I still have trouble tackling my childhood belief that if you're correct and deliver results, people will trust you because you made things work
Boy has that been disastrous.
Boy has that been disastrous.
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Your childhood misconceptions
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Sex is when people kiss, which is also how people get pregnant.
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Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
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 (March 23, 2013 at 12:59 am)Violet Lilly Blossom Wrote: Sex is when people kiss, which is also how people get pregnant. You wouldn't believe how mortified I was when I saw my older sister accidentally drinking out my cup with my straw.
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"The lord doesn't work in mysterious ways, but in ways that are indistinguishable from his nonexistence." -- George Yorgo Veenhuyzen quoted by John W. Loftus in The End of Christianity (p. 103). RE: Your childhood misconceptions
March 23, 2013 at 1:18 am
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(March 23, 2013 at 1:04 am)teaearlgreyhot Wrote: You wouldn't believe how mortified I was when I saw my older sister accidentally drinking out my cup with my straw. I know! And your parents having sex with each other RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU! Mixed messages... no wonder I'm so fucked up. Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
When I was six I was watching cartoons and a boy came and sat next to me (his leg touching mine). I went to sleep crying thinking I was pregnant.
When I was ten and noticed my first pubes I thought I was morphing into a man. I told myself that this explained why I felt attracted to my best friend, Wendy. I thought my parents were perfect. I thought that feeling warm and tingly in the panties was a way of God telling you to stop thinking those crazy thoughts. He was helping me be good by sending signals. I thought that I was in a movie and people in another planet were watching, so sometimes I would do things in slow motion to make things interesting. I thought my left foot would be sad if I stepped harder with the right, so I constantly tried to match the steps' force. I thought rain was alien pee.
Pointing around: "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you, I'm out!"
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