Rumors, Fun and Painful

So rumors are one of the few things that I find very fun and interesting. But, of course like everything else in my life if I find them fun they like to bite me in the ass. For example, the whole entire reason the girl I like totally hates me is cause she believed a rumor she heard from my friend. When I tried to explain myself, I fucked it up big time. They're always fun though, who hasn't decided to believe or spread a rumor before. I personally spread a couple about one friend saying he jacked off every hour on the hour. In reality that was a little bit off being every other hour. But so many crap gets spread about my supposed friend cause they decided that it was me that started picking on them. The little shit decided to start telling me I'm gay, when I started making jokes about him he got mad. Who the hell needs hypocrites! So he spreads shit, and cause people think I'm a horrible person, people willingly believe anything that they hear about me. It pisses me off.

And to make it clear here is the definition of a rumor:

ru·mor/ˈro͞omər/

Noun:	A currently circulating story or report of uncertain or doubtful truth: "they were investigating rumors of a massacre".
Verb:	Be circulated as an unverified account: "it's rumored that he lives on a houseboat"; "she is rumored to have gone into hiding".

Sorry Blue for stealing this.