I can fucking sense spiders.
I've woke up in the middle of the night, only to see a spider slowly coming down from the ceiling...
There was also this time, i just got this feeling: "I need to move my head back NOW", i did that, and a fucking spider was suddenly hanging from a thin web thing in front of my face.
Then i use the vacuum cleaner and remove them, after that is done, i send the vacuum cleaner to the "Will it shread" people.
I'm cursed with constantly thinking people are talking to me.
It's really fucking annoying, and I can't help it. Every time someone asks someone else a question I always answer it. Then I realize they weren't talking to me and I feel like a retard.
Though it's been getting better recently.
I focus too much on what I "need" to do more then I focus on what I "want" to do.
Really wide feet, makes finding shoes a bitch.
A love for rich food, it seems to come from my grandmother's family.
[url=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dysgraphia]Dysgraphia[/url], a writing disorder that I seem to have gotten from my father.
Procrastination, I was going to say something about this but I think I'll do it later.
Smelly Hair
Hands with poor circulation that go dark purple whenever they get cold.
ridiculous handsomeness and sociopathy
[QUOTE=theguydude;20006687]Partial OCD, mainly with computers. Like I have to put my mouse on the very edge of a youtube video whenever I'm watching one, so where it lines up the pixels.[/QUOTE]
Holy shit I do that aswell.
The inability to whistle :(
My curse is not being able to tell if a girl is hitting on me, but I will then realize that she was months or even years later.
Horrible stomach cramps sometimes leads to the slops. At ANY random time.
If i don't have a shower for a week then everything goes bad.
When i drink it doesn't go into my mouth. It goes onto my clothes.
When i try to it. It does make it into my mouth but a bit of it goes on my clothes.
Also don't say its a curse it is to me.
Since when i drink a nice bottle or can of coke. BAM no more coke for me. Shirt drank it all.
I live in Australia and have shit internet.
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[QUOTE=Alwowpal;20006188]I have no artistic ability whatsoever. It kills me, because... Well, I could go off on a tangent or just leave it at that. I'll do the second.[/QUOTE]
A furfag with no artistic talent. There's a new one :rolleyes:
I care too much about what happened with me in the past
I have huge feet but from my view they seem small unless i'm comparing to somebody
Thinking too much.
Depression and a fear of change. Mix the two together and you've got a recipe for freaking out and feeling like shit for 4 fucking months.
I stutter, I learned to take it easy.
A year ago, i stuttered like shit, not so bad anymore.
I'm too nice. I don't like it.
Random Boner Syndrome
Tics
Misophonia
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