renting a place together and I was working while she was at home. She would intercept phone calls, intercept mail and everything to keep me completely in the dark about what was going on with my accounts. I was 22 at the time, naive, stupid and too trusting. She had said since she wasn't working, she wanted to do all the wifely things like manage the bills, clean the house, etc etc. She drove a little piece of crap car that somehow she'd convinced me to drive to work everyday while she used my Jeep, which I loved, to do things like grocery shopping and the like. I had no idea what she was doing until I pulled up in the carport one day and saw some dude with a mullet hooking my Jeep up to a wrecker.

I was giving her cash, as that was what I had mostly available to me. At the time, I owned an Auto-detailing company that my parents helped me purchase. I would write from the business account a check to cash and give it to her to put in the bank and pay the bills. My personal account and the business account were separate since my parents were the majority holders on it who were using business money to pay back their investment they initially made for me. Her version of the bank was the hollow junction box where the light switch is in the wall. She had cash stuffed in all of them.
 
Why'd you freak out? Did you feel guilty for pushing her or something?

Why did you decide to dump her? Don't mean to be rude but I am curious.



I just wasn't mature enough to handle her telling me she had been raped. I just didn't know how to handle it. I wish I'd handled it differently, but that was 19yr old me.

I think I felt it was too much baggage for such a new relationship and didn't want to deal with something that deep. I was young and just wanted to have fun. I wasn''t thinking long term. But that's what gets me all these years later. She was possibly the perfect match for me and I can easily see how it could have become something really special had I allowed it... she was willing to give it her all and really cared for me. I just pushed her away.
 
In 5th grade I told a friend I wanted to give him 10 dollars when we got to my house. He waited outside while I went inside and drew the letter R 10 times with bibs on them. Get it, doll R's? He wasn't too happy.
Probably one of the worst things I've done in my 41 years. Haha. Feels good when people tell me I'm one of the nicest people. =)
 
I took a Pink Floyd CD cover insert, placed it in a punch bowl, pissed in the bowl, let the insert sit in it for a little while.
Took it out, let it air dry, cut it into small bits of paper to look like hits of acid.
Went to the local military base and made over $500 selling it as acid to the military brats.

My mom let this girl who got kicked out her house come live with us. She was a trashy stripper, about 3 or 4 years older then me (I was still in HS, she wasnt)
First night living with us me and some friends did the "spit the shot of vodka back in the bottle trick"..she got trashed and blew us all.
Then when my mom finally got tired of her shit and men coming around to see her my mom bagged up her clothes and put them on the porch. Me and my buddies put dog shit in the bags and attacked her a piss filled super soaker when she came to get them.

A guy who was kind of a friend let me see where he kept his savings in his room. I told my other buddies then me and my little crew of criminal buddies waited to the school bus left and broke his front door window out and took the money..bought a shit ton of rock and weed and and smoked woolys alllllll day :(

A girl at Seaside NJ let us come to her house and party. I pissed in the milk, put soap in the jelly, put every piece of silverware in my ass crack. We pissed on the floors all night as we were drinking. She was a white-hip-hop girl so she had tons of mens clothes..
We tossed most her wardrobe off the balcony to my buddies waiting car, shoes and all (my buddy had small girl feet and she had like 4 pairs of timbo's)

Robbing girls houses was common. Meet girls at mall, have a buddy set up a night we could all chill there when parents werent home, he goes to take her in another room for sex, we take as much as we could sell at flea markets and such (cell phones, video games, electronics, Disney VHS tapes etc..)

Led a kid into the woods during a bonfire to buy drugs. Buddy sucker punches him, breaks his jaw and we run his pockets. whole time he's saying "why guys..why"
that one made me feel real bad...was a good guy but at the time his $200 bucks was to inviting for us.

The list goes on and on...we were poor and it was the "crew" vs. everybody. Get money, get trashed, whatever it took..

You really are an asshole, going by this. Wow!
 
I hardly have any stories because growing up, I was the guy the assholes would pick on, but I did do something recently that would put me in asshole territory.

Some chick sent me a picture of her boobs and then told me that if I showed anyone else, she'd cut my balls off. So I sent the picture to one of my best friends.

Not that bad, but still pretty scummy.
 
I hardly have any stories because growing up, I was the guy the assholes would pick on, but I did do something recently that would put me in asshole territory.

Some chick sent me a picture of her boobs and then told me that if I showed anyone else, she'd cut my balls off. So I sent the picture to one of my best friends.

Not that bad, but still pretty scummy.

i have shared all the pictures girls send me with my best 2 friends.
 
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I walked in and she was easily 60-70 lbs heavier than the pictures she provided online. They had to be at least three years old.

I sat down, thanked her for being a liar and wasting my Saturday night, then left immediately. Definitely heard her sobbing as I left.

Damn, son. I had the exact same thing happened but I stuck with the date. She paid for the meal so it was gravy.
 
I took a Pink Floyd CD cover insert, placed it in a punch bowl, pissed in the bowl, let the insert sit in it for a little while.
Took it out, let it air dry, cut it into small bits of paper to look like hits of acid.
Went to the local military base and made over $500 selling it as acid to the military brats.

