Alright so I used to talk to this girl named Erika. (REMOVED) and her Bf cheated on her. I felt sorry for her (because I didn't know any better.) and asked her to Homecoming one friday night at a football game.

Over the next week we talked and figured out we had some common interests. We went on a field trip to washington for something or w.e I was paying attention. We were walking around (me her and her friend) and they excused themselves for some reason and then they both started screaming at each other and went their separate ways. I didn't know what was going on. She told me that she made out with one of my friends at the movies the previous weekend. I not caring really didn't say anything other then, ok whatever. Then I started telling people and basically caused a war between her and her friends. (HEHEHEHE)

I went to meet her parents and picked her up for dinner and pictures. At the dance I grinded her ass so hard, it was a moving experience. Then a week or so later she blew me in a parking lot before her band practice. I happened to mention it to one of my friends and then the whole school found out. She was really mad at me. Then I was introduced to Captain Morgan's Parrot Bay Rum, at this point she was really mad at me for having lied to her about not telling others in addition to telling people about what had happened. She pulled me down off the stands and told me that I was an asshole and that I was going to walk her to her car and fix everything. At that moment i was like, hmmmm should i fix this, or just start hating her like everyone else...decisions decisions.

I told her that she was an annoying bitch who was social cancer who caused me so much pain and anguish just because she was a bitch and said, NOPE, CYA!!!!!!!!!!!! and at that point my life took a better turn.

TL;DR DONT TALK TO GIRLS, ESPECIALLY CRAZY GIRLS.