Talk About Yourself (aka Narcissism 101)

[color=#006FFF]My feet are very sensitive. The slightest tap against them causes me to jerk them toward me, usually just by instinct. Because of this, I generally always wear my thermal socks.

When I have my headphones in, it is very easy to startle me. I've jumped from several embarrassingly non-threatening things coming up from behind and passing me, from a car, a man in a wheelchair, to a leaf or bug. Needless to say, it's not something I'm proud of.

I procrastinate too much; I think it's an actual problem.

I own 4 plushies I named after persons, who are important to me

but I'd need a 5th...

No matter how hard I try to hide what I really feel at a moment, my face always betrays me.

It's never difficult for me to say "no" to something that I don't want.

My music library only contains albums from female artists, lol.

I love being the center of attention.

I hate being the center of attention.

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✰~WOMEN~✰

looooooooooooooooooooool all my +1

I should stop masturbating before I go into the shower so when I get out, I don't feel exhausted.

I have a prinny costume that I wear during halloween to pass out candy or roam around the house in.

[color=#006FFF]As Prinny, I require this suit for reasons.

I have this obsession where almost everything has to be a multiple of 5.

I love the cold dark embrace of the night and use any excuse I can get to walk around during.

Rather often, while I walk through the night, I like to imagine paranormal scenarios that can "truly frighten me", because of this I always choose the darker more empty roads for atmosphere. I have succeeded quite often, to the point where I panic and fret with paranoia.

The more I observe women, the more I don't understand her.

I hate being tickled. I love soft touches.

You'll never find a person so despaired by their past but also realizing others have had it worse.

I like to collect jackets because I am always cold, the result is having twice as many jackets as I do shirts. Though they're all very badass jackets so it's partially ok.

I like hoodies!

Years ago, when I was working in a clothing store for the summer, I noticed a young child, age 2 or 3, wandering around among the racks. Worried about him, I kept an eye on him while looking for a parent. The store was kind of split into two big sections with a wall in the middle and he made his way around the wall and towards the door so I followed to make sure he would be ok.

Finally he stopped near the exit and a man standing in the doorway was looking at him.

I smile and look at the man and say....

"Is that yours?"

I got the evilest look I've ever gotten. The child went to him and he just picked him up and walked out of the store. I imagine they were just waiting for the mom to finish her shopping, but I'm pretty sure they never came back to the store again.

CIRCE, Y U NO CAN COMMUNICATE WITH HUMANS???

I have noticed with stories like these as you get older kindness and compassion are a bit more frown upon or down upon by some people. They think you have an alternative motive or you're just being smart or something. I can't tell if kindness = mistrust comes from a bad experience with someon bring nice to then or something. It's ashamed but all you can do is move forward, I guess. It's tough world to live in when Kindness = Mistrust because are too paranoid of being taken advantage of.

Same. For me, when I go out, I am reminded that I have a body, with features that I don't like (not that their bad but they make me stand out), so hoodies are a means to hide myself behind. (I don't like attention in which I don't have have knowledge or influence over.)

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Navigating the confusing and difficult social requirements is quite difficult, especially when it can vary in scale from person-to-person. I am not unfamiliar to this scenario, I have shown concern for strangers before to often result in evil eye or fear (due to intimidating appearances and/or poor choice of words, not good speaking person-to-person without a certain level of comfortability), to the point that I can't take the looks anymore and simply don't bother unless I am legitimately concern for well being (of a child for instance).

[color=#006FFF]I too have a fondness for hoodies. When it's too chilly out to wear my collared shirts/blouses/whatever you wanna call them, I throw on one of my hoodies.

I love my shoes but when walking on hard flooring, they make loud tapping/clopping sounds and draw attention. Part of me secretly enjoys it though.