You don't have to barge in, i'll just open the door for you. Much easier :p
And don't think you want to drink up all my booze, that can't be healthy :O
Will you buy me new food afterwards? :(
It all started when i was just a little kid. I used to go in the cupboard and sit in the dark alone.
Didn't do this often. Only about twice a month, i think.
It felt peaceful there. I was on my own and no one could disturb me.
After about half an hour, i would come out of the cupboard and proceed like it never happened.
There first time i did this, my mom didn't know where i went and she became really worried. That's what she told me when i was older.
So when she saw me just playing with my toys half an hour later, she was relieved and asked me where i was. I told her i sat in the dark cupboard for half an hour.
She just said: ''Oh, okay'', gave me a kiss on my cheek and let me continue playing with my toys.
The next time i hid in the cupboard, i heard someone knocking after about twenty minutes.
So i asked: ''Who is there?''
It was my mom. She said she had milk and cookies for me. So i came out, hugged my mom, drank the milk and ate the cookies, then went playing with my toys again.
Every next time i hid in that cupboard, my mom would knock after about twenty minutes and i would come out and hug my mom. It became a ritual.
So, i guess that every time someone enters my room now without knocking.. it feels like a violation.
My room is a replacement for the cupboard, i guess.
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3/3/13
Judging by your profile pic, you cut your hair again. Its nice!
I did, about 3 weeks ago (if not longer). Thanks :)
2/23/13
Uh, oh... Our little inside joke is beginning to spread.
That seems to be the case, yes :p
2/22/13
:L I bet you don't get that references...
Yes, i do :p
2/22/13
You trickster! What have you been smoking?
Hahaha, oooh, i'm quite the trickster ain't i?
2/21/13
Lol! I knew that!
Hahaha, good. Just wanted to make sure :p
2/21/13
I'm starting to think it's true. It would explain your trickster tendencies :p
Haha, yeah.
It all began right there and then :'(
2/21/13
Next time I'm going to knock. And I will have milk and cookies waiting for you.
Ahhww, how sweet :3
(to avoid confusion though, i made that story up)
2/20/13
Lol, no way!
Oh :(
I guess i'll just starve then.
..or buy new food.
But starving is more dramatic, i'll go with that
2/20/13
Actually, next time I will barge into your home, eat all your food, drink up all your booze, and pass out on your couch :p
You don't have to barge in, i'll just open the door for you. Much easier :p
And don't think you want to drink up all my booze, that can't be healthy :O
Will you buy me new food afterwards? :(
2/19/13
Next time? I'll kick your door!
If you must :(
2/19/13
That's what I'm here for. :)
That makes sense..
It all started when i was just a little kid. I used to go in the cupboard and sit in the dark alone.
Didn't do this often. Only about twice a month, i think.
It felt peaceful there. I was on my own and no one could disturb me.
After about half an hour, i would come out of the cupboard and proceed like it never happened.
There first time i did this, my mom didn't know where i went and she became really worried. That's what she told me when i was older.
So when she saw me just playing with my toys half an hour later, she was relieved and asked me where i was. I told her i sat in the dark cupboard for half an hour.
She just said: ''Oh, okay'', gave me a kiss on my cheek and let me continue playing with my toys.
The next time i hid in the cupboard, i heard someone knocking after about twenty minutes.
So i asked: ''Who is there?''
It was my mom. She said she had milk and cookies for me. So i came out, hugged my mom, drank the milk and ate the cookies, then went playing with my toys again.
Every next time i hid in that cupboard, my mom would knock after about twenty minutes and i would come out and hug my mom. It became a ritual.
So, i guess that every time someone enters my room now without knocking.. it feels like a violation.
My room is a replacement for the cupboard, i guess.
2/19/13
Want. I meant want.
I.. i don't know if i want to talk about it. Do you?
2/19/13
I know what I saw. Do you went to talk about it.
With who should i talk about it?
Or did you mean ''want'' instead of ''went''? Because the sentence doesn't make a whole lot of sense now :p
2/18/13
We actually just have beads for doors, man.
That sucks.
You should yell: ''I'm coming in!'' before entering then.
2/18/13
Uh, dude. Why are you in my house?
That's kind of a long story
2/18/13
But then I'll miss all the (kinky) stuff that's been going on before I entered...
Oh, you wouldn't want to miss that now, would you?
2/18/13
No.
Oh.. well, okay, whatever suits you :p
2/18/13
Ok.
Appreciate it