One second I was headed to the Hollywood sign to let out my frustrations a little, and then the next thing I knew, my fists were beating the f**k out of three guys.
Sometimes when I get too engrossed in a fight or when my emotions get the better of me, I lose control of myself as my body somewhat does things on its own. This time was right now as I almost punched a hole in their faces. I could hear and feel their bone cracking on my punches, but I didn’t care.
Why would I? They started it. I just wanted to get to the place in peace and they picked the wrong person at the worst time to pick a fight with.
I thought it would never end until one of them would have to be dragged away to the hospital, but a few bystanders came and separated us. When I got back to my senses, I saw how blood