My mom let this girl who got kicked out her house come live with us. She was a trashy stripper, about 3 or 4 years older then me (I was still in HS, she wasnt)
First night living with us me and some friends did the "spit the shot of vodka back in the bottle trick"..she got trashed and blew us all.
Then when my mom finally got tired of her shit and men coming around to see her my mom bagged up her clothes and put them on the porch. Me and my buddies put dog shit in the bags and attacked her a piss filled super soaker when she came to get them.

A guy who was kind of a friend let me see where he kept his savings in his room. I told my other buddies then me and my little crew of criminal buddies waited to the school bus left and broke his front door window out and took the money..bought a shit ton of rock and weed and and smoked woolys alllllll day :(

A girl at Seaside NJ let us come to her house and party. I pissed in the milk, put soap in the jelly, put every piece of silverware in my ass crack. We pissed on the floors all night as we were drinking. She was a white-hip-hop girl so she had tons of mens clothes..
We tossed most her wardrobe off the balcony to my buddies waiting car, shoes and all (my buddy had small girl feet and she had like 4 pairs of timbo's)

Robbing girls houses was common. Meet girls at mall, have a buddy set up a night we could all chill there when parents werent home, he goes to take her in another room for sex, we take as much as we could sell at flea markets and such (cell phones, video games, electronics, Disney VHS tapes etc..)

Led a kid into the woods during a bonfire to buy drugs. Buddy sucker punches him, breaks his jaw and we run his pockets. whole time he's saying "why guys..why"
that one made me feel real bad...was a good guy but at the time his $200 bucks was to inviting for us.

The list goes on and on...we were poor and it was the "crew" vs. everybody. Get money, get trashed, whatever it took..

Just fucking wow.
 
I took a Pink Floyd CD cover insert, placed it in a punch bowl, pissed in the bowl, let the insert sit in it for a little while.
Took it out, let it air dry, cut it into small bits of paper to look like hits of acid.
Went to the local military base and made over $500 selling it as acid to the military brats.

My mom let this girl who got kicked out her house come live with us. She was a trashy stripper, about 3 or 4 years older then me (I was still in HS, she wasnt)
First night living with us me and some friends did the "spit the shot of vodka back in the bottle trick"..she got trashed and blew us all.
Then when my mom finally got tired of her shit and men coming around to see her my mom bagged up her clothes and put them on the porch. Me and my buddies put dog shit in the bags and attacked her a piss filled super soaker when she came to get them.

A guy who was kind of a friend let me see where he kept his savings in his room. I told my other buddies then me and my little crew of criminal buddies waited to the school bus left and broke his front door window out and took the money..bought a shit ton of rock and weed and and smoked woolys alllllll day :(

A girl at Seaside NJ let us come to her house and party. I pissed in the milk, put soap in the jelly, put every piece of silverware in my ass crack. We pissed on the floors all night as we were drinking. She was a white-hip-hop girl so she had tons of mens clothes..
We tossed most her wardrobe off the balcony to my buddies waiting car, shoes and all (my buddy had small girl feet and she had like 4 pairs of timbo's)

Robbing girls houses was common. Meet girls at mall, have a buddy set up a night we could all chill there when parents werent home, he goes to take her in another room for sex, we take as much as we could sell at flea markets and such (cell phones, video games, electronics, Disney VHS tapes etc..)

Led a kid into the woods during a bonfire to buy drugs. Buddy sucker punches him, breaks his jaw and we run his pockets. whole time he's saying "why guys..why"
that one made me feel real bad...was a good guy but at the time his $200 bucks was to inviting for us.

The list goes on and on...we were poor and it was the "crew" vs. everybody. Get money, get trashed, whatever it took..

You just sound like a fucking bastard, man.

And what is this obsession with pissing?
 
Once I put a keylogger on a work PC where a guy I disliked used to check his hotmail. I then posted the naked images of his girl to everyone on his contact list.

yeah I was an asshole back then.

wow

i mean im sure youve moved on and your a better person now but ouch
 
I took a Pink Floyd CD cover insert, placed it in a punch bowl, pissed in the bowl, let the insert sit in it for a little while.
Took it out, let it air dry, cut it into small bits of paper to look like hits of acid.
Went to the local military base and made over $500 selling it as acid to the military brats.

My mom let this girl who got kicked out her house come live with us. She was a trashy stripper, about 3 or 4 years older then me (I was still in HS, she wasnt)
First night living with us me and some friends did the "spit the shot of vodka back in the bottle trick"..she got trashed and blew us all.
Then when my mom finally got tired of her shit and men coming around to see her my mom bagged up her clothes and put them on the porch. Me and my buddies put dog shit in the bags and attacked her a piss filled super soaker when she came to get them.

