I get fired up really easily when I want to have revenge on someone…
That’s why I set my classmate on fire after he tried to bully me. Later he attempted to fight me, but he lost badly even tho he was for half of his head taller than me and really fat when compared to my skinny ass… That was in highschool, and yeah, I was insanley emotional as a teen.
That sucks, but yeah I know lots of guys like that.
I wanted to punch my former friend when he forgave to his GF of 4 years after we told him… later on she even convinced him that he should stop hang out with me because of my “bad influence on him” and he did obey her.
To make this one short - she made him lose pretty much all of his friends, and we all know he’ll be coming to cry to us when she breaks him completley.
Just question is, when that happens - should we ditch him or not?
I cheated on my girlfriend in high school with my ex.
It was just a couple week fling, and neither one of us were taking it seriously, but she was a good friend of mine first, and I swore I’d never do it again. Shit kept me up for weeks.
I typically over analyze everything, but to my benefit, keeps me from doing dumb shit. Everyone is capable though.
I’ve done a lot of really bad things, but one that still makes my stomach clench when it comes to mind is that while in the produce section at the grocery store several years ago I made a comment to my husband about the way a couple smelled. They were dirty and rank, just nasty, and not the kind of smelly and dirty that come from spending the day working in the yard. Anyway, right after I said it I realized there was a kid nearby, maybe age 12, who was with them, and he almost certainly heard me. I work with kids like that; kids whose lives are defined by shame and inadequacy. I hate that I did that to him; added one more terrible memory to the mountain he must already have had. I’ve done much worse things objectively in terms of my own behavior, but I don’t know that I’ve ever committed an act that was as potentially long term harmful as that one.
The worst thing I have ever done was when I was around 11. I had a bunny rabbit and I used a bracelet like a leash and put it around his neck . He freaked out and started choking and trying to get it off. We got it off and he was fine but I almost killed my bunny and he was my best friend . u Star. RIP
Oh. Yeah. Small animals. So I pulled the tip of one of my gerbil’s tails off (they just pop right off, who knew?) and then my brother and I were playing with another one and it dropped and I accidentally stepped back and on it. I was 9. Sorry, Corny and Huey.
Me and my sis were arguing over our pet rabbit, and one of us would grab it’s front legs and other one would take it’s last legs… and we would both pull. We were at around 5yo at a time.
We didn’t had that rabbit for a long time. Parents “sent it to someone with a big farm” - meaning we ate it…
If we’re going by the animal cruelty path. I was 11, walking with a girl I liked (as much as you can as an 11 year old).
There was a large bird by the path and for some reason I decided to pick a rock up and throw it in the direction of the bird.
Now I purposely aimed away from the bird, and I missed the bird by a long way… until my rock hit another rock. It still would have missed the bird if the sound (of the rock being thrown) didn’t make the bird fly off in just the wrong direction and fly right into the ricocheted rock.
It’s animal cruelty but also funny as hell for some reason xD
Like when my sis had some kind of water turtle. The turtle was in it’s small plastic pound of water, in the house, had some small “island” too and we were feeding it, change water… and everything was fine - until winter started to come.
Those turtles hybernate over the winter, and we didn’t know it. Also you are literally supposed to put them in fridge somehow too.
We kept trying to feed it normally, we wondered why doesn’t it move, why can’t we wake it up… and months have passed.
Since it was in warm in water - water was vaporating over time and there was more and more and more calcification on the poor animal. When spring finally came - the turtle could barley move and literally couldn’t open it’s eyes or mouth. So my mom threw it away somewhere…
A Vietnamese club girl travelled to work in my part of the world for a short time. She asked me to teach her English phrases to attract the American soldiers frequenting the clubs she worked at back home. You know, normal stuff like, “you very handsome!”
My ex asked me if I could meet her for a lunch like in old times, I agreed only because I knew she would pay everything for me while I’m with her - just like in the old times
I was a mean kid. My dad used to beat the shit out of me and I’d go to school and take it out on other kids. Once while in junior high we were at an evening social at the Baptist church. I was in the kitchen with some other kids, one who was pretty fat and weak and kind of a mamma’s boy. The kind of kid people like me targeted. I turned on one of the burners on the electric stove and got it glowing red. Then I grabbed the kid and pulled his hand toward the stove. He’s screaming and fighting and I stuck his hand down on the burner next to the one I’d turned on. He pissed himself. I grew out of being a shithead. I moved away from that town and apologized to the kid when I went back to visit a few years later. We are actually friends on Facebook now. Everytime I see him on there I feel so guilty.
I’m going to list the third worst thing I’ve ever done.
So before I met my husband. I used to go on dates fairly regularly. There was this one guy I remember in particular who was very cunning and sly. I didn’t know it at the time, but those big ass margaritas he kept buying me were guaranteed access into my pants. So needless to say I was drunk. We go around back to… well yeah. Only thing was that I was getting drunker and drunker by the second to the point where I couldn’t see correctly.
You’d think he’d help me and call a cab, since he called one in order for me to meet him in the first place. Nope. He left me and straight up let me pass out behind the dumpsters until the sun came out. Miles from where I live.
One of my old high school friends just so happened to be running around that side of town, and picked me up after I called. That’s when my anger took over any reasoning I thought I had.
Anyone who gives me their address should know I keep it and memorize it for a brief period of time because I’m weird like that. My brother is a straight up reckless thug who likes to shoot first and ask questions later, and is a retired military guy who I’m sure has extreme PTSD that has gone undiagnosed for decades. So I sent 190 lbs of pure anger to his front door and watched in the car as my brother beat this guy senselessly. If you’re going to get a girl drunk, CALL A FUCKING TAXI FOR HER.
This wouldn’t be the worst thing I’ve done so much as the most vengeful thing I’ve done.