When i talk i say i like how or i hate that.

When I am making submissions to this site I sometimes accidentally put them in the comment section

never wanting to poop in other houses. You have to use your toilet

Sometimes when I'm laughing really hard I awkwardly clap my hands.

Poking my self under the covers just to not falleth asleepeth (t -_-)zzzzzz

When I have my headphones in, and I'm miming the words to a song in the bathroom pretending that I'm playing a gig. I put the tap on to make sure no one hears me dancing.

How funny would it be if plants were trying to kill us but they move too slow to get us

I like to watch people and imagine different stories that could explain why they're doing whatever it is that their doing.

It takes me a whole afternoon to write an important/professional email cause i keep thinking about what I should and should not write and it gets so stupidly difficult I take one hour breaks between every sentence.

I don't know why but I really wish I can ride a bike or drive a car through a shopping mall.

Without thinking i ask questions i know the answer to

Rub a pen tip between my fingers.

Mares really turn me on, so I download "bad stuff" Ironically though, I worked at a farm last summer and realized there is nothing more disgusting than reality. Still mares turn me on... If on video.

When there are multiple puddles on the sidewalk you try and jump in every single one of them

I still hum songs that I made up when I was a little kid

like it when you fart because it scratches your butt when its itchy

Sometime when I'm alone, I like to fill my bathtub with marinara sauce and pretend I'm a meatball.

Mouth words to people wearing headphones to try and get them to take them off.

Until just recently, I thought apple juice was made by the pee of the company. Just that they added sugar.

When home alone and you hear a noise getting out a gun/weapon.

Peel my mandarin oranges in one try

after seeing toy story, and watching that toys moved and talked to each other when the humans werent around, thinking that toys are really like that when you gone, and when you go back to you room, the toys rush back into their spots.

When I'm on a site that requires you to login with Facebook or Twitter to leave a comment, I click on the names of the nice looking ones to go see their pages to add them to my friends list.

the power to regenerate your appendix

Things You Think Only You Do

A collection of things you think only you do. Go ahead and confess. You probably aren't the only one.