Well, I open my eyes and I see things. I've seen spirits moving through the walls. I've seen a vortex coming through the wall. I've seen amorphous little balls of light bouncing all around in the front yard through the window. I've seen giant bugs on the floor. I was in a hotel room in Amarillo, Texas, and all I remember is standing on the bed and seeing the whole wall in front of me filled with lights that were [makes popping sound] popping like popcorn out of the wall. Then I'll wake up and I go "Wow, I was standing on my bed and staring at this wall."
why weren't you allowed to have friends
yes because those who arent typical irish country men arent allowed to have friends
it's a tough world rayne
So I became tht weird kid that wandered around recess staring at the ground and then my parents put me in therapy because I started to get bullied and they thought I had attitude problems wtf.
PD did more for me than any of that damn therapy.
dont know whos dumber, your (ex-)friend or your parents.
12 year olds aren't renowned for being geniuses dwayne: the nigga'st of 'em all
except for me of course
It was mainly prescription drugs that she found in her mom's medicine cabinet.
Forums and PD/Cosmo especially taught me a lot about critical thinking, finding sources, debating, and taking things in stride
i like reading old threads and thinking about what i would post in them and then finding out id posted exactly that
Regret is an awfully strong word.