> be me
> 18 years old
> freshman year at college
> virgin beta super fag to the max
> 10/9
> computer science major
> never drank nor smoked
> had two chill roommates (J and Y)
> i was a good kid then
> then it all changed when I met Pat
> notice Pat in all of my classes so I decided to approach him and try to befriend him
> wait after writing class for Pat. We walk back to the bus stop together just talking and chillin
> he seems pretty cool. also CS major
> invite him over to study with me and my roommates
> we end up not studying but have a good time just hanging out

>>690339462

> fast forward a semester
> one of my roommates (J) leaves to go to another school
> fuck you man come back
> whatevs, new roommate (we'll call him skittles) smokes a lot and is chill as fuck
> Pat, Y, and I hang out all through the semester.
> drink from time to time now
> also smoke with skittles a lot
> Y doesn't drink cause muslim or something but he's a bro
> semester ends and Pat and I decide to room in a double next semester
> summer starts and Pat, Y, and I all keep in touch

>>690339561

> over summer I get a job at stop n' shop in the produce department
> killmenow.jpg
> whatevs though, money is good
> one day I buy a handle of rubinoff off my neighbor
> decide it would fun to drink as much as possible at 9:00AM alone in my house
> measure out 6 shots in a cup and drink it. Feel fine. 6 more.
> uhoh.gif
> beta fagness kicking in. feel retarded. why did I do this
> wake up at noon in a pile of vomit at the top of the stairs
> hear dad and lil sis come home
> my dad yells my name, we'll call me Zapdos (cause that pokemon rocks)
> "Zapdos!, I got you a sub! Why don't you come downstairs and eat!"
> fuck. Fuck. FUCK
> I try to sound sober, "Okay, be right down!"
> immediately vomit all over self
> "Zapdos, did you just throw up?!?", my dad yells
> "NO!", I puke again
> I hear my dad tell my sister to check on me
> My little sis comes upstairs and sees me in a pool of vomit
> she screams so my dad sprints upstairs as well
> he yells, "Zapdos!, ZAPDOS!, ARE YOU ON HEROINE!?!?!?!?!?!"
> WTF? Heroine? I can't hold it in. I burst out laughing and fall back in my vomit making vomit angels.
> I've never drank or done drugs as far as my dad knows and he thinks heroine?
> He sends me into the shower and gives me a long lecture while I'm hungover
> I feel like shit. Dad never trusts me again I'm pretty sure.

Proceed...

>>690339689
> op names himself zapdos
> confirmed fag

>>690339689

> End of summer I turn 19
> hooray
> Pat drives an hour to where I live to hang for the night
> I drank a bit and then we drove to a McDonalds
> nevermind, not beta. fucking gamma or delta or some shit.
> then I tell him he should sleep over. he says sure. sweet.
> we sleep on a deflated air mattress that night.
> the night doesn't seem special at all. actually it sound pathetic and boring.
> but for me. That was the happiest I've ever been.

>>690340087

> Sophomore year of college now. Move into a double with Pat.
> gonna be a good one, I can feel it.
> still keep working at stop n shop job cause broke as fuck
> meet a girl at work named (we'll say Sarah)
> Sarah seems pretty chill so I ask for her number
> she says yes. Feel like a champ. First time ever asking girl for number. Wait nope, I'm still a fag.
> we hang out a few times and then we were official.
> I'd skype Sarah from my dorm room when we were apart. I didn't love her or anything, was just being nice fuck idk
> Talking to Pat one night about what I should say to Sarah to tell her I want to take our relationship to next level
> SEX man. I want sex. Can't be a virgin forever.
> Lay down in Pat's bed with him while talking bout what I should say.
> No homo just two bros chillin
> That night Pat and I slept in the same bed. I felt happy again
> The feeling of sleeping next to someone just makes you feel that way.
> When we woke up we were spooning hardcore. Still not gay. Just two dudes cuddling.

