Bullies
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Bullys are people who are jealous.They think they can waltz around hurting people,well they cant.You only get hurt if u let them hurt you.How about you prove them wrong?Show them you dont care what they say.Because in the end your perfect just the way you are and you shouldnt care what any body else thinks.Why be the same when you were born to be different?Who cares if your gay or you like something unusual something nobody else likes.Those little qualities give you your identity.You should always do you coz thats the best thing to do?In my opinion were all beautiful when we are ourselfs.Why should we have to care what anybody else thinks?heres some advice bullies are like a rash if you icth at it(let it get inside your head)it will stay longer,if you leave it alone (ignore them)itll go away.
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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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