Gravity cat Posts

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This old gemstone. According to this, this, this, this, this and this, what you said is a commonly-believed myth that just won't fuck off.

In short; hair continuously grows and the follicles which produce hair under the skin and are unaffected by shaving. The only thing shaving does is cut the hair off. We notice the short hair growing more than if the hair had been grown out.

As for puberty arse-fuzz, it's always thin when it first starts to grow and gets thicker as you mature into an adult. I didn't shave until a year after my beard first started growing and I now grow a full beard within 2 weeks, sideburns and all.

You just got lucky with your genes if your beard grew out more than your brother's.

Pink Elephants on Parade comes to mind.



Skip to 2:12. Dat belly dancer.

Don't need one. Fingers and knowing where to put your hands works wonders.

I spent the last 2 years pondering that same question until 3 weeks ago. I'd lost all my self esteem because stuff piled up on top of me, became too much, then I got depressed and became a shut-in. Any attempts anyone made to talk to me about it I shot down instantly. The only time I went out was when friends invited me out. It wasn't a healthy lifestyle, I can tell you that.

It took getting a girlfriend and an intervention from le parents to get me out of it. That, and with support from family and friends I'm now volunteering at a charity shop every Saturday while looking for work and signing on weekly while going to places they refer me to to help me get back into work. So right now, all is relatively good.

I love you too, cat. You can spread me like a dinnerplate anytime.

My beard grows pretty quickly. Two days after shaving I get stubble and by 2 weeks it's back to being bushy. According to my friends and girlfriend I look 12 years old without a beard, which might be why I get ID'd at the pub when beardless. The only downside to a beard is I can't suction glasses or mugs to my face.



Anyway, keeping on topic: My friend Barry's in the same position as you. He's slightly younger than me but can't grow a full beard, can only grow arsefluff.

You can try rogaine if you're too lazy/poor to try the others. I mean, what have you got to lose, right?

I'm not a people-person. I'm terrible at small talk with strangers (I'm terrible with small talk with friends as well, but I actually make an effort then). That coupled with my deep voice, can often be considered rude.

I also often convey statements I meant as a joke as something I meant. I've pissed off more than my fair share of people because of it.

The type of ticket I need to go to London, have unlimited access to the Underground and come back.

Off-peak day travelcard

Peak times (anytime before 9:30) the ticket is £65, but the same card in Off-peak times it's £35. My earliest train is 14 minutes into Off-peak times.

Edit:

Also multiple guys in a row with dicks in anus is called a train.

Josef Fritzel's basement.

Crack den.

Haunted whore house.

Abandoned abbatoir with a serial killer in it.

I don't buy animu merchandise and I don't buy shit I can get for free. Or rather, I pay a monthly fee for the cost of having internet to get that free shit. Inb4filthypirate

I'm just a cheapskate who keeps a close eye on his money. Might be why I've never been in debt.

Maaaaan. That food filled a hole!

If you can eat your food while everybody else is losing theirs, you straight homie.

[size=29]DIE LITTLE GLASS BALLA FOO'[/h]

I wake up as I put it in and start to thrust.

All you had to do, was invent me a combustible lemon so I can burn your house down CJ. With the lemons.

All you had to do, was gimme the damn peels CJ

100% if rape.

For man-made currency to not rule everything we do.



Rantings aside I just want to just settle down, raise a family. All that bullcrap. Shame money is a thing.

Generic sex dream, the kind where you wake up grinding against the bed with a rock-on, and you've never wanted to fuck someone more in your life until you;

a) bash one off
b) let it go down on its own
c) pee

Last dream I remember was a sex dream a few nights ago but before that I was getting married and I was the one in the dress. The marriage one was at the start of the year, I think.

I very rarely remember my dreams. Most of the time I just close my eyes and pass out after 10-20 minutes and when I wake up, time's gone forward a few hours.

I fear everything that's outside my own experiences; I'm a really bad fucking worrywart and overthink everything that can go wrong. I'm off to London tomorrow and I'm scared that I'll get the wrong ticket; then I'll get lost and stranded with no way to get home. I've done my own research on what ticket to get but I still had to ask someone more experienced with the trains for confirmation and even then I had to write down what I need to say at the ticket office. I get it from my parents especially from my mum, and she gets it from her mum. Think it's hereditary. But once I've experienced it or done it once, things don't seem that big of a deal.

I also have a fear of rejection, but I think a lot of people do.

Oh and heights, can't stand heights - I tense up and panic. And I can't swim because of a fear of my feet leaving the ground without support.