Ya know... You remind me of a friend of mine. He's... Well, kinda like you. He's a grade older than me. He's a f*cking genius, though! He made an mp3 for me from scrap.
Either way, I'm a strong guy and I look like one. But believe it or not, I got into a non-organized fight only once in my entire life. In reality, though, I have no enemies. Just people who I hate. I try to make friends with everyone. Why? Cause when someone has beef with me, I have an entire army to back me up. I only have one enemy on life, but...
1. She's a chick.
2. I try to make friends with her as well.
3. The only reason she really hates me is because I dated her best friend. Otherwise, I'm good to go.
