I hate mine.
I just fell off it on Mare street (12:30am) and i am bleeding and i cant bend my knees. I hate my bike. I hate my bike. I hate my shit bike. I hate my bike.
I was just riding the shit contraption and then all of a sudden the chain pingged off the wheel twisted back round towards me then i decked it and some nice people helped me, then i picked up my bike and the handle bars were facing backwards.
I am in so much pain so i am going to go and crawl upstairs with my bleeding elbows and knees to eat noodles, drink lucozade and eat bread...maybe listen to Leona Lewis, maybe. Keep bleedin'...