A guy who was kind of a friend let me see where he kept his savings in his room. I told my other buddies then me and my little crew of criminal buddies waited to the school bus left and broke his front door window out and took the money..bought a shit ton of rock and weed and and smoked woolys alllllll day :(

A girl at Seaside NJ let us come to her house and party. I pissed in the milk, put soap in the jelly, put every piece of silverware in my ass crack. We pissed on the floors all night as we were drinking. She was a white-hip-hop girl so she had tons of mens clothes..
We tossed most her wardrobe off the balcony to my buddies waiting car, shoes and all (my buddy had small girl feet and she had like 4 pairs of timbo's)

Robbing girls houses was common. Meet girls at mall, have a buddy set up a night we could all chill there when parents werent home, he goes to take her in another room for sex, we take as much as we could sell at flea markets and such (cell phones, video games, electronics, Disney VHS tapes etc..)

Led a kid into the woods during a bonfire to buy drugs. Buddy sucker punches him, breaks his jaw and we run his pockets. whole time he's saying "why guys..why"
that one made me feel real bad...was a good guy but at the time his $200 bucks was to inviting for us.

The list goes on and on...we were poor and it was the "crew" vs. everybody. Get money, get trashed, whatever it took..

poor isnt an excuse man. id find all those people and make amends as best as i could.
 
This thread makes me realize a lot of peope were raised terribly, and kept a lot of secrets from their parents growing up.
 
Simply..epic..

I dont know if I have any good under handed sex ones, well maybe not as close as my criminal ones lol.

Best ones I can do for sex/females..

Had a beautiful girl take intrest in me when I was 15, she was a freshman me a sophmore. I was blown away she would have anything to do with me and was head over heels in love with her. She was rich tho, great student, kind of girl who would call me doing homework and sip tea and listen to Sarah Maclachlan. this girl had no business associating with my poor white trash self.
She had rules tho, no smoking cigs, drugs, drinking etc.. for me to be with her. So I hid it the best I could and dry humped on the weekends, finally got my fingers down her pants and touched my first shaved vagina a week before she dumped me cause her friend caught me smoking a cig behind he school. My first real heartbreak..
She cuts me off completely, and a year goes by.

Fast forward to 11th grade now, I see her in the halls and and I look the other way, butterflys andheart skips, till she catches me one day in the hall and says we should talk again and its wrong for "ME!" to ignore her..
At the time tho I had met my highschool sweetheart between 10th/11th summer..so I was hesistant, but this girl still had a controll over me...it was like being in love with two girls..

All of 11th grade goes by..Everyone knows Im openly dating my girlfriend and messing with the other girl behind her back. I even had guys giving me props asking me how the fuck I pull it off. Simple stuff, meet ups at my buddies house to swim or movies. Finally get steady finger action and hand jobs, things are progressing!

So 11th grade it wraps up, its summer, I know I cant keep the secret girlfriend around...shes far to good for me and would be a hassel as a steady girlfriend(doesnt party, has to be home by 9pm, still is a virgin and god knows when I'll ever get sex, etc..) opposed to my open GF who is like my a buddy who I can party with, have sex with, is in my inner circle, sleeps over etc..I honestly think I love her but she doesnt "fit" into my life, shes far to good for me so to say while my girlfriend "fits".

So I get miss perfect secret girlfriend over one night and have it planned in my head "tonights the last time seeing her, lets go all out" I had swore months before the running around behind my girlfriend was over, so it had to be super secret and couldnt keep going on.
I get her over...some dry humping...and instead of being gentle I go right for pussy eating. This was something I never tried wih her just cause how timid and shy she was, up till then I had only had a random handjob, fingering, and couldnt even get her to take her shirt over (seriously, I never saw her tits)

I get the pants down, eat it like a champ, slowly lower my own and get ready to have sex for the first time after almost 2+ years of trying. Shes ready FINALLY and I go to town...for all of 15 seconds...
It..was..glorious...the best feeling EVER. I cum on my sheets a few feet below her and try the "OMG, we should stop and use a condom, lets do this another time" Total bullshit, not sure if she ever knew..

Then it happens.."BANG BANG BANG"
Look out my bedroom window and see my GF and a gang of girls at my front door, look back to the bed and see this beautiful girl just deflowered in a state of "WTF is that?"
I panic, tell her to get her shit on and get in the bathroom and hide. Shes crying, I'm in a panic. If Im caught my girl and these girls might whip my ass, and ms. perfects, as well as have her break up with me. I wait quietly...my girlfriend and her friends leave and drive off..
I tell perfect secret girl "For your own safety (and mine)" get in your car and go now!"
Shes crying, just lost her virginity, got shoved in a bathroom, and now might have a gang of girls ready to pummel her.

She runs out, gets in her car and leaves...minutes later my GF returns. First thing she says "Why was that bitches car in front of your house".. I quickly respond "Look she was hear, I had to end it with her face to face so she would stop stalking me"....she believes me...
My girlfriend comes in, hugs me, and says shes thankfull its over...

