so afterthat happend,my girl didnt want to be by me anymore, probably because of the way I smelled, And went on with my day. When I went in the bathroom at westville counterpart college, I had to use all the soap in there to bathe myself and it was embarrassing because other people were there but I was behind the stall, smothering myself with that mad sticky soap. Then some gay-ass kid who looked like he didn't go to college, Peeked over the stall and what he saw turned him on(me ass naked and with that mad gooey soap) and he wouldn't stop looking so I hit him and he cried to his mother:"hE hUrt mE!.!" And I thought to myself: "So what if he cries to his mother? I can beat her up easy!" But when I went out the stall, There was a tall 6-Foot Built black man waiting for me and he started throwing haymakers next thing you know, I'm in the hospital
