squick!

[lunesque]

OMG, people with bad teeth horrify me. It makes me want to brush my own teeth until my gums bleed. It makes me want to live at a dentist office. It has me obsessively checking my own teeth in mirrors even though I know I have good teeth. It makes me shudder and squirm, and totally not in a good way. Especially when a person's teeth are like. Jagged and tobbacco brown and gaps and it's so mean of me but I'm just. oh, don't talk to me please! Because all I can focus on is how bad your teeth are!! But apparently I've got a decent poker face and so no one knows how I just go on and on in my mind about how their existence repels me. I think the same thing about people who smell bad-- that kills me hard. ugh. I'm awful.

P.S.

Nothing starts the day off quite like my mother begging me for money. Like I give a damn about Rick being sick. I'm sure as hell not going to give them money so he can stop being miserable. If I could give bronchitis money to make him more miserable, it might be worth it.

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[on-the-cusp.livejournal.com]

[sniggers]

at any rate, teeth are one of my things, too. totally gross me out when they are not nice and clean. [shudders]

[lunesque.livejournal.com]

*flail* I've been doing a lot of ranting about icky people in my brain lately. It kills me DED.

[saekhwa]

No, because after encountering the pig twins, who smell horrible, it's not bad at all. It's called having standards, brushing teeth and bathing being a given.

Also, wow. I would say karma is biting Rick in the ass like whoa. Good.

We had so much fun over the weekend, so I'm going to try not to stay dead for such long periods of time.