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Post by rockysigman on May 23, 2006 22:17:13 GMT -5
My hairline is receding rapidly.
I have a hairy back.
My job pays poorly, and I fear that I'm not going to find something better any time soon.
I'm not very smooth with the ladies.
My dad has always been my model for how not to be, and yet I frequently see how similar we are.
My brother is already more successful than I'll ever be.
I'm afraid that sometime between now and 2020, Frag will find someone that he likes better to be his running mate.
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Post by frag on May 23, 2006 22:25:10 GMT -5
I'm afraid that sometime between now and 2020, Frag will find someone that he likes better to be his running mate. No way dude. You're my soul running mate.
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Post by frag on May 23, 2006 22:31:34 GMT -5
My insecurities:
I'm afraid of people. I'm very awkward in social situations, especially when people are expected to 'find out about me.' Like if I'm meeting a girlfriend's family or something.
I fear that people are always judging me, for whatever reason.
I worry about asking favors of people.
I don't like to get too close to people because the outcome is never all that I expect it to be.
I have a hard time dealing with loss of relationships, even when I know it's for the best.
I dwell on minor things and make light of major things.
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 23, 2006 22:31:53 GMT -5
I don't have big boobs - and this is how women's abilities are measured by some men.
I'm too tall to ever feel like a cute girly girl.
My old ballet teacher told me my ass was too big for ballet & ever since I've hated my ass.
My hair is like, half curly-half straight.
My mother resents me. She'll admit it, too.
I've always been the middle child, in everything. The only thing I ever did before my sisters was take drugs. Which is a loser thing to do.
I drive my boyfriends crazy. I don't know how to be a sensible girlfriend.
Frag stole Rocky's balls away from me & now I feel lost inside.
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Post by frag on May 23, 2006 22:36:50 GMT -5
You shouldn't have been hoarding 'em for so long. I mean, it's like a rebellion thing. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm just glad it was me who snuck in to nab Rocky's boys.
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 23, 2006 22:38:43 GMT -5
You wear panties!
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Post by rockysigman on May 23, 2006 22:42:46 GMT -5
If it would help, I was thinking about maybe getting another set of balls. Two for Layla, two for Frag. That should solve everything, right?
Layla, your ballet teacher is a stupendous bitch. Who tells someone something like that? That's crap.
As for your boobs, I'll be happy to evaluate them for you. Send me a picture (or swing on by for a hands-on inspection). I'll let you know if they're big enough.
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 23, 2006 22:53:41 GMT -5
I don't like to share. I question why Frag needs your balls anyway. He has some of his own. I, however, am ball-less. Its a handicap. Would you steal from a handicapped person? For shame.
My ballet teacher made one girl in the class cry b/c she put on a few pounds one year. She used to yell "fat cow!" at her whenever she saw her eating something. That girl became a raging anorexic. Ballet teachers are a unique strain of evil. Its almost funny.
Rocky, I demand your inspection of my breasts be thorough. We can't afford any misinformed judgements. If necessary, you should perform several repeat hands-on evaluations, so that your decision is fair.
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Post by rockysigman on May 23, 2006 23:02:48 GMT -5
Agreed.
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Post by frag on May 23, 2006 23:16:07 GMT -5
My motives are pure and just. At the moment, Rocky's balls are locked in a bunker near the earth's core. Thankfully, his balls are superhuman and impervious to incineration.
Now, that I think about it though, I might've done well to upgrade that bunker...
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Post by frag on May 23, 2006 23:17:23 GMT -5
Rocky, how do you feel about starting a boy band?
Rocky Von Rocksalot and the Fragtones
We would be...
awesome
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on May 24, 2006 2:04:56 GMT -5
I don't even remember why I had Rocky's balls in the first place...anyway, I'm a proper groupie now, I can't distract myself with thoughts of the missing balls.
*abandons plans to drill to the Earth's core with a team of crack scientists in order to retrieve Rocky's testicles*
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slick7
Struggling Artist
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Post by slick7 on May 24, 2006 3:01:11 GMT -5
i have fear of failure
i find it hard to say no
its difficult for me to bold trusting friendships with females
i, like frag, feel that people are always judging me
i've only been a nurse for 4 years, yet i'm supervising people that have worked at my facility for 30+ years
i completely shut down when i'm in a situation where i'm the "odd ball" (ie my husband and all of his h.s. friends get together and share stories about the "good ol' days" i'm not in on all of the funny jokes, etc, and it makes me feel very awkward)
i'm usually a very happy, smiley person, but i'm insecure of my smile b/c i have small teeth
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Post by pauledwardwagemann on Jun 5, 2006 18:50:31 GMT -5
I really dont have any insecurities, except that I dont wear underwear and sometimes I think if I'm wearing shorts my ballsack might flop out and cause me to get arrested...
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Post by Proud on Jun 6, 2006 2:22:11 GMT -5
I always feel like I'm the least interesting or least intelligent person in a group.
Whenever somebody knows too much about who I am or how I think, I become uncomfortable and get the nagging feeling that whatever they know will be used against me. Probably why I refuse to get involved in relationships.
Aaaand:
I constantly wonder what I'm "doing" with my life, and get the feeling that I'm wasting it.
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