you're my friend nowi am severely dummyed
you should have doxed so i could send 67 skibidi toilets or somethingThere was this bitch old lady in my neighborhood that would find any excuse to yell at us. She also had a flower garden and won HOA awards for it every year.
She pissed us off one day and it was the final straw, so my brother, my friend, and I snuck out and dumped weed killer all over everything.
She WAS a nasty old bitch, but I still felt so terrible about it.
This was supposed to go in the confession thread btwThere was this bitch old lady in my neighborhood that would find any excuse to yell at us. She also had a flower garden and won HOA awards for it every year.
She pissed us off one day and it was the final straw, so my brother, my friend, and I snuck out and dumped weed killer all over everything.
She WAS a nasty old bitch, but I still felt so terrible about it.
this but it really happensI can't remember if I talked about this, but I was fucking delusional as a kid.
One time I got a stomach ache and convinced myself that my stomach had ruptured, so I spent a week afraid to stand up (I was worried that my stomach acid would destroy my diaphragm)
I thought my dad was trying to kill me. I wouldn't eat anything unless I watched him cook it, I was afraid of snipers when I walked past windows.
Eventually, he sent me into a store with cash to buy stamps. I was convinced the money was covered with poison. I only held it with the tips of my fingers, and when I got home I washed my hands. But then, I was so delusional that I decided it couldn't be washed off and that washing my hands just spread the poison.I can't remember if I talked about this, but I was fucking delusional as a kid.
One time I got a stomach ache and convinced myself that my stomach had ruptured, so I spent a week afraid to stand up (I was worried that my stomach acid would destroy my diaphragm)
I thought my dad was trying to kill me. I wouldn't eat anything unless I watched him cook it, I was afraid of snipers when I walked past windows.
You've a lovely room. I love the plants.Cope, bigot.
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Also, I got mad at my brother once and clenched my jaw. For some reason, I was convinced that I ruptured something and that my skull was going to fill up with blood until it exploded.Eventually, he sent me into a store with cash to buy stamps. I was convinced the money was covered with poison. I only held it with the tips of my fingers, and when I got home I washed my hands. But then, I was so delusional that I decided it couldn't be washed off and that washing my hands just spread the poison.
For nearly a year, I wouldn't eat anything that I had to touch. It was inconsistent, too. One day I'd feel safe with a napkin between my hand and my food, other days I believed the poison would seep through the napkin.
Eventually, I deliberately rubbed my hands over something I was eating because I decided I'd rather die then and there than live in fear.
That's my stepmom. I'm a flower enjoyer, she is a vine enthusiast.You've a lovely room. I love the plants.
Was he right?an indian man said i would be gay in 10 years idk what this means though![]()
You are lesser doeI'm a bumbling midwit dummy with an IQ of 84 and require serious support to do basic tasks. I'm treated as lesser in everyone in my life.
How many years ago was this?an indian man said i would be gay in 10 years idk what this means though![]()