steelyblue73
Chronic Daydreamer
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- Sep 8, 2014
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I have a mild to moderate addiction to soy sauce. 
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Late at night, in my room, I engage in activities involving small, furry animals, elderberry jam, motor oil, duct tape, saran wrap, death metal at glass-shattering volume and Hillary Clinton posters on my wall. And have fantasies about doing really weird shit.
I am nothing more than a sex toy, and sometimes I don’t mind...
But sometimes I do.
I always try to think about others feelings from any situation and act in a way that is best for them, often to the detriment of myself and sometimes my mental well being
I have horrible coping skills...booze and empty sex do not fill the void but they’re still my go to.
I’m nervous about getting this job I applied for. A colleague has bugged me for two days asking if I got the job even though the deadline to apply was yesterday afternoon. She was applying for a different job, but bugged our boss yesterday until she got an answer that she had the job. That’s just not my style and now I wish I hadn’t applied, since I probably won’t get word I got it or not till Tuesday.
I HATE going pee in public restrooms. When I was a kid, my mom would sometimes have to leave the store mid grocery shopping so I could go home and potty.