I feel like these questions are geared to make me revisit my angst and emotional pitfalls to make me some kind of emotionally charged hulk.
Dear god yes.
My mate, and Leon, and Siris. Das it, I promise.
Sexual harassment.
I hate to answer questions about my private life. Its my private life. Not my "Private unless you ask" life.
Yeah. I normally use ceramic ones, and occasionally I use plastic ones, or styrofoam ones, or even sometimes paper ones, but I feel like I haven't used enough metal ones to give them a real chance in my opinion.
Nope. Only things inside the dark. Like giant squids.
They could commit mass murder or an act of terrorism.
Oooooooh don't get me started. I worry about whether I'll be able to succeed in classes, if I'll be able to stand out in university applications, if I'll be able to get into a physics program, if I'll be able to complete my summer courses, If I'll be able to write twice as many exams next year, if I can do AP and IB at the same time, I worry about why I can't sleep, why I'm so lonely, why I even try, what I'm working towards, if the end even matters and most of all, I wonder if I'm not doing enough.
Public indecency, schmublic indecency.