Everything. Which is basically what I have to do living with two roommates, one of them being, for lack of better words, a complete inconsiderate bitch. It drives me insane. I hate sharing.
I can't wait until next year when no one can touch my things but me.
Definitely my computer. With the exception of my boyfriend and perhaps Pontus, I would never let anybody touch it.
My feelings because I am a manly man who wrestles bears.
...shut up I don't cry every time I watch Titanic.
Most makeup esp. face makeup (unhygenic and it won't even suit your colouring anyway, whore) UNLESS I am doing their makeup for them and I will use tools I know I can cleeeean and art materials to, uh, not artists (EVERYONE APART FROM ME WILL RUIN MY PENSS ARRRHGIRHGITRHTIUH). The rest is all good if i trust the person not to vomit on it or anything. AND TO RETURN IT SOON, NOT AFTER LIKE 2 YEARS. ughghg.
Boyfriends, SSN, crushes, computer, passwords, my office chair!!! (Rhyan!!! >=[ )
Oh gods, why? ಥ_ಥ
pretty much everything
files
jknot really.
I don't like sharing anything I spent money on. especially if it's with a known moocher.
Haha epic but i was actualy worried about this when i made the post.Originally Posted by Bunny
gah the english language has to much double meanings.
PUNKTUM FFS
I love my Albatross!
No one may share my oxygen.
Food. Women. iPod.
Sharing secrets immediately come to mind for me.
Rye. :gruffi:
I guess I will share one secret with you guys.
I tend to not like sharing space in general (whether it's elevator space or seats around me) because that means I have to hold my farts in. Yeah, I know it's nasty letting them out but it's more comfortable and amusing then holding it all in.
shampoo and custody.
My laptop. Touch it and die.
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