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If I'm being tailgated when I'm going the speed limit or faster (which really angers me), I slow down. A LOT. The last time I remember it happening I was going 40 in a 35 zone, and someone was right up on me. So I slowed to 20 and I loved every minute of it.
However, if someone is going way under the speed limit, tailgating is totally called for.
Don't know how much my debt is, but it's a lot. I don't really care about it either.
At least I know, if I ever have kids, to start a damn fund for them within the first year of their life. Ha, who am I kidding, I can't afford kids! I don't even like kids. I'll start a fund anyway and use it to buy my mid life crisis car.
There was this really pathetic girl back in middle school who was crushing on this guy she wouldnt even talk to. So I made up a fake email with his name and sent a fake love letter. She totatlly bought it and then I revealed it was just me. Years later we actually became good friends, haha.
I have done quite a few mean spirited things come to think of it, but I'll just leave it at that one so people don't think I'm a complete jerk.
It usually happens fast, I was kind of in shock and didn't really feel how much it hurt til after the fight was over.
wooo I'm a psychopath/sociopath... (what's the difference between the two?). I'm gonna call everyone and let them know :D and then also tell them I won't care when they die. Thanks gamespot psychologists!
i think you dont appreciate what they have done for you in their lives, and all you care about is yourself, which is why a breakup would affect you, because you actively seeked that person's attention, and you were upset when you lost it.
you are extremely selfish.
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That's quite the assumption!
My dad died 4 years ago. One of my good friends died of cancer last April. My dad's dad died last december. My grandma died in February, and my Aunt just died a few days ago. I didn't care about any of their deaths. Maybe it's a bit extreme to say i didn't care, but I never felt sad. I could never bring myself to cry or mourn over them. And I loved all of them, it's not like we had bad relationships. Yet when I go through a break up I am way more affected. Does anyone else have this strange reaction to death?
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