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I see all and know all.I have a scar on the top of my head.
EDIT: Dang, Mini knows this.
Do we really need to know that?I've tried to suck my own ****
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um who hasntI've tried to suck my own ****
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The perfect Christian.Its ummm... embarrasing to say this, but Ive seen porn before... I regret it, but still embarrased all the same (atleast the person wasnt completely naked)
I lol'd.I can make that less embarrassing
Meet my good friend
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Too much information.I've tried to suck my own ****
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Good point.um who hasnt
Girls or eunuchs?um who hasnt
If you're older than 15, I believe there may be something wrong here.Its ummm... embarrasing to say this, but Ive seen porn before... I regret it, but still embarrased all the same (atleast the person wasnt completely naked)
LOLNo, Im younger than 15. And still I thought it was against the law to see porn before youre 18. And I am not a christian. Hell you'd think I'd be borderline athiest considering that I pray like once each year and only go to church if one of my friends makes me go with them
Eugh, hygiene is mandatory if you even want to look at me.But back on topic, I hate showering. Dunno if you know that or not, but I'd rather spend the entire day just in bed on the computer without showering
I don't have any fingers on my feet.I don't have 2 fingers in that same feet.
He said "in" though...maybe that means something...?I don't have any fingers on my feet.![]()
Really? Post a picture.I don't have any fingers on my feet.![]()
srsly , if its joking then pardon my english sucks.I don't have any fingers on my feet.![]()
I saw, I conquered, I cameI've tried to suck my own ****
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Same.I've never had a cavity.
Depression can really make life hell. It's good to hear you're doing better.My late 2008 and my entire 2009 was very uh, lifechanging for me. Also this is a long story so get prepared for a read and a half.
I was a 16 yr old boy who was, well, depressed really. And the day my life changed was the day i sat down and wrote my suicide note. My mum and me had had yet another huge argument and all the years had taken their toll on me and i had completely given up hope of ever being happy again. She went to work and i went upstairs to my bedroom. I was in such a state, i'd never felt so depressed or alone in all my life and i knew that things were only going to get worse. But i had accepted what i was about to do, i knew i was going to die within the next couple of minutes. My heart was beating so fast, i guess it was the part of me that was terrified, but the rest of me just wanted everything to end so i sat down and wrote a letter to my friends telling them i was sorry. There were tears streaming down my face but i wrote in silence.
My sister came into my room then and told me that i had to get changed because my mums friend was coming to pick me up to take me somewhere. I was beyond caring about anything at this point so i just said ok, stopped writing, got changed and sat on the stairs waiting for him to arrive. It turns out my mum had phoned something called crisis response or something cause she thought i was dangerous for some reason. I dont know why she thought that seeing as though i'm a pacifist and have never reacted violently towards things. I think she was going through some sort of mid-life crisis. Anyway he drove me to a thearapist, a young girl who was probably in her early 20's. I had nothing to lose so i told her everything and she quickly deduced that i wasnt dangerous like my mum made me out to be, i was just incredibly depressed.
I got given anti-depressants and driven to a meeting at the school with my mum and my guidance teacher where my teacher told me she knew i had a lot of problems at home and she was going to cancel my classes so i could cope better. That was the first time i'd seen my mum since that morning so i apologised to her for all the times i made her upset. She never apologised back or made any notion that she'd accepted it, instead she let out this big overdramatic sob as though i was some sort of big bad instead of a 16 yr old who had no clue what to do with his future. She threw me out the house that night too, so i spent what was the first of what was to be a year of being in a different house on my own.
Anyway i'm 18 now, my late 16's and 17's was just tears, sex, drugs, alchohol and constant parties basically. I was going to write about all of that too, its not as glamorous as it sounds, but this story was bloody long in itself and 2009 is probably even more depressing and there's only so much sadness i can write about in one day so maybe i'll finish my cheerful story tomorow or something. Also, why am i telling you all these intimate details of my life? Because i'm never going to meet you so it makes no difference.
I'm not depressed anymore btw. I get better.