I once had a fight with a cement brick. Now, no facial hair will grow over the impact crater![]()
I once had a fight with a cement brick. Now, no facial hair will grow over the impact crater![]()
Like you can grow facial hair... ha ha ha... oh wait...Originally Posted by Cbc
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It's not THAT bad. believe me. just a few zits that I've scratched too much.Originally Posted by Chris
I'm listening to...
Fevered lovers and austere thinkers
Love equally, in their ripe season
Cats powerful and gentle, pride of the house
Like them they feel the cold, like them are sedentary
- Charles Baudelaire
I don't have any scars. Makes me sad...![]()
I have one going down diagonally from my right chest area. It's all thanks to crazy swordfighting. It's a pretty small one though.
"Feed me."
Like 8, most from 1 incident
Leave some shards under the belly
Lay some grease inside my hand
It's a sentimental jury
And the makings of a good plan
altogether ive got 9 on back, one on ear, three on left knee, 1 one on right knee, 2 on my left arm and all my knuckles have scars
most are on my arms and i got 2 patches where hair never grows i split my head open when i was a kid
LET THE HAMMER FALL
I have about twenty or so, varying size, mostly on my left arm, some on my right and on the tops of my legs.
I used to slash myself up y'know, good times.
I got a bunch of scars. Mainly from being stupid. Most on my hands. They like to get in lots of trouble. Mwhahahahahaha
Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again! I hardly knew I should use me feet again!
What do you have to say for yourself?
I love all my scars! I counted them in the shower a few days ago, and I have well over 100, all varying in different sizes and shapes. And I can remember all the stories that go with them too! Like I have 2 small, circular scars that were caused by a wasp. I was only little, and it flew up my dress and got stuck, stinging me on my leg and my chest. Eventually, we smooshed it in the arm of my dress.
My fave scar is the one above my right eyebrow. I got it when I was 6. I had a nightmare and ran into my parents bedroom, where I slipped on a magazine and slammed my head onto the hard edge round their bed, thus splitting my eyebrow open. Thing is, it didn't actually hurt. All I felt was blood pouring down my face. What hurt was when the doctor stuck a needle into my eyebrow and stitched it together. At least I got a lollypop though. ^_^
I have a scar on my right index finger where my guinea-pig went savage and bit me. And then it got all pussed up and infected, and I got put on anti-biotics. ^_^ Oh, what a fun memory. Still, I got out of doing any writing in lessons, which is cool.
I've got a large-ish scar on my knee, and a tiny one just above my eye. That's all I've got, and neither of them look very cool.
"The most important and recognize player in the history of the country."
Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if I were as great as Paulo Wanchope.
omg um, let's see . . . I've got some scars on my face from when my aunts dog bit me when I was 3, scars on my back from when my friends dog bit me when I was 6[?], scars on my arm from when a dog tried to pull it off when I was jumping on a trampoline, and on my nees from falling off my bike about a million timessheesh . . . at least they're light, and you can't really see them unless you look really carefully. . . why do doggies hate me?
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lol thats rich
LET THE HAMMER FALL