>>690340149
> two dudes cuddling
> not gay
Nah thats gay

>>690340149

> Things progress with Sarah and come Christmas time, we have sex.
> finally not virgin, but....feel empty inside
> she tells me she loves me. Fuck.
> I don't know what to say so I lie to her, "I love you too, Sarah"
> Fuck why did I do that. Damnit.
> Decide to end things with Sarah. Meet up with Pat over winter break and tell him my predicament
> We walk around a lake and then get some pizza. Pat tells me to just get it over with end it clean
> He tries to help me practice in my car. He says, "Here, pretend I'm Sarah."
> He gets in character and looks at me with puppy dog eyes, "What did you need to tell me Zapdos?"
> I play along and say, "Look Sarah, I really like you but with me being at school most of the time, I just can't deal with the distance."
> "I think we should break up." Pat looks at me astonished and then looks down and starts to fake cry.
> Damn he's really playing the part. Anyways, we finish practicing and then I go home.
> I text Sarah and tell her we need to talk.
> Fuck. She didn't like that. Never start it that way guys.
> Sarah freaks out and refuses to see me if I'm gonna be droppin bad news on her.
> Then I get an idea. A really shitty idea that only beta me could think of.
> I tell her I'm gay.
> I told her that I had feelings for Pat and that the last time we hung out, we kissed.
> Sarah gets pissed and tells me to never talk to her again.
> Damnit why am I retarded.

>>690340453

> That night I feel really bad for Sarah and can't help but cry.
> I never loved her, but it was still a sad time in my life. My mom came to my room.
> Seeing the texts I sent to Sarah, she assumed I was gay. FUCK. NOOO!!!
> I don't know what to say so I play along with it until she leaves.
> Great. Mom thinks I'm gay.
> Next morning my dad is in my room. I turn away from him.
> "Sooo, your mother told me some...shocking news..."
> God damnit mom. I'M NOT GAY.
> I ignore my dad, too embarrassed to speak. Now my parents think I'm gay and the worst part is, they're trying to be supportive and shit.
> I ignore my parents until it's time to go back to school for spring semester of sophomore year.

Cont?

>>690340582
> great. Mom thinks im gay.
Kek

>>690340582

> I tell Pat the whole story and he dies laughing.
> That first night back I try to get in bed with Pat, but he gives me this look.
> We ended up cuddling a lot the previous semester so why is it weird now?
> I sleep in my own bed thinking about Pat the whole night.
> This goes on for a while. I start to become obsessed with the idea of sleeping next to Pat.
> IT'S NOT A GAY THING! I just wanted to have someone next to me is all...right?
> Then one night I find a video on my phone. It's dated the day over the summer that my dad found me lying in puke.
> I tell Pat and he gets all excited. He wants to see it too. I'm pretty curious because I don't remember making a video.
> We play the video and listen for a few minutes.
> It's just drunk me rambling on about random shit.
> Then drunk Zapdos starts to talk about Pat. Pat sits up in bed and gets excited.
> I'm nervous as fuck. Where is this going?
> Drunk me eventually confesses his love for Pat and then starts hugging my dog.
> Pat gets really quiet. Fuck. What have I done??
> Eventually he starts talking and laughing about the video. I think he thought I meant love in a 'bro' way.
> After that night, I began to wonder about my sexuality.

>>690340915

> Time went on during that semester and Pat and I got into debates about sexuality.
> He said it was like a spectrum and one could be a little faggy or a lot faggy.
> Bullshit. It's either true or false, 1 or 0, straight or gay.
> I kept telling myself this to convince myself that I was straight.
> I couldn't be in love with a guy, that's fucking gay. DAMNIT.
> I had to withdraw from a class that semester due to bad public speaking skills.
> Walk out mid presentation and never looked back.
> Felt like shit at first but then moved on.
> Began to think about my life and how I'll prob work at Stop n' Shop forever.
> I'd never land a job elsewhere cause my social skills suck 8.7 dicks.
> Go home for a weekend still feeling depressed.
> Try to hang out with little brother like the good old days but he's hanging out with a friend.
> I'm hanging with both of them (cause my bro and I share a room) when lil sis comes in.
> She is with my dipshit cousin who has a crush on my lil bro's friend.
> Lil sis tries to get rid of me so all of them can hang.
> I tell her to leave my room over and over and over.
> Finally, she snaps, "Zapdos get the fuck out, why did you even come home? Nobody likes you and nobody wants you here!"
> Fuckin bitch. I look at my lil bro waiting for him to back me up. He says nothing.
> Does he want me to leave too? I look at everyone in the room. They're all looking at me.
> "Fuck you," I say as I leave. I slammed the door and went downstairs.

>>690341049

> My dad is sleeping on the couch (cause of divorce with my mom. they fight a lot and it sucks but whatevs)
> He wakes up and comes to the kitchen with me. He asks me why I slammed the door so I tell him what happened.
> Immediately I fall apart. After all these years of the divorce, and then Sarah, and Pat, and now my little bro is like a stranger to me.
> I just burst into tears. I couldn't help it. I must've looked pathetic to my dad.
> He came over and hugged me real awkward like. I could tell he was uncomfortable.
> I drove back to school that night and thought about suicide for the first time.

