Overdose

Overdose

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 18, 2014
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First off, as young boy i was, unlike everyone else around me, shy. I've never been the type of guy to get all of the girls numbers in school. I've never been the type of guy to go home with a friend after school. I've never been the type of guy to go to birthday parties when and IF i got invited. Ive always been the "outkast". Ever since I was in elementary, ive been different from everyone else. While all of my friends and everyone else around me tried so desperately to fit in, i was the reclusive one. My friends wanted to be popular. My friends wanted to be umongst the so-called gods. It seemed and still seems like almost everyone i know and or knew has succumbed into the ways of the world. I did not want to be cool with the popular kids, and i did not want to do what the popular kids did, or at least that's what i told myself. Deep down i was just scared, i've always had great intuition. I can usually tell when something isn't right or when something seems as if it could get out of hand. That's what i felt when i was around them. They would be doing things that not only were dangerous and stupid, but life threatening, and i for one, wanted no part in it, HOWEVER as peer pressure set in, i fell in, i gave into it. I finally wanted to be cool. After a while you get tired of being lonely and overlooked. I Gave into the pressure. I've always thought that being different would get me laughed at, and it did, and i grew sick of it. This was the start of it all. People often reflect on their lives and think "if i could change this.. i would" i'm not one of those people.. There were alot of events that took place in my life that have shaped me into the person i am today. Not only negative but positive as well. In this story you will read about those events and how me being different shifted from a problem, to something great, and from something great, to a problem.
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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