i put my sneakers on my feet like they are combat boots

you know when you are in second grade and the fat, smelly girl that sits behind you steals your eraser that you bought at the student store for, if it was a really rad one, $0.25? when it was discovered missing, you knew that the only way to pay her back was to embarass her in front of all the other girls at the monkey bars or the tires that you could climb in and hang upside down.

so you said it. uttered the words that, to this day, you might regret. it made her cry, but it sure felt good, didn't it?

do you think we will ever progress past that?

i once heard a study that women are more likely to commit murder by stabbing because it's more personal. men usually prefer the handgun.

i am not surprised.