When I was in 9th grade, My English teacher have me my paper, and I saw that there was slime on it. I didn't know what it was so I tasted it. It tasted weird. To this day I feel like it was snot or spit but I still don't know what it was.



I am just realizing that I am not alone in the world when it comes to weird habits, like talking to myself as if I was another person or being weird when i'm home alone.



I twist almost every story I tell people because my life really isn't that interesting. I'm a pathological liar, and everyone thinks I'm really funny and interesting. In reality I am depressing, weird, and boring.



A few months ago my girlfriend died. I still text her and I have dreams about her. People think I'm weird and that I'm just not moving on but I can't figure it out. Why am I still so attached?



When I was nine, I had a weird phobia of feet. I always had shoes on, even in the swimming pool.


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