Porn sucks. When I eat pizza, I have to take off the pepperoni slices and rearrange them in a way that makes them evenly distributed over the surface of the pizza, or I won't eat it. Sometimes I like to throw my clean clothes in the dryer because I like the sound of the rivets on my jeans hitting the inside of the machine. I can't write songs with more than 3-5 chords. Five is even stretching it. When I walk into a room of unknown people, my first thought is more likely to be, "Do they like me?" rather than "Do I like them?". And I think that should change. I'm scared of ants, although I've eaten spiders. http://www.hipforums.com/forums/image.php?u=301&dateline=1114639585 <-- This cracks me up. I don't know why I keep coming back here. I like riding the Pittsburgh Bus. Tracy Chapman makes me cry. I notice that Chuck's title should read "You're mine" instead of "Your mine", but I don't want to tell him because he's so cool, and because I myself cannot spell to save my life. I can't add simple numbers. I forget how to spell my name sometimes. I spent ten minutes looking at Shelly's gallery, and I think she's fucking awesome. I'm afraid of noodles. People don't understand me. I wish more people would surprise me. ...But most people seem to bore me. ...Especially the ones who advertise themselves as being not boring. I'm a terrible poet. Sometimes I regret coming out. Uh.... okay. I'm done. EDIT: Aaaaannnnd... I like Veggietales.
I hate spiders. The one thing that scares me in nature. Snakes are fine, but spiders, eh, I hate them. I know they are good because they eat other insects but I hate them and they seem to take over old houses. Damn them spiders.
ahhhhhhhhhhh I want to say that I can realate to you on most of those things.. but people will be all "oh shes just saying that to get in her pants/marry her." And I suppose that is partially accurate, about 13%, but.. I heart yew. I feel that will suffice.
I hate spiders. If I see one, I kill it. I like feeding bugs to spiders. I love watching the spiders spin them up and drag them away, suck their blood. If I got a spider on me, I would probably scream and be like "Get it off! Get it off!". I also like to drop rolly pollys into ant holes, that is fun to watch. Most your things aren't really that critical. Except, the name spelling thing. and this "When I walk into a room of unknown people, my first thought is more likely to be, "Do they like me?" rather than "Do I like them?". And I think that should change." You right, it defidantly should change.
Omg, thank you. Ahahahaha... I should probably take that part out of the confession now, but I'll leave it in... just so everyone has proof that I'm an asshole.