Anonymous #1 said:

few years ago I was barred the fuck out walking from tattoo shop to tattoo shop desperatly trying to get an aquarius symbol tattooed on my wrist. I'm glad that didnt work out but on the way back to my hotel around 1 am I was pushed up against a wall in a dark area by some mexican-ish gangbanger. He was way bigger than me and I was really scared he was gonna beat the shit out of me. he had one of his massive hands around my throat the other trying to reach in my pockets.

Whenever I'm alone in the woods or a bad area, I ALWAYS have a pocket knife in my hand. especially when i was barred out i would have knives on me.

I stabbed him. In and out really fast. he doubled over and fell down and I ran. There was SO much blood on me. I still have bad dreams.

I was barred out, I dont think I wiped my knife before I threw it in the ocean.

The next day a cop shows up at my hotel room, He just had my ipod that fell out of my pocket. I have no clue how he found my hotel room.

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