...This is embarassing for me to admit, but I do that too.
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My biggest secret is that for some reason, Im a little scared of insects, Im nearly 6ft, and 215 lbs, and bugs just freak me the **** out
I fear that of which most men crave from a young age? That count?
Wow seems like we're one in the same. 6ft exactly. almost 230 and if I see something like a stink bug I can't even get close to it.
I don't wanna talk about my secret. I could go to jail for a very long time.
Essentially it boils down to this. If you sold someone a gun, and they shot themselves with that gun, are you at fault?
not the same situation, but very similiar.
Also.
I was a virgin till a month ago -_- (is 22, almost 23)
you fear Chevrolet Camaros?
Depends on how small it is, something like a lady bug is no biggie, but stuff like grasshoppers or crickets, I go way out of my way to avoid
Well of course certain things have certain limits and degrees. Ladybugs aren't a problem for me either. Grasshoppers scare the hell out of me because when I was in Oklahoma I swear on my life one attacked me!!!!!! And so I went on a spree killing more and more. Crickets use to be nothing but now they're a problem. I don't know what sprung my fear. What started yours?
Not entirely sure, I was like that at a very young age, maybe as young as 5 or so. When people found out they would make fun of me or in several cases just pick up bugs to throw at me, I doubt that helped any, it has gotten better, but still difficult to stay collected
I would say your are at fault only if you knew what they were planning to do, if they wanted the gun and gun and you gave it to them because they offered to pay you for it then no
also im 26 close to 27 and still a virgin
What a horrible thing for a child to go through, you poor thing :Alot of my secrets are other peoples secrets too. I suppose no point in repeating? haha.
Hmm, most of my secrets will remain a secret.
Something I do wanna get off my chest and tell someone is that;
I was 5, and my neighbours were a family of low lives and druggies and no for good losers.
I was forced to smoke cannibas, and I was black mailed, if I told anyone they would beat me and if I didn't do it they would beat me up.
So I had no choice, I was 5 and they were like 13 and part Maori - so they were damn scary. Gang members and associates normally are..
I started choking really badly and started crying. I finally left from them. Still choking and crying. My father saw me crying so he slapped me over the head and I fell onto the concrete drive way.
I've never told anyone about this.
Oooh, I also have to sleep with a nighty light. It's one of my many bed time essentials I have to sleep with every night or I just won't sleep.