Discussion What was unique about ur childhood?

I'm not the only child prodigy in the world, however I'm flattered that you seem to think so.

 

The tag is glori
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Suk me
U know i didnt mean that

 

Raise your standards. We should have dinner first.

 

cant raise standards for those w a mouse fetish. Heard u wine and dine all of ur bitches

literally.

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Of course you wine and dine. You can't expect anyone to be at their best when starving.
Get a new phone asap. I can't stand it.

 

don’t worry i’m not a 23 year old male .

 

wow it’s the master gloater child prodigy beren in the flesh

 

no idea honestly. I was just happy, or at least tried to be.
there was just this weird.. aura.. around me that attracted hate towards me. couldn't stop it until I turned 16. by then it was too late. my education, social skills and interest in future died

 

I was unique... So my childhood was unique....


But once our school head said everyone is unique...

So I think I unique = normal in grand scale.


If it was truly unique I would be on papers, a little celebrity.

Like that kid who made a nuke(reactor) in his backyard....(yes actual radiations with hydra d**ks one)

Now that's what you call unique childhood....

Hmm if I recollect he died very young...

 

I was raised to always gush about how good of a cook my mum and dad were.

Turns out meat isn't supposed to be left on the grill for 2hrs and vegetables aren't supposed to be mushy, half burned junk. My parents assured me that was how food is supposed to be cooked for my entire childhood. They even try to say they like the taste of burnt meat.

The first time I tried to cook them a properly done steak they loved it! At least until they noticed the 'blood' inside it and started to fake vomit and whine about food poisoning. Perhaps the greatest irony is they love cooking reality tv, but seem completely incapable of learning from it. It's like they physically cannot comprehend what is going on and overwrite it with their own reality.

Even tried good old uncle gordon instructions on how to steak, but they told me that was wrong and mindwiped themselves.

Such fond memories of trying so hard to use a knife and fork on meat so overcooked it was leather, because using your fingers is bad manners! Time to wash the pots and pans by hand without using a scourer or utensil to deal with the burned trash at the bottom, because you don't want to ruin the pots and pans with a scratch DDDDD.

 

Condolences. Glad you are eating better now.

 

Hey, I never said I was sorry about my height. That's an advantage for me. So drop ur damn chain saw!

 

Good thing
no one needs more than one of those creatures in the world

 

Serious answer time.
My family lives overseas so I grew up alone under minimal supervision until I was sent to boarding school. My siblings and I all lived in different countries/states due to our family circumstances so we were not very close until after we became adults. I would see my close family thrice a year at most.

 

oh!! i was considered a demon too!! which was hilarious as i went to catholic school. mine was more along the lines of screaming for exactly an hour at 3am everyday when i was pretty young which i dont really remember. fun fact i only stopped after a priest dunked me into holy water. i had a lot of anger issues growing up too though. anyway at least that means youre cool

 

I didn't act out of the ordinary though. just had this.. aura like thing on me that attracted hate in my general direction. priests were quite the zealots, especially that old fart who proclaimed me as a demon in front of everyone when I was 3

 

ohhhh yikes. well at least those priests are probably dead now. i'm sure you were a great and loveable child, some priests are just really messed up in the head

 

omg what a naughty kid. is it fun?

hmm... which one considered unique *think* it's a difficult question to me because i never seen what happen in my life unique. even the bad and sad things that make me cry at night are usual things.
maybe you can considered this unique, some people saw me as a graceful girl but i am a naughty girl and like to have fun with my friends.
and i like to encourage my friend to do something fun with me
like this one time when we are done shopping and eat meal on the street vendors. my friends are the elegant type who never eat at the street vendors and i succeeded to make them eat there