Bad drinking. I met ghosts of the past. When I was 18, I was regarded within the underground community as 'the greatest'. I broke fences. I smashed concrete pillars. I could beat everyone at arm wrestles.
Tonight, I met the person who has excelled from the gutter and become strong. He refused to accept that he could beat me, and said I was 'taking the piss' letting him win.
Luckilly, I don't feel outdone by him, as he only sees physical strength. His best weapon was calling me a 'fag' for going soft and not fighting him. I instantly pittied him, and tried to make his victory over me as meaningfull as possible.
I stood up and announced him as being 'much better' than me. To which he asked me to go outside and talk about this man-to-man. I went outide with him, but in reality all he wanted to do was provoke me to hit him, which I wouldn't do.
After about 5 minutes of him trying to start a fight, his friends made him go home with comments like 'fat puffs like him aren't worth it.' 'Leave it.' And 'The Daily Mail is publishing it's peadophile hunting guide tommorow. Lets go home so we can get in early on the lynch mob action.'
So after he left, I went on a mad run through town, and luckilly managed to get my last bus back home (which was luckily late). And here I am.
Why do I feel bad?
a.) A kid who saw me as all powerfull and not to be messed with has messed with me, His perceptions of law and order will be fucked now.
b.) The general population still regards being able to say someone is gay as being the best insult there is. I am not gay, but still I am offended when people use this as an insult.
c.) I wanted a big night out. But after all my efforts. Sh1T happened.
Tonight, I met the person who has excelled from the gutter and become strong. He refused to accept that he could beat me, and said I was 'taking the piss' letting him win.
Luckilly, I don't feel outdone by him, as he only sees physical strength. His best weapon was calling me a 'fag' for going soft and not fighting him. I instantly pittied him, and tried to make his victory over me as meaningfull as possible.
I stood up and announced him as being 'much better' than me. To which he asked me to go outside and talk about this man-to-man. I went outide with him, but in reality all he wanted to do was provoke me to hit him, which I wouldn't do.
After about 5 minutes of him trying to start a fight, his friends made him go home with comments like 'fat puffs like him aren't worth it.' 'Leave it.' And 'The Daily Mail is publishing it's peadophile hunting guide tommorow. Lets go home so we can get in early on the lynch mob action.'
So after he left, I went on a mad run through town, and luckilly managed to get my last bus back home (which was luckily late). And here I am.
Why do I feel bad?
a.) A kid who saw me as all powerfull and not to be messed with has messed with me, His perceptions of law and order will be fucked now.
b.) The general population still regards being able to say someone is gay as being the best insult there is. I am not gay, but still I am offended when people use this as an insult.
c.) I wanted a big night out. But after all my efforts. Sh1T happened.