...that's one of the most badass things ive ever heard. y'know you're not that bad. i like your hardcore ness. even if it is somewhat hardcore bitchy
Yes, they are. Especially from someone as kickass as me. Hahahahahaha, they should definitely make a film about my smooth move.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! You can play my sad lover, Bandit. I think you are that fickle. Just admit it.
you think im that fickle. hm... admit it? na. i respect hardcoreness a lot, and you are pretty, but it takes a lot more than that for me to be attracted to a girl. plus as fun as being yelled at you was. im not submissive like that.
It's huge. I'd take a pic, but there's too much damn light in this room and my cam isn't adjusting well. One time, at camp, we took a trip to the local mall and I bought one of those razor scooters. A friend and I were going to race down this really steep concrete hill, but she chickened out right before we went, so I went by myself. For some reason I thought my brakes were shitty and I stepped off the side. My legs came from under me, I hit the concrete with my face, rolled a bit, hit my head on the metal rail, hit my face on the concrete again, and slid down the rest of the hill on my face. I have a scar above my right eye and had road rash really bad on my right arm and leg.
RR gah. i bet that took a while to heal. yea. pain is good. but that musta sucked a bit. heh, i have a scar above my left eye. in my brow. was it clean concrete or jagged like a road? must have picked up quite a bit of speed to lose footing like that.. was it shaking before you abandoned ship?
Hahahahahahaha, nope, no shaking. I was just like...Oh shit..I'm not going to be able to stop and I know it. Then, I stepped off. What a dumbass. It was clean concrete, like a sidewalk. It was a really steep hill. I have a scar in my left eyebrow from my dad closing the screen door at my grammy-s on my head when I was 8.
yea. either way you would have been in a mess, but the one you picked just had involved a party with your face and concrete. yea at least it wasn't jagged. headshot from that woulda really hurt. not like it didn't anyway, but at least you dont have a rock stuck in your face eh? eight? and he didn't notice you were there?..
Hahahahahahahaha, he was in the house already and his back was turned and I was running to the door then...BAM...my poor little head was hit. I re rode the hill after I wiped the blood out of my eye, and I was fine. I rode it until I hit the grassy area at the bottom of the hill then jumped off.