Why I'm Afraid of Heights

[ritzy_d]

Take a look at the Fire Tower in this photo

Comments

[taffetacat]

Oh hahahahhahaha. That is too funny. I am gagging in sympathy. :-D

[ritzy_d]

Her ass smelled like a dirty diaper filled with pee, poo, and used tampons. Both she and the old man never washed and were just so disgusting.

I can't even look over a second floor balcony because I get vertigo. I'm sure what happened back then triggers some kind of sub-conscience reaction. I'm sure of it!!

[taffetacat]

Jesus.

You need that therapy... you know the one they use for overcoming phobias. Images of heights with happy feelings, not filthy unwashed arse. What a pig.

[ritzy_d]

Saying she was a pig is too good for her. Pigs are actually kind of nice. And you and I like pigs. She was just nasty!!

She's dead now, and I feel kind of bad talking about her but she was what she was. The reason I feel bad is a freakin' story too!

By the way...I just realized I meant to spell subconscious not sub-conscience. I know the difference and still misspelled it! What a twit!

[clea]

LMAO. Oh Mare!

[ritzy_d]

You know...I remember before this happening of not being scared of heights at all, and of actually climbing to the tops of trees and onto the roofs of tree forts that we used to build, and of having contests to jump off those roofs.

UGH...I remember it so distinctly...getting a faceful of Chris' ass.

[clea]

maybe the beginning of working on your fear of heights might involve an exploration of your memories of Chris' ass....

[ritzy_d]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!