Its actually a pretty hilarious story
to save humiliation, ima change names in this story.
i met him at a gig where i was absolutely plastered and he was sober. id heard of him before, but id never met him. so drunkenly i went up to him and was like 'ohh so your jimbo? your so buff, everyone finds you so buff.' for some reason, that drew him to me. i will never understand why. we started talking loads. then i went to a party and again was drunk, (these 2 parties were a year apart, im not some pisshead) and rang him up and told him i liked him, and he told me he liked me too. the trouble was, he wasnt in my group of friends at the time. but, one of the guys, in my group at the time, bill. did like me. about 2 weeks after the party, i was playing at a battle of the bands where both the guys were at. i truely liked the jimbo, but i knew if i didnt get with bill that all my friends would have disowned me. so, i was forced to be with bill. meaning i couldnt be with jimbo. unfortunately, bill turned agressive and started hurting me for no reason. and i would confide in jimbo about it. so after 6 months with bill, he finally got sick of the same face with the same black eye so he broke up with me. i was secretly relieved. 3 months later, jimbo asked me out. nearly a year later, were still together. and were both happyer than ever.
ive probably come out as the villian in this story. which i admit, yes i was totally in the wrong. and i seriously never go a day without feeling bad for hurting my jimbo.
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