I think the most "hardcore edgelord" thing I ever did was stealing a bunch of hard drives from my high school so that this one kid would be my friend.
tbh this strikes me as more sad than hardcore edgelord, but i can't say i didn't do equally dumb shit in junior high for the sake of acceptance.
anywho, i gotta story that's sort of a time-bomb early the 2000's
I was mostly off people's radar in high school but there is one thing that makes me feel kinda bad, though a lot of emphasis has to be put on the word "kinda". The whole emo thing was getting popular around the time i was a sophomore and thanks to the push from youth pastors at a local megachurch there was a big subset of jebus freaks among the scene kids. In this subset was a girl, we'll call her Kacey, who had that really unfortunate "pigeon" type of physique where she's pretty fat but totally flat chested, no ass at all and these really skinny legs. Her proportions were bad, but the whole emo regalia of tight jeans and gaudy colored band tees made it way worse and more noticeable.
Kacey's older brother was one of said youth pastors at this church, so she had a bit of clout among the emo click and really took it for everything it was worth. She was really uptight, sort of a bully and a
bad gossip. Thanks to the little bit of social leverage that she had via her brother, she could generally turn the school's scene kids on people she didn't like and sometimes even each other, though she usually came down the hardest on effeminate/gay guys and other girls.
I got mixed up in all of this when i started dating a girl that Kacey didn't like. The reason Kacey didn't like her was pretty convoluted, but the gist of it was that she'd briefly dated another guy that Kacey liked but had been rejected by. When she ended up dumping him, Kacey almost immediately came onto him again hoping for a rebound, just to get rejected a second time. Now this was all months and months prior, don't even ask why it resulted in an unbridled hatred for the girl I was dating, high school's fuckin weird.
As soon as me and this girl are official, Kacey starts cranking up the drama machine again. Now this poor thing had been putting up with Kacey's shit for awhile and had learned to ignore her for the most part, and Kacey generally refrained from saying anything about me. Things took a bit of a turn though, when Kacey tried spreading some rumor that i'd walked in on my girlfriend getting fingered by some other guy in her car out in the school's parking lot. It was a lunch block by the time this particular one had floated back to us. I found it more funny than anything else, girlfriend was obviously furious but i kinda defused it by saying something to the effect of "relax, the sacred cow's just pissy because she can't get any". In hindsight, it wasn't really that funny or witty, but boy did it sure get a laugh out of all the people at the table we were sitting at.
Things kinda snowballed from there. Neither I nor my girlfriend had any real involvement in it, but a week or two later somebody had snapped a pretty fucking funny/embarrassing picture of Kacey in the cafeteria before classes sitting at a table with at least three inches of ass-crack showing, just eating fistfuls of those shitty store-brand froot loops straight out of the bag. It was great and I seriously wish I'd saved it but when it started making rounds on myspace, Kacey freaked the fuck out, made everything worse by saying she was going to get it taken down and threatening legal action against people that shared it, started spouting the victim complex shit and once it got bad enough, she doubled down on the religious rhetoric which ended up popularizing the nickname I'd accidentally made for her; "sacred cow".
Kacey was a cunt that pretty much brought all the ensuing torment on herself so I wouldn't feel near as bad about any of it if that stupid nickname hadn't become a huge focal point of it. It really seemed to dig deep with her and after the initial freak-out over that picture, it got shouted at her a
lot. I think the worst of its use was someone scrawling it across her windshield after dumping a slushie on her hood. And it got a lot worse after that. So much so that she ended up having some kinda mental break down and transferred schools, her brother quit his job at the church and the whole family ended up moving out of state and just dropping out of sight afterwards.
Wish i could end it on a more positive note, but i have no idea what happened after that. I'd like to think that maybe she was able to get over it and take the whole thing as a learning experience, but shit got too ugly to really be optimistic. Can't feel
too bad about it circumstances being considered, but I do sometimes wish I'd just never said anything at all.
