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AntiChrist (2015-07-07 14:26:19)You know how I can tell that you're freaking lying? As a glasses wearer, I would NOT have trouble "finding my way home" without my glasses and neither would anyone else. When someone who needs glasses isn't wearing them, they don't see a huge blurry mess of distorted color. They see a blurry version of everything that still looks normal. The only difference is you can't make out details far away such as leaves and facial features.
People who wear glasses don't get "lost". That's stupid.
carlos11 (2015-07-08 14:32:09)Why didn't you use your Sharingan to control them?
Language is a tool for efficient communication. The internet is a tool for fast communication. Do not defy both intents by posting incoherent writing.
BirdJesus (2015-07-11 00:52:48)Effy said:
When I was in the seventh grade my eyes were pretty freaking large but I needed glasses to see (duh) They made my eyes even larger so I looked like weirdo which gave me the nickname "Alien"
When I was in the seventh grade my eyes were pretty freaking large but I needed glasses to see (duh) They made my eyes even larger so I looked like weirdo which gave me the nickname "Alien"
Most kids start becoming weeaboos in seventh grade, you sure they didn't call you "Hatsune Miku" because of your animu eyes?
"Ugh, I need to go masturbate now. Whenever I get mad or worried, that's what I do."
-mega, the homosexual animal rapist.
-mega, the homosexual animal rapist.
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When I was in the seventh grade my eyes were pretty freaking large but I needed glasses to see (duh) They made my eyes even larger so I looked like weirdo which gave me the nickname "Alien"
I didn't really have any friends then which I was completly okay with but it made me vulnerable to the 9th graders. It was always this same group of people bothering me but I just ignored them while they called me an "Alien" or a "Freak" Whatever right?
One day I was reading in the cafeteria and they stole my glasses making everything look blurry as hell. They pinned me to a table and held my eyes open and poked them with the plastic knives,it was torturous.
My legs dangled off the table and one of them kicked up really hard and I just heard this butchuring screech from on of the boys poking my eyes. I scrambled quickly for my glasses and found them,put them on and hid in the boys bathroom considering they would look for me in the girls. They still went into the boys but they didn't check that one stall for some reason and they were all suspended.
Happy ending?
No on the weekend they found me walking,took my glasses smashed them and beat the crap out of me.
All is good now but it was fairly difficult to find my way home.
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