vapesmarter
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when I was a child I watched a deepsea diving program on the telly the diver was taking about being bitten by a shark whilst deep in the water he said that the blood because at that depth was less in oxygen than on the surface it was a greener colour not red lack of oxygen etc....
I went to school and mentioned this to some of my so-called friends teased me and said I was a stupid etc I felt belittled in front of them some 40 years on I still remember them I've asked years ago if this was true in a training season the trainer looked at me if I was a knobhead
I did say to a friend about this and she replied she started work with a girl that bullied her at school and she could relate to what I said. for some 30 years she carried this baggage around with her the bully when seeing her threw her arms around her saying she knew it was her and she was really happy to "meet up"
I asked her what she did
"I told her she made my life hell for 6 years she ruined my childhood"
"oh and what did she say," I asked
"she said nothing, I mean nothing she just looked at me with wide eyes"
"and" me
"and, well I spat in her tea for six months, every time I made her a cup"
"did it make you feel better" me
"fuck yes"
so this block is called "blood" I often wonder if I ever find the answer to the blood thing whether I should find the people and bang on the door with the proof, memory is a strange thing
I went to school and mentioned this to some of my so-called friends teased me and said I was a stupid etc I felt belittled in front of them some 40 years on I still remember them I've asked years ago if this was true in a training season the trainer looked at me if I was a knobhead
I did say to a friend about this and she replied she started work with a girl that bullied her at school and she could relate to what I said. for some 30 years she carried this baggage around with her the bully when seeing her threw her arms around her saying she knew it was her and she was really happy to "meet up"
I asked her what she did
"I told her she made my life hell for 6 years she ruined my childhood"
"oh and what did she say," I asked
"she said nothing, I mean nothing she just looked at me with wide eyes"
"and" me
"and, well I spat in her tea for six months, every time I made her a cup"
"did it make you feel better" me
"fuck yes"
so this block is called "blood" I often wonder if I ever find the answer to the blood thing whether I should find the people and bang on the door with the proof, memory is a strange thing