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Weird Truths About Yourself
I have huge, serious body image issues. This is not because I care what others think. It is because I care what I think, and unfortunately for me I am pretty harsh and unforgiving.
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I'm actually a warm, caring person who loves children and pupp....
Okay, I can't even keep a straight face trying to type that shit. I can't wait to see what knd of sick fetishes this thread dredges up. |
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I'm unhappy. I'm a giver and get my happiness from being able to give to a partner, without which, I cannot wholly be happy.
I'm also afraid to be honest with those I care about most about my innermost feelings, but welcome thoughts of their innermost feelings with open arms. |
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I'm shy and uncomfortable in large groups of people and I seem pretty stuck up to people who don't know me. It's not snobbery, I'm just not comfortable in social situations.
I've also been known to cry at Kodak commercials..............I'm such a baby. |
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Dude! I TOTALLY cried during a Kodak commercial a few months ago. I can't remember which one, but it broke my heart!
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I'm terrified of snails. Yeah, yeah, I know... it's not like they can run and catch me or anything like that. It's bad enough that I was at a dinner where the first course was escargot and I made a very quick (but polite) dash to the ladies room until the plates were taken away.
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I used to be afraid of getting on stopped escalators. I'd do it, but they'd give me the creeps, and I'd feel like I was going to fall. I'd even worry that someone would start them moving while I was on them, and I'd lose my balance and fall. I had *no* problem with moving escalators, though. Just if they were stopped.
Then a few years ago, I figured out the problem was that the grooves in the steps messed with my depth perception. When the escalator was stopped, that created a problem, because I'd look down at the steps to see where to place my feet, since escalator steps are a bit wider than normal steps. But looking down at the grooves is what messed with me, and the more I tensed up, the more I looked at the steps and became very careful about placing my feet. Ack! So now I'm careful to keep my gaze up, and I just find the steps with my feet, while holding on to the railing. I'm still not fond of them, but they don't scare me the way they used to. |
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My husband makes fun of me for it.
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I'm working on getting over my ADD. Finally decided to suck it up and try drugs.
I feel like such a hypocrite about it too. |
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That's..............disturbing, Scissor.
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The moral of the story is kids, live a good and just life so that you don't run any risk of being reincarnated in the next life as a snail in New Zealand.
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You just wanted to see me have to lie down with a cold cloth on my head, didn't you?
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I suppose next you'll tell us we shouldn't put them down our pants either.
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Is there anything around here that doesn't end up in someone's pants?
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E-pic avatar/post combo.
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Well, there is a snake in my pants...
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Someone ALWAYS crosses the line, don't they, Jeff.
Put it away. :P |
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I was good! It wasn't out!
(ps now you're thinking about the snake in my pants snake in my pants pants pants) |
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You gotta admit, that is pretty sappy.
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Dude! What are you talking about? You're at the top of your game!
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It is. But I know you guys won't judge me for it.
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I have told people this before, but my insides are all backwards.
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I'm scared to death of bugs. A waterbug is about the scariest thing in the world to me.
I count when I go up steps, or walk - it's weird but I don't even realize I'm counting until I get to a pretty high number. |
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I dreamt i could suck my own nipples (evidently my breasts became much bigger to facilitate that). eh, not getting enough of that in reallife, might as well go all out in my dreams, no?
jali- i count too (when the pedestrian walk countdown starts) i look as it starts, then count down with it while looking elswhere (feet or destination)... |
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![]() In spite of the fact that I can be and usually am quite charming and personable, I really don't like most people at all and would be pretty much okay with never having to interact directly with strangers at all, ever. This is what makes me a good phone monkey--the distance is appreciated. My short list of friends, however, are welcome to invade my space pretty much any time. I cannot abide mayonnaise. Just can't do it, makes me gag. I have extremely bad facial recognition and have a terrible time remembering people. On the other hand, I can remember simply oodles of information on ridiculously irrelevant topics, especially job related. I can tell you the license plate numbers of every car I've ever owned, for instance. My brain is weird. |
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I am a lot like that too. I find myself annoyed almost every day by most everyone (except for the Raffers , of course, you're all cool in my book).
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If you were the laziest person in the world, you wouldn't be working on it.
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I can't stand being on the right! Let's go for a walk together!
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I really like naan.
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Between jaw surgery and anti-anxiety medication, I've been underweight for a good portion of my life. If I let myself, I can easily slip into near-anorexia. It's not that I'm unaware of how much I should weight, but that I was underweight for so long that I tend to think that I should weight between 100 and 110 lbs. (and in reality I should weight between 115 and 120, which I do now). I'm much better about it now, but I have to make a conscious effort to not watch the scales too closely.
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Sometimes when I'm thinking about what I want to achieve in life, I say to myself, "But what the hell does it matter anyway? I'm going to die no matter what I manage to accomplish, and I'm just wasting my time." Then I tell myself that's not a very healthy attitude to take. Then myself tells me to fuck off and go do something productive, so I do.
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pants!, with or without snakes, with or without underwear, without please! |
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