Stories from the b/side of life... for my dad
These stories where written as a meme for the b/ board on 4chan.org they go along with pictures one of a school teacher drinking with a young boy at a festival and one of a boy and a girl on a bed with a creepy guy with a knife in the background enjoy.. ^_^
I remember the time I was at a Spring festival, when I was 17. I had a beer can and was looking about when someone took the can from me. I started in protest, but found my English teacher standing behind me, looking drunk.
She waved a finger at me, "You're still too young. It's my duty as an adult to keep you out of trouble" And not hearing a word from me she took a sip and led me away from the festival.
She talked for some time to me, and I got to know her on a deeper level. I was quite surprised, and I learned so much about her. She was very open. I didn't realize at first what she had led me away for, but it soon became apparent.
"Have you ever kissed a woman?" she asked me, staring at the can.
Shocked, I answered "Ma'am, you're drunk. Let me take you home"
I managed to avoid putting my teacher and I in a terrible situation. She'd been drinking my pee.
I could not find any fucking toilets at that stupid festival.
My mouth was dry, I'm couldn't feel anything in my legs but pins and needles, and I'm couldn't remember the last time I'd blinked.
We'd been neighbors for a long time. Friends almost as long and now... I sat on the side of her bed, watching her as she undressed. It was all I could have ever hoped for in my youth and yet even as she started to climb onto the bed in her underwear I moved back.
She looked hurt for a moment, asking with her eyes why I'd just suddenly moved away.
I took a deep breath and tried to muster up the courage. I was lucky when the words found me, and I poured out my heart to her. I told her about how much I cared about her, how much our friendship meant to me...
I told her I would never hurt her.
Satisfied, her older brother left the chopping block and knife on the dresser, and closed the door on his way out.
On other non related stuff I'm prob going to ditch school tomorrow and go see the used, head automatica,and the bronx.I hate going to shows alone but I also hate to to miss out on three awesome bands in one show...=( Oh well we'll see what happens.. I was feeling a little sick over the weekend which made me seem pretty bummed out on saturday (sorry jason jayk and carrie I just didn't feel very good. I know it seems like I wasn't happy but I was just not feeling good =(..I should have been more excited b/c we did see peachcake but I kinda felt a little bit alone and sick). Oh well I feel a lot better now I'm almost at full recovery. well nothing much else to say..
I remember the time I was at a Spring festival, when I was 17. I had a beer can and was looking about when someone took the can from me. I started in protest, but found my English teacher standing behind me, looking drunk.
She waved a finger at me, "You're still too young. It's my duty as an adult to keep you out of trouble" And not hearing a word from me she took a sip and led me away from the festival.
She talked for some time to me, and I got to know her on a deeper level. I was quite surprised, and I learned so much about her. She was very open. I didn't realize at first what she had led me away for, but it soon became apparent.
"Have you ever kissed a woman?" she asked me, staring at the can.
Shocked, I answered "Ma'am, you're drunk. Let me take you home"
I managed to avoid putting my teacher and I in a terrible situation. She'd been drinking my pee.
I could not find any fucking toilets at that stupid festival.
My mouth was dry, I'm couldn't feel anything in my legs but pins and needles, and I'm couldn't remember the last time I'd blinked.
We'd been neighbors for a long time. Friends almost as long and now... I sat on the side of her bed, watching her as she undressed. It was all I could have ever hoped for in my youth and yet even as she started to climb onto the bed in her underwear I moved back.
She looked hurt for a moment, asking with her eyes why I'd just suddenly moved away.
I took a deep breath and tried to muster up the courage. I was lucky when the words found me, and I poured out my heart to her. I told her about how much I cared about her, how much our friendship meant to me...
I told her I would never hurt her.
Satisfied, her older brother left the chopping block and knife on the dresser, and closed the door on his way out.
On other non related stuff I'm prob going to ditch school tomorrow and go see the used, head automatica,and the bronx.I hate going to shows alone but I also hate to to miss out on three awesome bands in one show...=( Oh well we'll see what happens.. I was feeling a little sick over the weekend which made me seem pretty bummed out on saturday (sorry jason jayk and carrie I just didn't feel very good. I know it seems like I wasn't happy but I was just not feeling good =(..I should have been more excited b/c we did see peachcake but I kinda felt a little bit alone and sick). Oh well I feel a lot better now I'm almost at full recovery. well nothing much else to say..