Though I was not a belligerent kid, I do not think I ever passed up a good opportunity to fight.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I wasn't a fighting kid or a causing-trouble kid. I was just one of those cheeky, crazy kids running around.
I don't start fights, but sometimes I don't walk away from them. It hasn't happened in a long time, but it's happened, and I regret those times. I should have been more in control of myself, stronger, more adult.
I was not fighting myself at all as I used to.
I never fought much. It just wasn't my thing. I suppose I could, but I've never got into fights. Not a real one.
Even when I was a little punk kid, I would fight anybody - it didn't matter. That's who I've been my whole life.
I wasn't a bad kid. I was a good kid. But I had gotten in a lot of fights 'cause in the neighborhood I grew up in, that wasn't equated with bad behavior almost. I mean, we'd fought like it was another game. 'You wanna play stick ball today?' 'Nah, let's go fight.'
I've never been in a fight, not even while in college.
I had to fight all my life to survive. They were all against me... but I beat the bastards and left them in the ditch.
I've never had to fight hard for anything I've gotten in the past.
When I was a kid, I had to fight for everything.