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SolemnSauce;9455337 said:i dont wanna make fun of this, cause i understand...BUT,..as far as not wanting to make people feel uncomfortable..id kinda not notice someone moving around alot, as opposed to someone having a decent sized metal object in their hand. in a place where it would be unusual for them to have it out in the open. but im weird like that
Black_Samson;9455364 said:SolemnSauce;9455352 said:i know why those things are occuring if someone does it. Cause i understand the condition that brings it about. So my mind makes it ambient noise since its not a threat to me.
What do you mean?
Black_Samson;9455480 said:Lou_Cypher;9455429 said:I fidget like a motherfucker. I aint trying to build stuff though. I aint a architect.
You really cant find the patience to buy 5 dollars worth of hardware?
Joker_De_La_Muerta;9455886 said:I fidgit more often than I should. I can no longer be comfortable because of my experiences in Afghanistan and The Canary Island experiments.
I joined the service in June 2001 right out of high school. 9/11 happened a couple months later. Then off to Afghanistan we went. I witnessed my comrades, Brooklyn, Compton, Tex, Miami, and Apache killed in combat. A land mine exploded and I woke up with Apache's intestines all over my back. The experience still haunts my dreams.
To deal with the combat guilt, I was selected for a special program in the canary islands for ptsd. You ever seen the movie Deadpool? He had it easy. I was tortured mentally and physically for 16 months until I was finally let go on medical. Ever since, I haven't been able to sleep more than 2 hours a night. I've attempted suicide 6 times. Thank you America.
Joker_De_La_Muerta;9455886 said:I fidgit more often than I should. I can no longer be comfortable because of my experiences in Afghanistan and The Canary Island experiments.
I joined the service in June 2001 right out of high school. 9/11 happened a couple months later. Then off to Afghanistan we went. I witnessed my comrades, Brooklyn, Compton, Tex, Miami, and Apache killed in combat. A land mine exploded and I woke up with Apache's intestines all over my back. The experience still haunts my dreams.
To deal with the combat guilt, I was selected for a special program in the canary islands for ptsd. You ever seen the movie Deadpool? He had it easy. I was tortured mentally and physically for 16 months until I was finally let go on medical. Ever since, I haven't been able to sleep more than 2 hours a night. I've attempted suicide 6 times. Thank you America.