Truth or Dare

@Sanfi hmm one time in winter it snowed so much that the roads were closed off and we didn't had school for a week or so I played all week with my brother on the snow it was so much fun my brother made a huge hole on the snow and put me inside xD I love snow since then What about you @Sanfi? another truth

@Anna Lots of crazy stuff happens to me, but I usually don't really do crazy stuff. I once did something really cheeky where a girl showed me a sandwich she bought and I said: "Looks delicious! And the sandwich does too." Apart from that, I once drank really hard liqour that was used in innitiations, but I seemed to like it for some reason and drank half a bottle of it. Puked for three hours straight. Still better than needing to vomit and not being able to.

@Anna I remember a funny thing that I used to do. I used to play in the garden in my sister's bathing suite when I was about 2-3 years old. My sister was really cool to me, so I wanted to wear her bathing suite in the summer while playing in the garden so I could be just as awesome as her. Another memory is when me and some neighbourhood kids and my nephews played in the snow and I lured our dog with a bone so he would pull the sleigh the boys were sitting on. I was about 16 then. (From 8 till about 18 was a dark period for me mentally, so not many good stuff happened there, but oddly enough I keep remembering my childhood as a good one)

WARNING: If you don't want to be bummed out by sad stories, this is the moment to scroll down a little further ^^ @Anna During my whole childhood I was bullied, so when I was 8 I started to believe what the other children were telling me: I should go ahead and kill myself so that the world would be a better place without me. I decided that my birthday would be the day of my funeral, but earlier that summer, my father had his first burn-out and a few days before my birthday my grandma died. In the end it was her funeral that was on my birthday instead of mine. From that day on I had low self-esteem high self-loathing and a ever-growing will to kill myself. It was only when I was almost 18 that I could finally leave that shit (and much more that happened along the way) behind and started to become a more and more happy lad until I finally became the confident and self-accepting man that is now speaking to you ^^

Sanfi: @Maria What's the most morbid thing you ever saw or wanted to do to someone? (I hope this will not leave me with any nightmares) I don't think it will leave you with nightmares looool, but I think that to veeery despicable people that deserve it (example: my president lmao) I would seriously like to shove them inside of a dark, humid room, chain them down on an iron stretcher with a mirror on the roof right above so they can fully watch how their members get destroyed. I'd use acids mostly, ice, fire, certain flowers, chemicals, etc. If a man, totally and slowly chop down their member with them being forced to watch it. Peel them up, destroy the joints, torture the fingers, chop up the toes, cut the arm off, tear the nails, pull the hair, burn the eyelids, and to top it off, smashing veeery slowly their heads with the usage of an old torture machine. Some people deserve this death. But honestly I won't personally give it to anyone since I can't be a judge. Let the population decide while I wash my hands like Pilate ;D