>>690341152

> I started looking into how to tie a noose or how to properly slit your wrists.
> One night when Pat was out, I took my Stop n' Shop box cutter and removed the razor blade.
> I held it up to my wrist and tried to cut. I thought about how my life was going nowhere.
> I thought about my parents. I thought about what lil sis had said to me and how my lil bro said nothing.
> But most of all, I thought about Pat. He was the only one that gave me happiness anymore.
> I just wanted him to come back to the dorm room and chill with me. I began to cry again.
> Damn I was quite a quivering pussy back then.
> I dragged the razor across my wrists until blood began to ooze out.
> I cut again and again and again, but I could never cut deep enough.
> I couldn't even kill myself, damn I was a little bitch.
> I wiped away the blood and went to sleep.

>>690341423

> The following two weeks were tough. I had to hide the slashes on my arms until they healed up.
> The last thing I wanted was for someone to see my cuts and think I was doing it for attention.
> Fuck that, I didn't want anyone to know.
> Then I fucked up one day.
> It was hot in the room as I was packing up my things for a 48 hour game programming competition.
> I had rolled up my sleeves and accidentally revealed my scars.
> I was talking to Pat as I was packing everything up. Then he saw it.
> I noticed he had gone quiet. Fuck what happened?
> "Sooo.....Zapdos.", he said.
> "What happened to your wrists?"
> I looked down at my arms and saw the fresh wounds. Blood was still oozing out.
> Fuck. FUCK. FUCKFUCKFUCK.
> What do I say?? THINK!!!
> "I uh, scratched them outside on a railing I think..."
> Wow. Very convincing.
> Pat just nodded and kept quiet.
> I finished gathering my things and left the room.
> During my compo I was in a computer lab for 2 days straight.
> I tried to focus on the game I was making but all I could think about was Pat.

Anyone still reading?

keep going

proceed

bump for fagola

>>690341637

> Before the end of the semester I tried to kill myself a few more times.
> But alas, I was still a little bitch. I failed every time.
> I got better at hiding the scars though.
> Then before I knew it, summer was here yet again.
> Pat and I decided to live together again.
> Fuck. As much as I wanted to live with him, I knew I shouldn't have.
> It was only going to make things worse.
> That summer I spent a lot of time walking around my town late at night while stoned.
> I would often stop at this spot I liked and cry. I was a little bitch, but the tears made me feel better.
> I tried to stop thinking about Pat.
> Pat and I hung out some more over the summer. This time my old roommate (Y) was able to chill with us.
> Y started drinking now even though he was muslim and his religion said no. He must have been torn apart inside.
> So as the summer came to a close I was feeling better. I had convinced myself I was straight and I had finally gotten rid of my feelings for Pat.
> Then junior year arrived.

>>690341834

> Pat and I moved into our room and started catching up on stuff
> Then I left to chill with some other friends. I thought if I distanced myself from Pat I'd feel better.
> Classes were tough that semester but I was happy. I finally decided to not kill myself as it would make me look like a bitch.
> I hung out with other friends away from Pat for a while. He hung out with Y and his friends a lot.
> But every night. Every fucking night. I couldn't sleep.
> I'd look up and see Pat no more that 5 feet from me. In his bed, alone.
> I wanted nothing more than to walk over to him, snuggle next to him, and to kiss him and tell him I love him.
> Wait. No. FUCK. Stop it you gaylord. Fuck you stop it.
> I tried to suppress these thoughts but they kept coming back.
> Why!?
> Well at least I was still somewhat happy.

>>690341943

> Then halloween came around. Pat had plans to hit some bars with friends and I was only 20 so I planned to stay in with my other friends.
> I smoked and drank with one of my friends until I could barely walk.
> It was still early, but I decided to leave cause I felt tired.
> When I got back to the room I was alone. Pat was still out.
> I looked over at his side of the room. I wanted him back. I didn't want to be alone with my thoughts.
> I walked over to my desk and saw my old razor blade. It had been a while since I cut.
> I picked it up and looked at myself in the mirror. I was not the same scrawny kid from freshman year. I had gained some weight.
> Damnit. I looked down at the blade. Holding it against my left shoulder I dragged it down my arm to my fingertips.
> LOL I'm Aang the last airbender. Wait he had tattoos on both arms. I cut my right arm too.
> I looked into the mirror and admire my air bending self
> Then it started to hurt. A lot. Blood came rushing down from both arms.
> Fuck what is wrong with me. Why did I do this?!?
> Then Pat came back. There was no hiding these cuts.
> He was semi drunk. I decided to make some dumb joke that I didn't really know what happened to my arms.
> That someone told me they'd be a better avatar than me, and so I "scratched" my arms to prove them wrong.
> Pat bought it. Sweet.

