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Because my subconscious is creepy D:
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As in, just for the hell of it? To see what it would be/feel like? No, I don't think so. Even if there were reasons behind it (they wronged me in some way, were a horrible warlord or whatever) I don't think I would. Killing somebody means that you feel a deep hatred or passion or just some intense emotion about them, and I simply, honest to god, do not care about most people enough to feel like that, even people I know and love, nonetheless just some random fucktard that cut me off or stole my purse, or fuck, even killed a loved one.
It may seem callous, but in the end, I'm simply too apathetic about most people/things to feel that kind of emotion about them.
...and besides, there are always consequences, whether legally, morally, or karmically. ...if that's a word. -
High school: not looking the weight sooner.
College: Being a pussy and not knowing what I want to do with my life, thus settling for a shitty ass associates that won't mean shit if I move out of the area. I'd really like to go back and get my bachelors in something, but once more, I have no idea what I want to do with my life, and the idea of having larger loans scares the shit out of me. -
It's not even seven am on a saturday and I'm already dressed and getting ready for work. Currently? No.
In general? As happy as a person can be, I suppose. -
Depends. Whoooooooo are you?
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I honestly don't have a favorite. I go through too many moods where I'm all "oh this is a fav!" "Oh, no THIS is!"
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Mmm. There's several people. Billy, for being the first person (outside family) I fully trusted. Mike, for being the first person to show me unconditional romantic love.
They both showed me different parts of myself I didn't think I had/were capable of, so I think that counts as influenced. -
I would die a happy woman, that's what.
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Mmm, I haven't done this in forever. I'm old and need sleep, haha. It was probably back in high school though, like, a day and a half? And yes, it was horrible.
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I have, and it was delicioussss.
I would as long as I had somebody to peel and core the apples for me. I freaking hate that part of it. haha -
I don't, actually. I really dislike it. I mean, if that's all there is and I'm really jonsin' for some chocolate I can eat it, but meh.
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I think there was a loophole for that, wasn't there? I mean, there'd have to be. He had that curse for a few days, right? Surely at some point he would have accidentally touched himself, even in his sleep.
However, I could see a lot of pick up lines coming from that. "Hey baby, wanna go home with me? I have a golden dick." -
Haha in that case, I think it would.
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I'd... have to wonder what happened to my bed and why there was a marshmallow though first. Then once I got over that, I'd probably sleep on it for a while, just to see what it was like. Though I could see my dog and cat eating it. That could end badly... sleeping soundly, then find yourself on the floor with a white-mouthed dog hovering over you...
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I'd sure as hell give it a try! Even if I didn't do it all the time. It would also depend on what made it purple.
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Dude! Fuck yeah! Thank you for that. <3
but yes, I do enjoy alliteration haha -
If I had the money to get a passport and a plane ticket over there, I'd totes sign up, haha. You never hear much about UK meetups though. I wonder why. Are ya'll not social? :{
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Chocolate. Cereal. Crack-cocaine (wait, no, not really). Kittens. Puppies. The boy. The normal, really.
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..yes, yes I can. xD
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TV, easy. I can watch the shows I like on the computer. :D
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Lacey’s Bio
I prefer purple ponies with pet pandas proclaiming permanent pride with passion.