Less then a half hour later I'm getting a blow job from my girlfriend and I'm thinking "OMG, my cock was just in this other girl and my balls actually still have vage juice on them making them all slippery....this is so insane.."
Then to top it off, to make this night that was horrible sink to its worse...
My phone rings...its the secret girl. She just lost her virginity, got shoved in a bathroom and now she says "They slit my tires! They slit my tires! *cry* *sob* Im on the side of the rode a few miles from your house!*cry* *sob* what do I do"
Thats right, my girlfriend and her friends slit the girls tires when it was in front of my house...shes losing her virginity, and her car is getting vandalized..
My girlfriend looks over to me and says "Why is that bitch still calling, what the fuck you said etc..."
Till this day, this line haunts me...I say on the phone to this crying girl "What the fuck do you want, I just told you to leave me the fuck alone, your such a....such a..a FUCKING DORK" and hang up...

Thats it...never saw her again..didnt go back to school for 12th grade, well never really "went to school" anyway..Dated my girl for the next 2 years and never spoke to or saw face to face that "perfect, beautiful" girl again...

I get choked up even writing this, even after 16 or 17 years...Ive seen her on FB and Myspace over the years, heard rumors and stories..tried to even call her a year or two after the incident and she hung up on me...
Ironically, my GF of the 4 years, my "highschool sweetheart" did me fucking DIRTY at the end, truely god giving me a payback for all this shit...but thats a different story...

When I read your first post I was like "no way this guy did so many assholish things, what a scumbag" and now that I've read this I wanna hug you :lol. I feel for you, man. If I were you I'd hesitate to reach her even after all those years. I'd try to come up with the best apologetic message I can in order to win her back, or at least set things straight. You just made the wrong choice out of two because of the pressure of the moment and the stupidity of youth.


Me? Nothing too exciting. Said 'I love you to this girl' even though I didn't. I was just panicked. She eventually caught up on it and broke up. That's really all I can think of off the top of my head.
 
The first time i ever encountered MySpace angels before it was known as "MySpace angles". I asked "who are you again?" Even though we had been regularly corresponding for a few weeks. She ran off crying.


I regret how i handled it, but not my reaction.
 
I used to roll with a shitty crowd, not unlike Pkm's. (Less pissing on the floor though haha) We were a bunch of drug dealing fools. I started to hang with these fellahs because I had the weird idea in my head that the "popular kids" wouldn't like me because of my wheelchair. (in reality they didn't talk to me because of my crew) Back in 2009, a year into all of this, I meet this girl. I thought of her as kind of a weirdo, but she'd always follow me around and shit. She'd always snag a seat at my lunch table, put stickers on my chair, shit like that. I was very negative back then, just a few years after the death of my father, so I just thought she was giving me attention to be nice or whatever. Half way through the year she starts coming over. She was a good girl. Straight A's. Violinist. Ice skater.

We'd watch movies, TV, video games, all that jazz. She'd fall asleep on my shoulder. Contrary to some of the rumors at my school (Ones that my little group was spreading, most likely) I wasn't at all good with girls (I'm still no Casanova to this day haha) At this point I haven't even kissed a girl. I start to develop feelings for this chica after a few months of hanging out everyday. I ignore the feelings. She gets tired of waiting around for me, so to get at me, she starts dating my best friend. Her first boyfriend. My friend has rage problems, so he ended up punching her in the face. A few months later I talk to her again and she's gotten into coke with this new guy. White trash, round faced dude. This little fucker sucked. I let him into my house once, and my PSP gets stolen. Mother fucker.

Homecoming is coming up, and hombre can't afford the out of school ticket. The girl asks if I can take her. I oblige. We're only there for a little while. Get invited to a mutual friends house. We're all crossfaded, one of my boys buys some ex for the party, the girl and I take some, we go into some room, do are thing. My first kiss, among other things. She feels like shit, because she cheated. I feel like shit because I didn't come to terms with my feelings until now. Word spreads around the schools that it happened. Best friend finds out. Gets pissed. All her friends thinks shes a slut. So she stops talking to me for about a year.

Time passes, she is into all kinds of drugs, fuckin' all manner of folk. I feel responsible. I try to "fix things" and fail. I go to college, come back this summer. She's finally getting her act together. But she doesn't ice skate anymore, is slow to the ball game due to all the ecstasy. She tries to be friends again. I just can't go through with it.


All because I was a little shit, because I didn't want to admit that I liked a girl.
 
I took a Pink Floyd CD cover insert, placed it in a punch bowl, pissed in the bowl, let the insert sit in it for a little while.
Took it out, let it air dry, cut it into small bits of paper to look like hits of acid.
Went to the local military base and made over $500 selling it as acid to the military brats.

My mom let this girl who got kicked out her house come live with us. She was a trashy stripper, about 3 or 4 years older then me (I was still in HS, she wasnt)
First night living with us me and some friends did the "spit the shot of vodka back in the bottle trick"..she got trashed and blew us all.
Then when my mom finally got tired of her shit and men coming around to see her my mom bagged up her clothes and put them on the porch. Me and my buddies put dog shit in the bags and attacked her a piss filled super soaker when she came to get them.