>>690342032
> gaylord the fag bender
Fucking lost

pat better confess his love for you

>>690342032

> I had to tell everyone that dumb story as well anytime someone saw my arms.
> I think people knew it was a lie and just thought I was a psychopath.
> Later one night Pat and I stay up talking.
> We have a really good conversation and at the end he got up and hugged me. He didn't say why, but I think he knew where the cuts came from.
> I turned and hugged him back. "Thanks for being a great roommate Pat, I love you man."
> Crucial to throw in the "man" at the end or else it's gay.
> But I'll tell ya, I wish that hug never ended.
> All my work over the summer of getting over Pat was undone in that hug. But I didn't care.

>>690342393

> Later when I was hanging with Y, this guy John came over.
> He was about our age and hilarious.
> John never drank nor smoked and he seemed like a 35 year old guy in a 20 year old's body
> I knew John from the previous year but this year I got to know him more.
> He came out as a homosexual to us this semester and we were all cool with it.
> John was awesome and sexuality doesn't fuck with friendships
> Then one night as I was studying with John alone, I noticed he kept talking about this kid in our class called Pat
> Different Pat than my roommate Pat. We'll call this one Pat2.
> John went on and on about Pat2. I was picking up a vibe that he was crushing on Pat2.
> I felt bad cause Pat2 was straight and poor John was hoping maybe Pat2 was gay.

>>690342393
> or else its gay
> op inferring that he is straight
> nigga u gay

>>690342480
there is no pat2, right?

>>690342480


> I couldn't believe my luck. I ran into another kid who was crushing on a Pat who was straight.
> Is this some kind of sick joke God?
> whatever, don't think too much into it
> then one night, at dominos with Pat waiting for pizza cause pizza is awesome
> Pat and I are being quiet until Pat speaks up
> "Man, poor John"
> "Hmm?", I say
> "I said poor John ya know. Being in love with someone you can never be with."
> WHAT. THE. FUCK.
> Pat looked my dead in the eyes.
> Was he fucking with me?
> No there was no way he knew.
> WHAT THE FUCK THOUGH
> How was this happening?!?
> At that moment I wanted to scream. I wanted to yell. I wanted to punch Pat in the face.
> He had no idea what he just said to me. What kind of sick joke is the universe playing at?
> I've been dealing with the pain of my love for Pat for over a year now. And he says that to me.
> Granted he didn't know what he said would hit me so hard, but I couldn't believe this coincidence.

Cont?

>>690342658
there is, theyre just both named Pat so I call
the other one Pat2

>>690339415
i thought that was zapdos

>>690342715
yes faggot

>>690342715
You can't stop now, the train was just picking up speed

>>690342715

Ive read enough to confirm ur gay

>>690342892
oh I thought you were in denial in that part of the story

>>690342715

> Later one night I thought about suicide again.
> I texted Pat and asked when he would be coming back.
> He said laterish which usually means midnight or later.
> Perfect. Plenty of time.
> I decided to get high one last time so I hot boxed my bathroom and smoked till about 10:30.
> When I got out fucking Pat comes back.
> God fucking damnit plan ruined.
> Whatever I'll just watch the Penguins of Madagascar and then go to sleep.
> I'm getting ready to watch my movie when Pat walks over and hugs me from behind.
> He held me so tight and for so long my legs started turning to jelly.
> Why was he hugging me right now wtf??
> I can't recall what he said cause my heart was beating too fast hear.
> How did he know, of all the nights, this was the one I needed that hug.
> I wanted to get into bed with him but I knew those days were over.
> I got into my own bed after my movie and spent the night thinking about Pat.

>>690343175
> penguins of madagascar
> being straight
Pick one

>>690343328
turns out OP has autism and is 12

>>690343175

Confirmed op takes pat up the ass

>>690343492
id take pat up the ass too

>>690343175

> The next morning Pat got up and went home for Thanksgiving break.
> I got up and jerked off thinking about Pat for the 100th time.
> Then I thought about heading home too. Instead I decided to write my story down somewhere.

********************************

At this point the story ended because it was caught up. But a lot of time has passed so I have more. Cont?

