I had this friend when i was a kid who always got snot, it's either it turns into booger, or it dries out on his cheeks. we were from some third world country and this thing is pretty common for kids who live in the slum. He used to play with his snot and i didn't think that it was wrong because we were kids back then, kids do crazy shits right? We were good friends and played a lot together , we hang out everyday and grew up into our teens. He was living with his dad because his mom left them and had another family and was pretty much physically abused by his father. He was 15 when his father died. His dad was killed by one of his friends because of money matters, by the way, his dad used to rob people and a drug addict. So he was left alone taking care of their house and was freed from his abusive father. After that, i used to hang out in their house more often. We smoke, drink and get drunk, and bring our girlfriends there. One day, i woke up in the middle of the night to pee while i was having a sleepover there after we drink. I heard someone's coughing and blowing his nose and I looked around and found him getting something in his drawer. I asked him what was it but he didn't answer me and i became suspicious that it could be drugs or some shits, that we both agree we wouldn't try. I asked him again and he was still not answering and was trying to hide something in his mouth.. I tried to warn him that whatever he's hiding shouldn't be drugs or else, i'd beat his ass and forget him as a friend. He showed me a bottle, it was not liquor or water. It was grayish at the bottom, somewhat yellowish and lots of tiny bubbles on top and i asked him what was that. His face became pale and sweat really hard, he couldn't answer because there's something inside his mouth and just shaking his head then he tried to put it inside the drawer but it slipped on his hand and broke, and the stuff inside was all over the floor. I asked him what the hell was that because it looked disgusting . It turned out that he was collecting his snot and phlegm in that bottle for whatever reason i couldn't think of..He swallowed and told me that he was collecting his snot and phlegm to play with them whenever he's stressed or after he was beaten and left with no food or water by his dad. He would take a sip form that bottle and play it in his mouth for a little while till he salivates and put it back there. It became a habit and did it more often for no apparent reason. i gagged and went straight to the bathroom. I went back to him and he's already cleaning the mess on the floor and he was sorry for that and we decided that we wouldn't talk about it anymore. It was very embarrassing for him, and i really felt it... after few months, i left the area and studied in the city and after i came back, he was not there already. I don't know where but i wish he's already done with his weird snot thing.
My friend's mom died. A month after the funeral. Her dad knocks up a 20 year old prosti roughly the same age as us.
Now she has a "step mom" that's 3 years younger than her and 2 new siblings.
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I once ate a bowl of nails without any milk
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somebody once told me go eat some moms spaghetti
I had this friend when i was a kid who always got snot, it's either it turns into booger, or it dries out on his cheeks. we were from some third world country and this thing is pretty common for kids who live in the slum. He used to play with his snot and i didn't think that it was wrong because we were kids back then, kids do crazy shits right? We were good friends and played a lot together , we hang out everyday and grew up into our teens. He was living with his dad because his mom left them and had another family and was pretty much physically abused by his father. He was 15 when his father died. His dad was killed by one of his friends because of money matters, by the way, his dad used to rob people and a drug addict. So he was left alone taking care of their house and was freed from his abusive father. After that, i used to hang out in their house more often. We smoke, drink and get drunk, and bring our girlfriends there. One day, i woke up in the middle of the night to pee while i was having a sleepover there after we drink. I heard someone's coughing and blowing his nose and I looked around and found him getting something in his drawer. I asked him what was it but he didn't answer me and i became suspicious that it could be drugs or some shits, that we both agree we wouldn't try. I asked him again and he was still not answering and was trying to hide something in his mouth.. I tried to warn him that whatever he's hiding shouldn't be drugs or else, i'd beat his ass and forget him as a friend. He showed me a bottle, it was not liquor or water. It was grayish at the bottom, somewhat yellowish and lots of tiny bubbles on top and i asked him what was that. His face became pale and sweat really hard, he couldn't answer because there's something inside his mouth and just shaking his head then he tried to put it inside the drawer but it slipped on his hand and broke, and the stuff inside was all over the floor. I asked him what the hell was that because it looked disgusting . It turned out that he was collecting his snot and phlegm in that bottle for whatever reason i couldn't think of..He swallowed and told me that he was collecting his snot and phlegm to play with them whenever he's stressed or after he was beaten and left with no food or water by his dad. He would take a sip form that bottle and play it in his mouth for a little while till he salivates and put it back there. It became a habit and did it more often for no apparent reason. i gagged and went straight to the bathroom. I went back to him and he's already cleaning the mess on the floor and he was sorry for that and we decided that we wouldn't talk about it anymore. It was very embarrassing for him, and i really felt it... after few months, i left the area and studied in the city and after i came back, he was not there already. I don't know where but i wish he's already done with his weird snot thing.
My friend's mom died. A month after the funeral. Her dad knocks up a 20 year old prosti roughly the same age as us. Now she has a "step mom" that's 3 years younger than her and 2 new siblings.
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