2019-10-06 at 1:10 AM UTC
I went out with a very public (indirectly) bang when I flipped out and got arrested and I haven't talked to barely anyone from back there yet, nobody really about what happened, and I don't really want to, and I don't really want to show my face and have to talk to them in person. I don't care what those people are up to, I'm sure the feeling is reciprocal, and I never want to move back there. Most of this is due to downright embarrassment, but I think it really is in the best interest of everyone for me to interact with them as little as possible. At least most of them for a long time. Of course there are a few I want to talk to again, but I'm not really ready for that, or maybe I am but I don't want to yet even if I should be getting going on it I guess. We'll see how that part goes.
2019-10-06 at 1:12 AM UTC
probably if they like thought about it but i'm pretty sure they don't
2019-10-06 at 1:32 AM UTC
Wariat
Marine/Preteen Biologist
How would you go out with a bang if you ran into the situation I did at the bar in santa cruz called bradys where they all jumped you then lied then had the audacity to talk shit online in a cops and courts brief and talk about good ole boy local territory fag shit and you saw one of the, the main guy who orchestrated them to go out wnd chase tou and who side slammed you and later it never coming out to anyones statements he was on your side and they all surrounded you before you broke a pint on kevin markley while he was turned and refused to turn st you looking st the ocean with his mustache and long hair and jeans and slippers on while you were on bail?
2019-10-06 at 1:32 AM UTC
Wariat
Marine/Preteen Biologist
Have any of you been in such an all bad situation in your lives?
2019-10-06 at 1:38 AM UTC
Worst I have had was getting drunk and really cunty with co-workers.
Big mistake from my P O V, especially cos no matter how ***inexperienced*** they are it makes zero difference, but still.
2019-10-06 at 2:56 AM UTC
i wave loaded guns around while drunk
god will judge me
2019-10-06 at 2:58 AM UTC
I always assumed I was disliked.
Turns out no one ever gave a shit.
Lesson is don't assume.
2019-10-06 at 3:03 AM UTC
kroz
weak whyte, frothy cuck, and former twink
lol i have done a lot of bad thing but so many Californians/jediyorkers are moving here they make me look like jesus
2019-10-06 at 3:48 AM UTC
I'm just a face in the crowd.
2019-10-06 at 4:02 AM UTC
I used to be an upstanding member of the community, everyone in town knows my last name and my family. I was named after my grandpa and he is a very popular old person. All the old people liked me even the secret societies like the free masons, rotary club and the lions I knew all of those people through my grandpa.
It's a small farming community. The girl I got dated lived on a farm when she was a child down the road from where my dad grew up. I would walk down the street every morning and say good morning and hello to people, go to the local bakery for breakfast.
My workplace was a public gathering place, across from a highschool and a 7-11 so I also got to know lots of young girls and kids that smoked weed and I sold to them during my break, or my girlfriend would give weed to them and i took the money at work
I had that job for 4 years and they loved me.
In the end I had nobody and I was totally alone and that was before anyone knew I was using hard drugs, everything is fake and nobody cares about you in a small town. Sitting around at the bar trying to flirt with the same girls for years gets old fast, people don't change.
I like city life where you can move neighborhoods and become invisible. In small towns you constantly run into people
People stopped saying hello and good morning to me because I got a reputation for violence, scary drugs and erratic behavior. Nobody wanted to just chill and smoke some bowls of meth with me, no girls wanted to party with me anymore.
So i started huffing solvents in a jar walking around town shoplifting d x m and benadryl. Also the RCMP in the small town don't like me. I don't have a criminal record but I was in the jail a few times and they knew my name and face, they knew i sold weed to highschool kids and knew I was fucked
but I'm quiet so they rarely saw me. They found a meth pipe on me once and just laughed
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2019-10-06 at 4:12 AM UTC
Man, thank you for that. Really.
I too grew up in a very small farming community, I eventually moved to our family farm a few miles away after my grandparents who lived there died when I was in high school.
Small town gossip is ridiculous, EVEYBODY knows EVERYTHING about everybody at all times, and it gets nauseating. I didn't like being around the same people every day, nobody new moved to town, and I wished I could hurry up and go to the big university where I could blend in with a whole bunch of people I didn't know yet, and everyday see a lot of new faces and interact with new people. I like living here a lot better, and there's so much more shit to do and you don't have to drive 30 miles to go to walmart or 60 to go to red lobster or department stores.
2019-10-06 at 4:31 AM UTC
I used to sell drugs so a lot of people I run into still think I'm like that. Few times a year someone asks me to get them something and I have to decline. My reputation is basically either that I'm a good kid and a hard worker or that I'm an absolute psychonaut, depending on who you ask.
I prefer cities where I am a nothing and a nobody. My town is still big enough to blend but occasionally i run into people.
I absolutely hate small town life.
2019-10-06 at 11:23 PM UTC
POLECAT
POLECAT is a motherfucking ferret
[my presentably immunised ammonification]
I'm a backwoods half hippy half country boy collector of free items,, free large items in a pristine mountain community and I drive to fast,, you tell me how my rep is
2019-10-06 at 11:29 PM UTC
Sudo
Black Hole
[my hereto riemannian peach]
In high school I was kind of a spaz. I had no coping skills so I used drugs and fucked around with weird girls and guys who also had bad problems. Afterwards, everyone knew me because of an event that happened, then knew me as the trajectory of my life became pretty apparent and I would drive around all day high out of my mind on drugs, skinny af with trashy hos and a .32 under the seat. Now when people see me they're like "wow, you look great" even though my face looks old and weathered I appear relatively healthy.