A guy who was kind of a friend let me see where he kept his savings in his room. I told my other buddies then me and my little crew of criminal buddies waited to the school bus left and broke his front door window out and took the money..bought a shit ton of rock and weed and and smoked woolys alllllll day :(

A girl at Seaside NJ let us come to her house and party. I pissed in the milk, put soap in the jelly, put every piece of silverware in my ass crack. We pissed on the floors all night as we were drinking. She was a white-hip-hop girl so she had tons of mens clothes..
We tossed most her wardrobe off the balcony to my buddies waiting car, shoes and all (my buddy had small girl feet and she had like 4 pairs of timbo's)

Robbing girls houses was common. Meet girls at mall, have a buddy set up a night we could all chill there when parents werent home, he goes to take her in another room for sex, we take as much as we could sell at flea markets and such (cell phones, video games, electronics, Disney VHS tapes etc..)

Led a kid into the woods during a bonfire to buy drugs. Buddy sucker punches him, breaks his jaw and we run his pockets. whole time he's saying "why guys..why"
that one made me feel real bad...was a good guy but at the time his $200 bucks was to inviting for us.

The list goes on and on...we were poor and it was the "crew" vs. everybody. Get money, get trashed, whatever it took..

.....dude....
 
I used to roll with a shitty crowd, not unlike Pkm's. (Less pissing on the floor though haha) We were a bunch of drug dealing fools. I started to hang with these fellahs because I had the weird idea in my head that the "popular kids" wouldn't like me because of my wheelchair. (in reality they didn't talk to me because of my crew) Back in 2009, a year into all of this, I meet this girl. I thought of her as kind of a weirdo, but she'd always follow me around and shit. She'd always snag a seat at my lunch table, put stickers on my chair, shit like that. I was very negative back then, just a few years after the death of my father, so I just thought she was giving me attention to be nice or whatever. Half way through the year she starts coming over. She was a good girl. Straight A's. Violinist. Ice skater.

We'd watch movies, TV, video games, all that jazz. She'd fall asleep on my shoulder. Contrary to some of the rumors at my school (Ones that my little group was spreading, most likely) I wasn't at all good with girls (I'm still no Casanova to this day haha) At this point I haven't even kissed a girl. I start to develop feelings for this chica after a few months of hanging out everyday. I ignore the feelings. She gets tired of waiting around for me, so to get at me, she starts dating my best friend. Her first boyfriend. My friend has rage problems, so he ended up punching her in the face. A few months later I talk to her again and she's gotten into coke with this new guy. White trash, round faced dude. This little fucker sucked. I let him into my house once, and my PSP gets stolen. Mother fucker.

Homecoming is coming up, and hombre can't afford the out of school ticket. The girl asks if I can take her. I oblige. We're only there for a little while. Get invited to a mutual friends house. We're all crossfaded, one of my boys buys some ex for the party, the girl and I take some, we go into some room, do are thing. My first kiss, among other things. She feels like shit, because she cheated. I feel like shit because I didn't come to terms with my feelings until now. Word spreads around the schools that it happened. Best friend finds out. Gets pissed. All her friends thinks shes a slut. So she stops talking to me for about a year.

Time passes, she is into all kinds of drugs, fuckin' all manner of folk. I feel responsible. I try to "fix things" and fail. I go to college, come back this summer. She's finally getting her act together. But she doesn't ice skate anymore, is slow to the ball game due to all the ecstasy. She tries to be friends again. I just can't go through with it.


All because I was a little shit, because I didn't want to admit that I liked a girl.

=(

Sigh.
 
I used to roll with a shitty crowd, not unlike Pkm's. (Less pissing on the floor though haha) We were a bunch of drug dealing fools. I started to hang with these fellahs because I had the weird idea in my head that the "popular kids" wouldn't like me because of my wheelchair. (in reality they didn't talk to me because of my crew) Back in 2009, a year into all of this, I meet this girl. I thought of her as kind of a weirdo, but she'd always follow me around and shit. She'd always snag a seat at my lunch table, put stickers on my chair, shit like that. I was very negative back then, just a few years after the death of my father, so I just thought she was giving me attention to be nice or whatever. Half way through the year she starts coming over. She was a good girl. Straight A's. Violinist. Ice skater.

We'd watch movies, TV, video games, all that jazz. She'd fall asleep on my shoulder. Contrary to some of the rumors at my school (Ones that my little group was spreading, most likely) I wasn't at all good with girls (I'm still no Casanova to this day haha) At this point I haven't even kissed a girl. I start to develop feelings for this chica after a few months of hanging out everyday. I ignore the feelings. She gets tired of waiting around for me, so to get at me, she starts dating my best friend. Her first boyfriend. My friend has rage problems, so he ended up punching her in the face. A few months later I talk to her again and she's gotten into coke with this new guy. White trash, round faced dude. This little fucker sucked. I let him into my house once, and my PSP gets stolen. Mother fucker.

