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Poet feels about 35-40ish physically... poet is a little under half that
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Funnily enough, whenever I go to the casino the security still check my ID and say it's because I look 18, I already thought it was weird when I was 21, I was already 27 the last time I went. Oh and I don't gamble I just go in to use the clean toilet and sometimes eat something they sell.
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no one ever asks my ID in here. Tho i bet it's because I work in the only night club in this town, so everyone kinda knows me. 8D |
Haha poet was never carded because poet was a minor and was escorted to the food area with everyone else... [lol] never went back... too noisy
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Ah I see, probably in a town most people would know the rest of the town's residents.
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It's kinda annoying living in town where everyone kinda know each other. D: |
Nah they just sent guards to make sure I didn't gamble or drink beer... =.= I was like 14...
Oh her... yeah nobody knows poet here XD |
Where I live, there's pretty much the whole six degrees of separation thing, where there's bound to be someone who knows someone else you know, if that makes sense. And especially when you're in a minority group that's even more so the case within the minority group, no matter how many people there are within that minority group.
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And people here tend to know your stuff better than yourself. D: |
Poet doesn't own "stuff" poet has less stuff than a homeless person
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what do you mean by know 'your stuff', Siipu?
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well, like every detail of you life. Like they would say in the streets than "Siipu, made out with that dude!" Even tho i haven't. So just evil rumours. :D |
Huh... so the town is bullying siipu?
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Hate that whole rumour spreading and gossiping that can happen, it always happens within smaller communities it seems.
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No, but generally. That does happen. People in here likes to talk behind other people's backs. *nods* |
Bleh I hate people like that... that's why poet never made friends growing up... so many backstabbers.
Poet would give you a hug right now if poet wasn't so...erm.. icky about physical contact with other humans... |
Well, i don't really care about people that talk like that. I never had. 8D |
Poet runs into them everywhere
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It's unfortunate how when you tell a secret to someone who promises to keep it secret, they tell one other person and the chain of telling continues. I noticed this once when I told only one person something and soon heaps of others found out.
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I kinda stopped caring in early stage of my life. :D |
Oh, this was still back in high school, where there were a lot of people who I'd rather not know said secret.
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When someone tells poet a secret poet keeps their mouth shut. If someone comes to poet for advice, if poet uses what they talked about as advice, poet keeps the person completely anonymous.
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I also hate backstabbing people. D: |
I never understand how loving kind people can be so vicious too... it's like they're nice one minute evil the next
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In my case I had told the secret to a close friend, she didn't know what to do about it so she told someone else who wasn't so trustworthy, and word got out that way. I was friend with both these people but I forgave the first friend and am still friends with her to this day. the other person I no longer keep in contact with.
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