Hinting that she likes scissoring.
Coon, I like you, but please don't say stuff like that about me.....don't you have any respect for me???.... >,_<
Hinting that she likes scissoring.
He's a freaking coon! He has no respect for anybodyCoon, I like you, but please don't say stuff like that about me.....don't you have any respect for me???.... >,_<
He's a freaking coon! He has no respect for anybody
Coon, I like you, but please don't say stuff like that about me.....don't you have any respect for me???.... >,_<
I don't think I've ever actually respected anyone in my life, besides myself. I'm fucking awesome.
But I thought you liked me..... >_<
I like them because: They feel cool, they're sharp, and they're shiny.
They make me feel safe from: EVERYTHING OUT TO GET ME.
Like and respect are two different boats. I like the person who serves me coffee and makes a little smiley face in the chocolate, I respect people that change lives.
You could argue that being disrespectful is another form of disliking someone, but in my case it's pretty much the opposite. If I care enough to be disrespectful, it actually holds a lot more weight than you'd think
My d*ck is cool, sharp and shiny. Do you like that?
What's trying to get you?
NO!
And I just like to be safe, ok???
Why not?
Have people tried to hurt you before?
What do you think about me then?...
Be yourself.
There's too many of "me" to answer that question. My reaction, opinion or feelings about a person relate to who I am at that time.
Right now I'd say you're a little dependent on other people to shape your life by their opinions of your actions rather than focusing on actually living it the way you want. That's a little cheaty of a response though, because it's more of an observation.
You're different. Different is good. But being too different can often make you the same as all the other different people. Be yourself.