There was another forum i used to post on a few years back. For as long as i could remember, there was this one guy who never liked me for whatever reason. I think his name was RuffRyder599 or some shit but that dosent really matter. He would constantly insult me and threaten to kill me, ect. It was kidna funny cause hed always make posts how to beat kids up with bats and stuff ..needless no say no one look that seriously. Well, i decided it might be a good idea to stand up to him, so i basically wrote out a paragraph telling him what i thought. Big Mistake. This didnt go over too well with him as he would lash out whenever i posted. This creep got my picture and posted it all over the internet.. It got so bad that he somehow went through the trouble to find my phone number and called me at all hours of the night. Apparently we lived close to eachother because he said he had boys right near my house. Anyways one day i'm coming home from the gym and i get out of my car when i see an SUV speeding towards my house with rap music blaring. I ran inside and locked the doors, scared shitless. My family was scared too and were about to call the cops. The suv pulled up to my driveway and 5 thugs got out. I didnt want to endanger my family or anything so i figured i should go out and talk, which was really stupid. the "head" of them comes up to me and just stands there. I am confused. Out of nowhere, he cracks a smile and says yo you know me right!? he puts out his hand for me to slap..i am very unsure because idk wtf is going on. i reluctantly go to slap hands when he bats it away and turns serious...thats when I realized... they were up to no good, started making trouble in our neighborhood i got in one little fight and my mom got scared she said your moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air i whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and had dice in the mirror. If anything i could say that this cab was rare but i thought nah, forget it yo home to bel-air! I pulled up to a house about seven or eight i yelled to the cabbie yo home, smell you later - looked at my kingdom i was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air.
Before I got to the Fresh Prince part, I thought this was going to be some cheesy PSA message about not giving out personal information on the internet. Hahaha... "an SUV speeding toward my house with RAP music blaring!!!"
Found bith'o home myself this evenin. Hope you find home too, man. I guess you just have to pull an oh-so-strong mind of yours (not on demeaning terms, the fact that it's just natural mind, but not all too clear, at times) together and just feel me out that we all forget where we really stand, from time to time. This thread and a bit of guilt for not reaching out as far as what I meant, was kind of nudging at me while I was doing random things today.... just so you know.
