First time I hung out with Sab at a club.
I think she was the baby at Greyone back then and according
to her, I asked her to go with us. And just like every night at Embassy, you
walk out of there piss faced drunk. People tell me I fell off the couch, I
disagree, the couch threw me off. Now, this girl right here, this girl is wild.
When the DJ’s last song ended, the scene was like this: Bouncers assisting Sab
out the club, us following, laughing our asses off, when we get out she screams
“I WANT SEX!” Done deal. Casual #3 was
born. Our friendship begins.
The funny thing is, most of my friends, we meet at the most
unusual circumstances, but it’s these experiences that strengthens the bond
between two friends. Too see someone at their worst and be able to accept what
you see is the start of a long lasting friendship. FRIENDSHIP LEVEL-UP.
It was then that I knew, sober or not, that I was gonna get
along with Sab. We’re complete opposites and yet we like each other. A lot of
people don’t like my guts. Heck, I think everyone hates my guts, and you know
what? I never gave a flying fuck about what you people thought. There was a
dark time when all of you were giving Sab shit for being friends with me. But
Sab stood by me and defended me despite the bullshit that she was receiving
from your nosy asses. Sab knows me better than any of you do, I’m not one to
broadcast the small amount of good in me, because people fuck with you when
you’re nice. But Sab knows that side, I’ve shown it to her because she the kind
of person that deserves all the kindness in the world, and to the douchebag/s
that inflicted pain on my girl. Wait till I get back, I’m gonna shove your
faces into your anus.