I haven't told anybody that it bothers me, for the reason that you're saying it started a few years ago when my complete cunting twat of a brother who I nearly killed (choked him for being a dick to my/his mother. He's 30, just fyi so fuck him) lived in the adjacent room to the main bathroom which pretty much rendered me completely unable to use that room unless he and anyone else was downstairs/out of the house. He doesn't live here now, but it still persists brains are bastards with the shit they put us through.
"And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: look on my works, ye mighty, and despair.'"
Originally Posted by Grifspark
Don't worry, old sig is still saved. I'll probably put it back...someday.
That's a bit extreme. If you use that as a whip on anyone you'd kill them within the first five blows.
Originally Posted by Bladewind
I understand less than 10% of everything said to me on a daily basis.
I thought of an actual problem you may be able to fix. You could attempt to destroy the microwave door fiasco. Somehow the microwave industry has made some of the most silent microwave emitting devices! It is amazing! BUT the doors, that point where you have to close the door is so much louder than it needs to be. I would be grateful if someone solved this problem.
if you have read amory wars feel obligated to PM me.Originally Posted by Foxesmonsters exist
"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." - Oscar Wildegenre of choice is macabre
if you have to choose between 2 evils
choose the one you've never tried before."Alcoholic friends are as easy to make as sea monkeys." Burroughsdon't be pretentious
it isn't classy
Sitting down on the sofa after a long days work to realize the remote control is all the way across the living room in the study area. EVERY SINGLE TIME!
I don't bite...I nibble.
Originally Posted by Ozymandias
I hate the fact that every day I must wear a mask in order to satisfy my family and peers. That I have to fit into some quota on how to act or feel. I hate that even after talking to one of my parents about some of my problems, they just shrug it off and joke about it. It almost makes me think that they don’t care. I hate that I’ve been considering suicide, and looking at death as a good thing. I almost feel that I’d be better off if I just ran away and never looked back.
Having to wake up.
Credit to Harby the Australian Harbringer.
The way I act has ever increasingly been deteriorating for some time now.
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