The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "6 Weird habits/Things About Yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a journal about their 6 Weird Habits/Things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names.
Don't forget to leave a comment that says "You are tagged" in their devPage comments and tell them to read yours...
6 Weird habits/things:
1 - For me, having a shower everyday isn't just about getting clean, its a mental kind of thing- wash off yesterday and bring on today! plus i go crazy if i don't shower...
2 - I like maple syrup on my ice cream
3 - I lie on the floor when I'm feeling creative
4 - I soak my shoes/socks/feet in water when I want to be creative.
5 - Sometimes I roll on the floor because it makes me feel good
6 - I absolutely LOVE it when people pet my hair, it makes me feel good no matter what... and it makes me sleepy ^^
now i tag.... ~Kelsey777 ~Sokoto ~Gothie =sinspawn6969 =maekiel *Horsecricket
Devious Comments
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I've always tried to show people that the devil we blame our atrocities on is really just each one of us.
So don't expect the end of the world to come one day out of the blue --
it's been happening every day for a long time. - Marilyn Manson
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Through playful lips made of yarn, that fragile capricorn unraveled words like moths upon old scarves;
i know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home.
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I've always tried to show people that the devil we blame our atrocities on is really just each one of us.
So don't expect the end of the world to come one day out of the blue --
it's been happening every day for a long time. - Marilyn Manson
--
Through playful lips made of yarn, that fragile capricorn unraveled words like moths upon old scarves;
i know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home.
You sick sick kid
hahah
you made my day you weirdo
--
Through playful lips made of yarn, that fragile capricorn unraveled words like moths upon old scarves;
i know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home.
--
Through playful lips made of yarn, that fragile capricorn unraveled words like moths upon old scarves;
i know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home.
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