>>690343847

Give me moar you faggot

>>690343847

Keep going

>>690343847
>caught up
>I have more
pick one fagola

>>690343847

> Thanksgiving came and went
> Pretty chill week, just played half life n shit
> Then I went back to school for the last month before winter break
> This month was particularly rough cause finals and then all this shit

>>690339415
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x3BfEScJZ08
just do it.

>>690344199

> One night plan to chill with Pat
> wait around room for him to get back from class
> watching youtube videos, playing Hearthstone, whatevs
> Get a text
> It's from Pat
> He's gonna work out
> FUUUCKK
> Oh well only 2 more hours to wait then
> I wait and wait and wait
> Finally another text
> He says he's gonna hang with some friends and he'd be back late
> At this moment I just felt dumb
> Here I was literally pissing time away waiting for my roommate to come back
> Like a dog. A fucking DOG.
> Anyway I tried not to think much of it.
> Decide to smoke and watch a movie.

>>690344287

> Get high and watch Shark Boy and Lava Girl.
> It's one of those movies that's so bad it's funny.
> I lol the whole time and then decide to watch some family guy.
> Watch the episode where Susie Swanson is born.
> Stewie makes that stupid music video for Susie.
> During the music video he sings a song, can't be bothered to post a link.
> Any way mid song I decide to get ready for bed.
> Listen to lyrics while undressing.
> "You know it's true, everything I do, I do it for you..."
> Can't help it. Think of Pat.
> Eyes swell with tears, look at door. Wishing Pat would come back.
> Suddenly, out of fucking nowhere, a knock at the door.
> Here the key and then the doors opens.
> Pat walks in and looks at me.
> Me, in my underwear, stoned, with the lights off, crying listening to Stewie fucking Griffin.
> He drops his bag and runs over to me with open arms.
> I couldn't really figure out what was happening. So I spread my arms too.
> When he got to me he grabbed me and hugged me for what felt like forever.
> I almost melted in his arms. I couldn't believe that he came back.
> I know this seems stupid but I was high and that hug made my day.
> Still holding me, Pat whispered into my ear, "I missed you buddy" or something like that.
> Can't really remember cause I was stoned like a mother fucker.
> I could smell the alcohol on him.
> I replied, "I didn't think you were coming back."
> At this moment, Pat awkwardly broke the hug and walked over to his side of the room.
> Fuck did I make it wierd? Damn it.

>>690344418

> Later that night when we were in bed, Pat was rambling on about stuff
> I wasn't listening on account of my high.
> I snapped back into the conversation and listened to Pat.
> "...like maybe it's all just an act and that person is really crying for help inside, ya know"
> WOAH WOAH WOAH! Wtf did I miss?
> Was he talking about me?? Himelf??? Shit I wish I listened to the whole thing.
> I just laughed it off and then we went to sleep.
> Well. Pat went to sleep.
> I laid awake for hours thinking about that hug.

>>690344526

> Later during the week, late night in the room.
> Chilling with Pat in room.
> He gets in bed.
> I'm not tired at all. Fuck it.
> Decide to go for walk.
> Tell Pat I'm going for a walk.
> He says k and I leave.
> Kinda thought he'd ask to come along. He usually does.
> 12AM When I leave the room.
> Start walking toward campus.
> Not that cold out and it's pretty well lit for a late night.
> Arrive on campus at around 12:30AM
> Walk accross a bridge connecting the campus.
> I walk across this bridge at least 4 times every day and yes I have considered jumping.
> I get to the other side and sit down on a bench.
> Looking around at the few amount of people that are awake.
> Feel tired now but don't want to go back. There is only sadness for me there.
> At around 1AM I decide to go under the bridge and check out the river below.

>>690344630

Just jump

>>690339415
Zapdos? My nigger.

>>690344630

> I wait until no one is around and hop over the wall to the hill that leads to the river.
> Immediately I trip.
> FUCK
> I tumble down the hill towards the rocks.
> Fuck no no no!
> Find my footing right before the rocks.
> Holy shit thank god.
> I walk down to river and sit down.
> I stayed there for about an hour and a half thinking about what my body might look like pancaked against the rocks.
> Finally around 3AM, I head back.
> I stop at the midpoint on the bridge. There's so much fog you can't see off either side.
> Looks pretty cool.
> I look down over the river.
> At this moment I tried. I tried to jump but I just couldn't.
> Burst into tears and started walking back the room.