Homecoming is coming up, and hombre can't afford the out of school ticket. The girl asks if I can take her. I oblige. We're only there for a little while. Get invited to a mutual friends house. We're all crossfaded, one of my boys buys some ex for the party, the girl and I take some, we go into some room, do are thing. My first kiss, among other things. She feels like shit, because she cheated. I feel like shit because I didn't come to terms with my feelings until now. Word spreads around the schools that it happened. Best friend finds out. Gets pissed. All her friends thinks shes a slut. So she stops talking to me for about a year.

Time passes, she is into all kinds of drugs, fuckin' all manner of folk. I feel responsible. I try to "fix things" and fail. I go to college, come back this summer. She's finally getting her act together. But she doesn't ice skate anymore, is slow to the ball game due to all the ecstasy. She tries to be friends again. I just can't go through with it.


All because I was a little shit, because I didn't want to admit that I liked a girl.
Sad story, but it isn't your fault.
 
I used to roll with a shitty crowd, not unlike Pkm's. (Less pissing on the floor though haha) We were a bunch of drug dealing fools. I started to hang with these fellahs because I had the weird idea in my head that the "popular kids" wouldn't like me because of my wheelchair. (in reality they didn't talk to me because of my crew) Back in 2009, a year into all of this, I meet this girl. I thought of her as kind of a weirdo, but she'd always follow me around and shit. She'd always snag a seat at my lunch table, put stickers on my chair, shit like that. I was very negative back then, just a few years after the death of my father, so I just thought she was giving me attention to be nice or whatever. Half way through the year she starts coming over. She was a good girl. Straight A's. Violinist. Ice skater.

We'd watch movies, TV, video games, all that jazz. She'd fall asleep on my shoulder. Contrary to some of the rumors at my school (Ones that my little group was spreading, most likely) I wasn't at all good with girls (I'm still no Casanova to this day haha) At this point I haven't even kissed a girl. I start to develop feelings for this chica after a few months of hanging out everyday. I ignore the feelings. She gets tired of waiting around for me, so to get at me, she starts dating my best friend. Her first boyfriend. My friend has rage problems, so he ended up punching her in the face. A few months later I talk to her again and she's gotten into coke with this new guy. White trash, round faced dude. This little fucker sucked. I let him into my house once, and my PSP gets stolen. Mother fucker.

Homecoming is coming up, and hombre can't afford the out of school ticket. The girl asks if I can take her. I oblige. We're only there for a little while. Get invited to a mutual friends house. We're all crossfaded, one of my boys buys some ex for the party, the girl and I take some, we go into some room, do are thing. My first kiss, among other things. She feels like shit, because she cheated. I feel like shit because I didn't come to terms with my feelings until now. Word spreads around the schools that it happened. Best friend finds out. Gets pissed. All her friends thinks shes a slut. So she stops talking to me for about a year.

Time passes, she is into all kinds of drugs, fuckin' all manner of folk. I feel responsible. I try to "fix things" and fail. I go to college, come back this summer. She's finally getting her act together. But she doesn't ice skate anymore, is slow to the ball game due to all the ecstasy. She tries to be friends again. I just can't go through with it.


All because I was a little shit, because I didn't want to admit that I liked a girl.

How is this your fault at all? She was the one who hooked up with shitty boyfriends, got into drugs, etc.
 
When i was a kid I pissed in the bed. I was sharing a bed with my brother at the time. I changed clothes and rolled my brother over into the pee. He was so embarrassed trying to explain to our mom what had happened.
 
I used to roll with a shitty crowd, not unlike Pkm's. (Less pissing on the floor though haha) We were a bunch of drug dealing fools. I started to hang with these fellahs because I had the weird idea in my head that the "popular kids" wouldn't like me because of my wheelchair. (in reality they didn't talk to me because of my crew) Back in 2009, a year into all of this, I meet this girl. I thought of her as kind of a weirdo, but she'd always follow me around and shit. She'd always snag a seat at my lunch table, put stickers on my chair, shit like that. I was very negative back then, just a few years after the death of my father, so I just thought she was giving me attention to be nice or whatever. Half way through the year she starts coming over. She was a good girl. Straight A's. Violinist. Ice skater.

We'd watch movies, TV, video games, all that jazz. She'd fall asleep on my shoulder. Contrary to some of the rumors at my school (Ones that my little group was spreading, most likely) I wasn't at all good with girls (I'm still no Casanova to this day haha) At this point I haven't even kissed a girl. I start to develop feelings for this chica after a few months of hanging out everyday. I ignore the feelings. She gets tired of waiting around for me, so to get at me, she starts dating my best friend. Her first boyfriend. My friend has rage problems, so he ended up punching her in the face. A few months later I talk to her again and she's gotten into coke with this new guy. White trash, round faced dude. This little fucker sucked. I let him into my house once, and my PSP gets stolen. Mother fucker.

Homecoming is coming up, and hombre can't afford the out of school ticket. The girl asks if I can take her. I oblige. We're only there for a little while. Get invited to a mutual friends house. We're all crossfaded, one of my boys buys some ex for the party, the girl and I take some, we go into some room, do are thing. My first kiss, among other things. She feels like shit, because she cheated. I feel like shit because I didn't come to terms with my feelings until now. Word spreads around the schools that it happened. Best friend finds out. Gets pissed. All her friends thinks shes a slut. So she stops talking to me for about a year.

