Violence... entertainment for the mentally inequipped

when you venture out of your comfort zone and into an area of the unknown, anything can happen. life is scary enough without ignorant mushroom heads dragging out their weapons every now and then to prove some kind of unnecessary point to people who don't really give a damn. you pull a knife on me? i don't care, it doesn't say anything to me other than you're a weak person and you have to try to prove a point to me by shoving something sharp and shiney in my face. now... if you came at me with just your fists and pummeled me into submission then i'd have to give you your props but i'd probably laugh if some asshole pointed a gun at me.
today everyone takes the easy way out... that is they don't know how to really stand up for themselves using their words instead of their weapons. it is a lot harder to completely humiliate someone and win when you've attacked them with language than it is to attack them with o, say a metal baseball bat. sure the gratification of smacking someone across the head is instant and rewarding but there's nothing better than belittling someone in front of their crew. i prefer this method... not because i'm a pansy but because i like to think that i'm an intellectual and the biggest blow to my own personal self esteem would be if someone took the time to ream me a new one emotionally rather than physically.
but this violence has got to stop. just because she slept with your baby daddy and then told everyone doesn't mean a thing... i mean... what's the difference right? it's just sex... and you have a bond deeper than that... but if he fucked around on you the bond obviously doesn't exist... so realise and GET OVER IT.
that's antoher thing... why can't people let go? if he doesn't love you... he DOESN'T LOVE YOU. end of story... comprende? gees louise...