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The blows are being traded...


My brain isn't capable of feeling sorry for itself and crying because it has millions of dollars and gets whatever it wants.

How would you survive if you couldn't cry your tears every time you didn't get your way?

Well I rarely get my way because I sacrifice it for others, and I haven't cried since my dog died like a year and a half ago, so i dunno. :o

Well I rarely get my way because I sacrifice it for others, and I haven't cried since my dog died like a year and a half ago, so i dunno. :o

I have my friends, but I don't like unloading all of my problems on them, I don't like to vent, I like to get to my breaking point and then cry for a few hours, smoke some weed and then go to sleep in a half hearted attempt to recreate happiness.

HAHA CRYBABY

HAHA CRYBABY


Does it say the last time I did that? :o


Just because that's something I would like to do, doesn't mean I do it, lol.

Actually, sorry, I lied, I cried like 6 months ago when I broke my wrist. :o


Does it say the last time I did that? :o


Just because that's something I would like to do, doesn't mean I do it, lol.

Actually, sorry, I lied, I cried like 6 months ago when I broke my wrist. :o
:o o:
:o

Actually, sorry, I lied, I cried like 6 months ago when I broke my wrist. :o
Ohmy.

Are you alright? :c


Ohmy.

Are you alright? :c

Yeah, lol. It's actually a very funny story;

Me and a few of my friends were staying at a hotel for the night because we wanted to get away from everyone and just have a lan party in a hotel. well, we decided it'd be a good idea to go into the pillow cases and slide down the fire escape stair case.

yep, it was fun until i flipped over on a turn and slid down it on my hands, lol.


I was never more embarrassed in my life than I was when I had to explain to the doctor at the ER that I broke my wrist sliding down the stairs in a pillow case. -.-

Actually, sorry, I lied, I cried like 6 months ago when I broke my wrist. :o

Son, I broke my growth plate in my left arm and I went into a panic attack, but not a single tear was shed.

lolmetryingtobetough

Does it say the last time I did that? :o



Just because that's something I would like to do, doesn't mean I do it, lol.

Actually, sorry, I lied, I cried like 6 months ago when I broke my wrist. :o

Yes it does actually. :o

I like

Present tense, meaning you it's something that happens in the present and is implying a habit. :o

And of course the way you seem to cry about everything so far as to say that your life as a spoiled millionaire brat  "sucks" isn't nullified by a :o face :o

get outta here
there's hate going on
Hatred is but fear. Fear of another or fear of yourself. A shadow that, without light, is meaningless and without those afraid of the dark is powerless.

Actually, I just want to see how Monocle is, but still. :u

At least you're alright. Don't slide down anymore stair cases, though, you hear? It's dangerous.

Honestly, boys these days....

Oh we're telling stories?

When I was 13 my mom forced me to go to a Christian camp where instead of praying to god we filled a kiddie pool with water and people sprayed us with silly string as we ran across.  Everyone was gathered in a line and I was next, so as I ran towards the pool, a little 9 year old girl ran headfirst into my wrist and fractured it.  I cried all the way to the ER.

Son, I broke my growth plate in my left arm and I went into a panic attack, but not a single tear was shed.
I was told that it would be incredibly difficult for me to continue pursuing track & field at a high school level due to my asymmetrical ribcage and a slight deformation in a heart muscle. :o

>mfw i didn't give a damn :o


EDIT:  forgot my obligatory :o's. :o

Son, I broke my growth plate in my left arm and I went into a panic attack, but not a single tear was shed.

lolmetryingtobetough

It shattered the growth plate in my wrist and snapped a tendon, lol. The actual thing didn't hurt, but the way it looked was loving disgusting, so that's why I cried. I don't have a stomach for stuff like that. :x

If I see a nasty pic of vid and gorey movies and such, I can take it, but when I see the stuff IRL, I can't do it.