Time passes, she is into all kinds of drugs, fuckin' all manner of folk. I feel responsible. I try to "fix things" and fail. I go to college, come back this summer. She's finally getting her act together. But she doesn't ice skate anymore, is slow to the ball game due to all the ecstasy. She tries to be friends again. I just can't go through with it.


All because I was a little shit, because I didn't want to admit that I liked a girl.

Suck, man :(

Not really your fault, but still sucks.
 
Me and a neighbor kid didn't get along back in high school. He was real white trash scum. Pissed on the side of my house, slashed my dad's tires, left trash on my lawn. I'd bash him up whenever I found out about it. The time he slashed my dad's tires though, I was really pissed...when he and his family was out, I saw their living room window was open and took advantage. I dropped their hose through the window and turned on the water. They were gone for hours...

His parents divorced and moved out not too long after that. The crappy part is that I later found out they were constantly fighting (sometimes physically) and he got smacked around by them both quite a bit. Probably explained why he was such a douche to the neighborhood kids. Still, I feel kinda bad making his life miserable for it. Especially the hose flooding thing.
 
I fucked my best friend's girlfriend. In my defense, not completely my fault; she threw herself at me, and I was drunk. But I still feel bad about it. He was in the same house, at a party, and we just sort of disappeared into the basement. Pretty sure he could hear everything, too. Needless to say, it didn't last too much longer after that.

Somehow we're still friends, though. He's a better man than me. I would've beat my ass, if I was him.
 
I fucked my best friend's girlfriend. In my defense, not completely my fault; she threw herself at me, and I was drunk. But I still feel bad about it. He was in the same house, at a party, and we just sort of disappeared into the basement. Pretty sure he could hear everything, too. Needless to say, it didn't last too much longer after that.

Somehow we're still friends, though. He's a better man than me. I would've beat my ass, if I was him.

I had a friend's girlfriend do that to me, but I didn't go through with it. He went to college out of town and cheated on her. When she found out she came on to me. Talk about weird.
 
There was a boy that died in our school from something tragic and he was a few grades under me. I was coming back from lunch with a couple friends when we were stopped, en route, by the funeral procession. I then dead-panned "gee, I hope they're throwing out candy."

I don't know how bad that truly is. More morbid than anything but the car did an audible gasp and then busted out laughing so it's hard to judge. One of the guys in the car told me years later that it was the shittiest thing he had ever heard anybody say.

I'm not usually an ass but I guess I felt like one that day? I didn't even know the kid.
 
Ditched my prom date, after she paid for all my shit because I was broke, to dance and go home with another better looking girl. By far the most fucked up thing I've ever done ..thanks alcohol.
 
Oh finally thought of one. In high school, I stopped hanging with a friend who pissed himself in class. It was too embarassing for me at the time. But looking back, yeah, that's pretty shallow.
 
When I was dating my ex-girlfriend (I was 19, her 17), there was this guy she'd gone through school with who was in love with her, and would buy her gifts pretty often. I don't remember the exact circumstances, but I think he heard her talking about the DS game The World Ends With You when it came out (and how I wanted it and she couldn't find it) and he ended up buying it for her as a gift. She ended up giving it to me and I enjoyed the fuck outta it and still have it to this day.

Earlier this year I met a girl online who was moving to my city. She seemed pretty cool and she was also pretty cute, and we flirted and such. It ended up being a case of 'old photo syndrome' because she had actually gained a lot of weight (due to a cancer scare or something). When I discovered what she actually looked like it killed all romantic interest I had in her, so I made a point of telling her I wasn't looking for anything serious (because at this point she was coming on to me pretty hard) but I was cool with being friends because she'd be new to the city. She says okay and understands, and we continue talking for some days, but she keeps blatantly hitting on me and essentially ignores what I told her before until I bring it up again. At this point she flips out on me saying I led her on, and lied and that I was an asshole for not giving her a chance, yadda yadda yadda, even though I had been real and had told her I didn't want anything romantic with her. She was acting a little obsessive and psycho so eventually I just told her straight up that I didn't want to talk to her anymore and that was that.

I still feel like a bit of an asshole because of that, because yeah, I did flirt with her at first, but when I realized what I was getting in to I made an effort to try fix it and still be her friend (because she seemed nice). That was the only time I had ever had a girl flip out on me like that and think of me as an asshole, so.
 
Yeah, something like that. That's shallow.

One night I totally cock blocked my cousin by accident. We got a motel room, I was pretty drunk, he had a girl and another guy had a girl but I didn't. The lights were all off and I was about to pass out on the floor. I think I was around 17.

