walked into SO who knew I was planning to propose to them soon cheating. They tried to lie about it. Like. I was there, motherfucker.
Situation's a little bit more complicated than this but this is the simplified jist of it.
Anyway, I punched a lot of things (not anything living though). I broke up with them after.
I've calmed down since. It's pretty hard to get me really pissed off.
edit: Oh, also the time my roommate shit talked me after doing petty revenge shit over something I didn't even do (steal another roommate's money). After about a month of being treated like shit, something snapped that night, and I slammed a glass bottle of vodka mixer on her face. Police were called.
I don't regret anything.
Valuable lessons were learned that day (i.e. don't let people walk all over you)
It was college assigned roommates. I had been complaining and trying to get moved for a long time. After this happened I was finally able to get placed somewhere else. (And even then they didn't want to do it initially LOL fuck that place. Thankfully that college doesn't exist anymore)
