Are you the pervert in question? I'll just wait for enough proof and leave ask.fm a nice message describing the whole situation. They can delete accounts and ban IP right away. Yuh, you can keep making as many accounts as you want. But you know what? It's a thrill for you guys. I'll just stop wasting my time and responding after a while.
At first, it is exciting. You don't really think about missing anything. What you do think about is this new, exciting life and environment you're about to have. Everything smells different, tastes different. Feels different. You feel like a completely different person.And theeeen it starts piling up on you. Like a blanket that's full of rocks. Heavy. You feel like you're suffocating and don't belong there. You miss the wind, the trees, the grass. Everything. You miss the freedom you had in your own country - the familiarity. You feel alone, misunderstood, and judged. In your own defence, you start to misunderstand and judge others as well.In the end, it gets so worse that you don't even want to leave the house anymore. Although it wasn't as bad as you think, it's very hard mentally. The vivid dreams you start having of eating foods they don't have. The memories keep coming back. It feels like someone pulled out your tooth and you keep touching the empty space.Now, moving back is another thing. You're excited to go back. Like you're stepping away from that dep.res.sive place you hated so much - the place you didn't belong in. BUT, you've come to realise that you can also miss the place that you didn't belong in. The pizza, the environment itself. The excitement of the country you know nothing about. Even though when you've spent years there and realised why you ha.ted it so much, the best thing was to enjoy the moments - all of them.
😂 why don't I remember? It was a horror movie last year. I have no clue what I was watching. I went through the list and still have no clue - was I blacked out orr?
Does it make you uncomfortable when someone cries in front of you?
Yeah, because I'd be uncomfortable crying in front of others. My feelings were invalidated my whole life, and I find it weird if someone cries - I don't even want to touch them 😆
Oof, it's just a list of household rules.Like no shoes in the house; Always clean the bath after you've taken a bath or shower; Always put up shower curtains; Clean up the stove after use or before using it. Be respectful. Just because. If it's a guest, "it" needs to leave because they're in my safe space. 😂 No letting strangers in. I also have this thing where if there's anyone nearby, I wait for them to pass so they don't see what's inside although they can see some stuff from windows. Doesn't matter, I'm not opening doors if people are walking by or standing next to them.They're reasonable enough.
Most rules are stupid that aren't made up by me. I have house rules, for example.I don't know any specific stupid roles, though. Most of the rules to exist are at workplaces, etc, and they're specific to those places. I don't know! 😆
Honesty isn’t always pretty. Are you afraid of someone telling you the truth or do you desire it?
I sometimes try to trigger people to tell me the truth or just to make them express their HONEST opinion. There are things I know of & am well aware of and I don't need to hear stu.pid comments, I'm not delusional, lol.
It's easier than knitting, yes. I crocheted a blanket that covers the bed. 😂 2m x 1.80. It took me months. I'd honestly switch the directions, and I'd rather have it white. Mine is black. 😂 white would be more appealing, I think.
I'm not gonna message people. The thing is, everything works BOTH ways. The phone, the messenger, blahblah. Ya know.I'm not going to be the bigger person to be the first to message someone, and it's not like it will make me feel better about myself.I simply don't care about people who don't put effort into contacting me anyway.So yeah, people message me first because they end up needing something from me. And that's it.