I could hear him and the girl fooling around and I heard him say something about a blow job so I blurted out "suck it bitch". Well she immediately stopped lol. Whoops

LOL
 
High School

a girl from another part of the state moves and joins the school.. she ends up having a crush on me but is too shy to personally ask me out so she sends a friend of ours to do it and i shot it down while she overheard.. weeks later she dates my best friend who is over the age of 19 and at the time she was like.. 15? i constantly made jokes about it whenever she was around... way after this happened she got mad and started to spread rumors that i was gay so i fucked her friend and dumped her the day after
 
This was about two years ago as this was early in my sophomore year in college. I went away to school, but I still kept in touch with a ton of people who stayed back home and went to the local school. I depressed and quitting smoking and what not so I wasn't super eager to start making new friends. Anyway, right before school started, I ended up making out/having sex with my best friend. She was super attractive and liked me even though I was jew'y and fat. We started dating, but didn't put it on facebook because she said it wasn't anybody's business so not to many people from back home knew about it.

A couple months later, my other best female friend from back home broke up with her boyfriend of two or so years and started coming on to me hard. She wasn't super blatant about it, so I couldn't really turn her down. Then one day, she called me up and asked to visit me that saturday. I said sure. Friday came, and she brought up the fact she wouldn't be able to get into town until 8pm or so... which is when I decided it was best for me to mention how I was dating the asian girl. At first I figured she'd just spend the day, but I couldn't go through with her spending the night in my dorm. She got really upset, and ended up driving down anyway, and staying with a mutual high school friend and kept texting me the whole weekend trying to hang out with me. I ended up just getting drunk w/ friends and ignoring her.

A couple weeks later she met a new guy who she said "He has very similar taste as you. You have alot in common." She ended up moving with him across the country a couple months later, and they're still together and happy as far as I know.
though this does seem a bit crazy, but she seems genuinely happy

The girl was dating ended up making me feel like shit constantly and would lie. She was pretty much trash. She broke up with me the day I came down to visit for spring break. We tried to play friends for awhile until I told her I couldn't talk to her anymore. It's been about a year since we last spoke...

To wrap things up, I lost both of my best friends in a very short amount of time! I'd probably still be friends with the second girl to this day had I handled things better and was more honest... On the bright side I learned alot about relationships! I really should have gone with the second girl as we had far more in common and she was generally excited about being around me while girl I was actually in a relationship cared more about hanging out with her stoner friends than seeing me when I came to town.
She knows about my gaf account because I made stupid thread about a pregnancy scare. if you're still following me, fuckoff

Another bright side is I'm finally completely over all of it!
 
I once made an online friend pay me $500 for advice on different Photoshop techniques to make better facial textures for a game.
 
I contributed to a girl's mental health decline and she ended up in a mental institution for about 2 or 3 weeks. She's my girlfriend now.
 
A couple from highschool:

-I was the trumpet section leader for marching band, and a freshman named Mark's mom had gotten killed by an ex-husband in a shooting. Super tragic stuff. He wasn't at school for like 2 months. When he finally came back everybody kinda watched their words around him, including me.

about 2 or 3 weeks after he came back, we were having a night rehearsal for marching band. Near the beginning of practice, the synth player was having trouble with his rig. Mark was hanging around trying to help out, and I walked up. (a little backstory, one of my things I did back in highschool to get a laugh out of people was say super cheesy and stupid "your mom" jokes fit to the situation to entertain. You probably know where this story is going now.) Mark says,"Well dude, it looks like something is broken, we've checked all the cables."

I say without thinking, "Not as broken as your mom."

I immediately realize my mistake and completely die on the inside. Mark's face crumbles and he just looks at me totally dumbfounded about what I had just said. The synth player looks the same. I immediately try to apologize but Mark walks away. Later that night Mark came up to me and told me that I really did offend him, but he knew that I had made a mistake and was totally sincere in my apology. He then told me to watch what I say from then on, which I COMPLETELY understood. We actually became very good friends by the end of the year. But I still feel absolutely terrible when I think about it.

-There was this ultra fat girl in band too. Played clarinet. One of my friends told me he would give me twenty bucks if I did this; "Go up to her and make the loudest whale imitation you can muster up. When she looks at you confused, say," What, so you don't speak whale?"

So I did. Easiest twenty bucks ever. She thought it was hilarious. It was still a dick move though.
 
Once I put a keylogger on a work PC where a guy I disliked used to check his hotmail. I then posted the naked images of his girl to everyone on his contact list.

yeah I was an asshole back then.

How you are still typing with your fingers that are not broken and inserted to your eye sockets is fascinating. I take you were never caught.
 
During my Senior year in HS, I asked this (fine) Junior girl out to play hooky with me and offered a fun little excursion downtown (Chicago). I lived in the suburbs but I had a car when most in the school didn't so yeah, I used my car to the Maximus. Anyway, I pick her up from her bus stop and things are going swell until she violently attacked me with her halitosis. Somehow, I remained civil for the whole few hours we were out, but when I dropped her off I couldn't take it any more.

Her, "Yeah I had fun" (waiting for a kiss I think)

Me, "Yeah, don't call me anymore"

She looked so hurt and I felt so bad after I said it. Very awkward exit of the car and yes I was an asshole. Not my best moment.

Anybody else notice how this starts out exactly the same as Ferris Bueller's Day Off?
 
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