I'm attracted to younger guys. By younger I mean 13 and 14. I'm not some wierd pervert or anything, I just always find myself liking guys around those ages.
Mine is I cut myself last winter. But I have stopped now.
~*~Peace, Love, and Protesters~*~
I'm not off beat!I'm marching to the beat of my own drum
I rock my socks
Hippielicious the bold new flavor from caroline
JFK BLOWN AWAY WHAT ELSE DO I HAVE TO SAY!!!!!!!
o.o... most people don't know this.. but those who do find it absolutely hilarious, this is only specific to certain people with this disorder, but those who do, oh my goodness someone just saave me
my wittle secret is I'm afraid of short people... I myself arent tall, but I'm tall enough to be scared of little people. Now what I mean is like people around my age, since I work with kids, but trust me... kids over 16 and short, or even 15 and over, are freakin scary no offense to short people, but lordy you guys are scary
“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
"Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not; For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell, Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims." (Richard III 1.2) Shakespeare
^does age 18 and 5"2 count?! Do I scare you, baby?!
First, I can't watch any film or read any book without having imagination overload.
Imagination overload is also perhaps the reason why I compulsively check my wardrobes several times before I turn out my lights at night. It could also be closely related to my sprint and jump to my bed once the lights are out.
I also, depending on how paranoid I'm feeling, stack at least one box in front of my door before I go to bed. I sometimes put a shoe on top too. I don't know why I do this. I think it's so, if an intruder comes in in the night, I'll hear them
Yep.... soooo...that's me....! ...I'm gonna go now....
Once I was playing with a lighter (yes, very stupid) and burnt my hair, my sister had to cut it off and I told my friends I had nits because I didn't want them to know how stupid I'd been.
And another time I had a fight with my cousin and slammed the door on her finger and then pretended I hadn't known she was there.
girl who fates love is v. scary short person -runs- and sheesh doe, you go girl ^-^
“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
"Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not; For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell, Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims." (Richard III 1.2) Shakespeare
I AM NOT A MUNCHKIN! "...down the yellow brick road..." ...am I really that scary?! lol
It's in my genes, baby. Years of substance abuse through the generations of my family have led to short person syndrome...
There was once a guy who wanted me to read his story, but would only let me read the story if I told him a personal secret.
I cannot tell you how much I wanted to rip out his throat right there and let him die a horrible death.
Ubi caritas est vera, Deus ibi est.
"The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls the butterfly." ~ Richard Bach
W00tness. So I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.
Unless I'm absolutely exhausted and sleep deprived, I can't sleep without first imagining myself in some other world. It could be my novel, it could be Pirates of the Caribbean. It started when I was way younger because I used to have night terrors and was terrified by the dark. That's how the idea for my novel came up - I loved dragons and I imagined becoming one. I think about 8 years went by of me creating different adventures in that world to help me get to sleep before I actually wrote any of it down. I hadn't even meant to make it into a novel - I was just writing it down to get an idea straightened out, because I started creating this world and these characters and situations in the daytime as well. Some people would say I had imaginary friends; I prefer to call them characters, since I'd use them to further the story. I had a bit of a breakdown sometime last year which broke my dependency on creating and living in those worlds, but I still try to come up with a scene everynight. Not for writing, just for entertainment and to help me get to sleep.
Crazy, huh? Well, I actually thought I was for a while. *points to the part about the breakdown* But c'est la vie. So now you know a bit more of my wackier side, lol.
wow.....everybody has secrets! ok so heres mine... *drum roll*
I can't be alone, it scares the heck out of me, walking down the street, in my room at night and sometimes even going into the kitchen while my friends are in my room, I just cant do it...I guess im a little paranoid that something will happen to me or, gosh i dont know, it just scares me....
....and sometimes i can't have the TV off cause i think i can see people behind me in the TV, yeah and i have the same issue with Mirrors if im on my own!
Trying to survive "sweet sixteen."
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<love> is sweet -suicide- and {[you]} are my LATEST a.t.t.e.m.p.t