Hey guys. I decided to do a sort of experiment and just "hang

I love cum!!!!

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>>22813624
That took longer than expected.

>>22813614
>>22813631
you look adorable <3

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>>22813641
Well, I appreciate the compliment. To make things a bit more interesting, I'll post little bits about myself as I respond. For instance, I'm a college student at Tennessee Tech University.

>>22813660
Do you like spiders?

Tell us your greatest secret.

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>>22813675
Now this is an interesting question.
First, I like spiders quite a bit. I often play with them through the glass at pet stores.
My greatest secret, I'll be honest by saying I am not sure, just because some things people just know others are secretive about. It wouldn't be something like "I was a porn addict" (I was) because too many people can just assume that. My biggest personal secret is probably that I have done most of what I do because I anticipate it is expected. Not much is chosen because I want to. This was, though. So fun!

>>22813700
Show dick pls

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>>22813700
Forgot to post something extra.
I'm a writer. I haven't published beyond some articles, and had a blog for a bit, but University and an ill-timed relationship took my focus from it.

>>22813718
I write too. What kind of stuff do you write?

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>>22813715
I'd rather not have mine online, so take this one instead.

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>>22813724
I take great pleasure in grim humor and darker stories. I think this helps get some dark thoughts out of my head, because whenever I write in this style, I have a better day the following day. I also like mixing genres that don't go together much, like fantasy and self help (a human's guide to courting water elementals was fun to write.)

Bonus fact: I'm Twenty, will be twenty one in January.

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>>22813715
Don't get me wrong though, mine's probably just over average if that, statistically speaking. So I'm just going to disappoint you either way. oops. XD

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So things have been silent for about twenty minutes, so I'll add another bit. I actually first looked into 4chan after two things: hearing about it from a friend (who's more than slightly addicted to it) and learning that it was the place where in many ways Katawa Shoujo began. I started first lurking /lit/ and /adv/ but now explore most of it depending on the mood. /adv/ is still a favorite when things ofnote are posted.

Another update. Here's a sample of my writing (may take a few posts, sorry)
Anna reclined peacefully in her chair, curled up with a book for a relaxing day of from work. Her black hair was unbrushed for her lazy day. It lay haphazardly over her shoulders and across her back. Her dainty hand turned a page in the small novel. The house was quiet and calm.
Suddenly, Anna felt a cold chill come over her. She instinctively tried to shake it off, but the chill was still there. So she got up and walked toward her thermostat to adjust it. When she had walked three steps away, she no longer felt the chill. She thought it odd, but checked the thermostat regardless. It still read seventy-four degrees Fahrenheit, so the thermometer in the thermostat hadn't detected the change in temperature. Anna shrugged it off and sat back down.
After a moment, the chill returned. Anna tried getting up and walking away again. Once more, the chill was gone with distance. “Must be a draft from somewhere,” Anna dismissed. She took her book to her kitchen and sat at her counter to read with a glass of water.
About half an hour passed before the same chill returned. Anna was worried now. She went to check the thermostat again, not stopping when the chill stopped again, and saw that, yes, the temperature was steadily seventy-four and the air conditioner was not active. Anna thought she had been too stressed at work, so she attributed the strange phenomena as her tired mind playing tricks. “You win,” Anna conceded aloud, and she grabbed her book to return to bed. Sleep came quickly.

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>>22814043
The next day went without incident. Anna went back to work at the bank and came home after her shift. It was rather uneventful, all things told. When she got home, she smiled at the thought of successfully relieving herself of all that pent-up stress.
However, while preparing dinner, Anna felt the same chill come over her again. As an experiment, she tried to walk to the other side of the kitchen and back. After a few steps, the chill was gone and by the time she returned to her original position it was gone from there as well. She got back to preparations and ignored the chill when it came back this time.
When she put dinner in the oven, she realized the chill was only getting worse after twenty minutes. With a huff, she walked into the living room, and her eyes widened when she realized the chill now followed her. She walked slowly, desperately to the thermostat, hoping she could just turn up the heat and make it all better. When she got close to the thermostat, however, the chill was gone immediately, and she read it anyway: seventy four degrees.
Anna had just one more idea before calling a home inspector to check for any plausible causes. She moved her favorite chair over to the thermostat, and sat in the chair for a few moments. Ten minutes passed by, and Anna was getting frustrated, but the chill settled over her again. This time, the proximity to the thermostat caused the heater to kick on. Anna smiled victoriously.
“Well, shit,” came an irritated voice.

END

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Well, it was an interesting experiment, but it seems it lost touch very quickly. I may try again sometime.