If im walking along and have nothing to occupy my mind, it splits the ground, like the footpath and stuff into seperate surfaces like sand is a few thousand per step and concrete is 1 surface, divided up by cracks etc...
And without noticing I try to not step on each surface more than twice, its really fucked up. But it's going away, I think it might be a game I played when I was small and stuck...
wierd as though
If I had more energy, I'd burn that young mans face
i count everything off into four, like when i walk up a 14-set of stairs, i have to take two steps early and then count if off so i can make 16 (4X4)
and i have to eat with equal food and chews on both sides of my mouth. like if someone gives me like a skittle, i have to have two to balance out my mouth or i bite that one perfectly in half
hahahahaha, im fucked up in the head
you know what im sayin, yadadadamean?
Do work baby, Do work...
"throw in some arm steeze or some gang gestures, then yous a true nigga!"
One time my mom was like what are you listening to and I was like"elton john"and she was like "relly I didnt think you liked that kind of music" and I was like"featuring Tupac bitch JEA JEA" ---gunitthuggin
"ive always thought that when you die you get to do ski jumps that are all of the air that youve ever gotten in your life combined and you get the chance to do a super trick." skinlikewinter
I think drugs can bring on a Compulsive disorder. I never used ot have them till I started smoking pot and it never went away after i stoped. I dont have any evidsence to prove this but other people I know who have them smoke pot also.
yeah when ever i take off shoes or nething from my feet the left one has to be on the right and vise versa and i count tooth brush strokes stairs and pretty much everything else
and when i order things they have to be from bigest to smallest left to rite
thats weak sauce
who cares wat its called
land it and make it look sick
I count tiles, like our school has patterns of blue tiles down a few hallways, and i count them everytime i go by them.. even though i already know how many are there. I usually count whatevers in front of me. ie. # of folds in curtains.. stuff like that.
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fr33ski3r16: okay i have officially given in to your awesomeness
SpyderXtra345: like a virgin on prom night...
live breathe then ski thats all that matters...
"if you call men playing with poles a sport.. then every guy in america would be professionals" - nonskier A.R.T
i flick light switches on and off until it feels "just right", i smell my hands, flare my nose, bug my eyes, always have to have the same skis on the same feet, cant think of any more right now
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children.
when i was in middle schools i had to count the cealing pannels by two, and i wouldnt leave class till i finished. even if class ended sometimes id stay for like 4-5 minutes extra to finish, and if the pannels ended in an odd number i would have to start over counting by one
yeah everyone has their stuff, if it doesnt bother you and helps you get through the day dont worry about it. you dont have to listen to what a doctor tells you, most of the time they just want to charge you for meds.
i had way to many things for a while and if you just stop yourself from doing the ones that bother YOU then youre fine.