Ha, I’m not falling for this one a third time.
I killed a circus clown in a Wendy’s parking lot in 1996.
Do I just upvote this post if my answer is the same?
Asking for a friend.
I generally disagree with murder, but I’m terrified of clowns, so I’m super conflicted about this.
Thats odd. I once found a dead circus clown in a Wendy’s parking lot in 1996. I fucked the body.
You know, one time I also found a deceased man in clownish makeup in a Wendy’s parking lot in '96. Had his pants down. The strangest thing.
I had the strongest need to urinate, and I inexplicably pissed all over this dead clown.
I think about it constantly.
That was YOU?
That is quite specific
Schlatt?
That shouldn’t be a crime given how evil clowns are.
Nice try FBI
Not today, CIA
Nothing to see here, NSA
Unfortunelately I will not tell that to strangers on the internet either
I’m terrified of heights. No one knows. I’m great at faking it.
So am I. I took rock climbing lessons. It was one of the hardest things I ever did. Eventually I lost the fear and felt awesome. Stopped climbing for years and now it’s back. Fuck.
That is interesting how it went away and came back. Putting me on a ladder almost paralyzes me. I have to block the world out and focus on breathing in order to finish the task I got up there to do. .
Exposure treatment works. It sucks but it works. You just have to keep chiseling at it slowly but constantly. If you keep it up for long enough you will realize that feeling is almost gone when exposed to heights. The key here is being relentless at exposing yourself to what scares you (safely). In my mind, I just thought my brain was getting bored with always being scared and it just kinda went away. About a year in I went from not being able to walk on the hallway of the 4th floor of my college building to actually sitting on the railing (like everyone else). The thing is I wasn’t faking not being scared. I was genuinely not scared.
Not never, but at least for a few years (hopefully not my entire life): I’m transgender. 😞
To whoever downvoted this, I hope you have a five day bout of constipation.
As a man who had this once I sorta hate you right now for reminding me about it but mostly I agree
I downvoted for the cringe usage of emojis.
Sorry not sorry.
Ok, downvoting, just because you told me I can’t
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That doesn’t sound like BPD. Source: BPD
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Making up stories of past and present hardship for sympathy does sound like my ex who was diagnosed with BPD. But not everyone diagnosed behaves the same, and there are several similar disorders in the cluster, plus comorbidities. The diagnoses are really just descriptive anyway. We don’t know enough about our minds to really understand.
Ultimately doesn’t matter. Sounds like you have reason to doubt this person. If you can’t or don’t want to disconnect then all you can do is watch their behavior and react accordingly. If they betray your trust it does really matter why they did it.
Good luck, my friend.
After I jerk off, I sometimes admire my junk in the mirror.
Bruh wut
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My password manager password and anything about my life
When I was about 11 I found roadkill, put it in a mailbox close to my home, watched from the window, and laughed when the mailman screamed.
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I won’t tell anyone about that fart I shouldn’t have trusted
Nice try, Jared!
(He’s my SIS agent)
I’m into ABDL.
Yes it’s becoming more accepted but, I don’t think I could ever find a partner that enjoys it.
What’s that?
look it up
Oh so we’re going to try and carry on the tradition of fishing for people’s dark secrets on here now too? Lame.