>>690344813

> During last week of classes before finals I get a stomach bug.
> Puking up everything and having insane diarreah.
> Fucking awful.
> Uneventful week and finals week was meh.
> Then on move out day, decide to chill at my bro's place.
> My old roommate, Y.
> Pat comes for a bit but he leaves early to see the new star wars movie.
> I walk with him to his car already high.
> I wanted to give him a hug before he left for break, but he held out his fist.
> Gave him a fist bump and walked away.
> Fuck. I missed my chance to tell him how I feel. Now I wont see him for a month.
> Go back to Y's place and get high and drunk.

>>690344952

> In the morning Y and I rush out to see the star wars film a few towns over.
> We finish packin our shit, get food, print our tickets, and we head out.
> Me in my car and Y in his.
> Almost at theater, just gotta get off this exit.
> Turn signal, start to get over a lane.
> Then everyone brakes.
> I slam on my brakes. No use.
> Skid forward (raining so road is wet).
> Screaming all the while, I crash into the vehicle in front of me.
> Fuck me I suck.
> Can't believe it.
> I get out of my car and give the movie tickets to Y who pulled over.
> I tell him to go see the movie himself but he refuses to leave.
> What a bro.
> The other guy I hit gets out of his car.
> He's older and looks pretty calm.
> No real damage to my car or his, but his car is a company car so he calls his boss.
> His boss comes down, helps us fill out some paper work and exchange info and then we leave.
> Remarkably, Y and I make it to the movie on time.

>>690344771

Were you there the first time he posted?

>>690344771

Cause ive def seen this story before
But not these updates.

Keep going op

>>690345060

> Movie starts, STAR WARS pans across the screen and everyone in the theater jizzes in their pants.
> But not me. I felt like shit cause of my crash and the fact that I wasn't going to see Pat for month.
> At the end, Y and I part ways and I drive home.
> Nobody home but my older sis.
> I walked in, feeling defeated and sat down at the kitchen table.
> I put down my head and tried to calm myself down but I was still shaking from the wreck.
> My sis comes in and tries to talk to me.
> I realize my insurance is gonna go through the roof and I've failed my father.
> I lift my fists in the air and swear at the top of my lungs.
> Bashing my fists down on the table I got up and left the house.
> My sis started panicking but I left too soon for her to say anything.
> When I got outside I started walking.
> I didn't care where, I just wanted to get away from everything.
> Fuck, I have to work at Stop n' Shop in the morning.
> Quicken my pace.

>>690345375

> I end up down town.
> Maybe some pizza will calm my nerves.
> I sit down in a local pizza place and order a slice.
> I stayed there for an hour and calmed myself.
> When I decided to get up and leave someone at the store recognized me.
> "Zapdos?"
> Shit. I turn.
> It's a guy who was a mentor for my high school robotics team whom I hadn't seen in years.
> Back then I was head programmer, and less socially awkward.
> I could see the look of shock in his eyes as he stood before me.
> I must've looked like shit.
> I stared back at him and just said, "I have to leave now, sorry."
> God damn it. Well that was kinda embarrassing.
> Feel like shit, but decide to go home.

>>690345435

> The week pisses by and Christmas comes and goes.
> Pat comes down to chill one night but it was so awkward and quiet I don't want to write about it.
> On 12/31/15 I went to work at 8AM
> Got a text from Y
> "You know Pat is gonna room with his other friends next year?"
> At that moment my world stopped.
> I froze as I was putting out the 2lb bags of carrots.
> I stopped and thought about Pat.
> He didn't want to room with me anymore?
> Whatever who gives a shit that's fine.
> Angrily I finish throwing the carrots on the shelf.
> Tears start rolling down my face.
> I think about Pat and how soon he won't be a part of my life.
> My stomach feels sick.
> There's 5 min left of my shift.
> Manager walks over to me. (Call him fagasaurus)
> Fuck can he see my tears?
> "Zapdos, I'd like you to go outside and get some carts please."
> "Uh, Fagasaurus I only have 5 min left of my shift and I have to finish my cart."
> Fagasaurus looks at me with his cold face.
> "I don't care, just go outside and make 1 or 2 trips then."
> FUCK YOU I WILL SHOOT UP THIS STORE I SWEAR IT
> Go outside and round up some carts and then punch out.

Bumpin

Keep it coming

>>690345156
No, I just like Zapdos a lot.

Can you do a TL:DR version?

>>690345648

At this point the story becomes uneventful and doesn't add much. Any thoughts on whether I should tell pat or not?

>>690346224

Why not, what have you got to lose?