It’s a weird thing; in my various mental, social, and emotional endeavors, I’ve developed a strange standard for what I think is gross—typically, if something doesn’t have a high-chance of detrimentally affecting my health, I’m ok with it. (This has lead me to do things that other people wouldn’t think of doing, ever, haha.)
It’s a weird thing; in my various mental, social, and emotional endeavors, I’ve developed a strange standard for what I think is gross—typically, if something doesn’t have a high-chance of detrimentally affecting my health, I’m ok with it. (This has lead me to do things that other people wouldn’t think of doing, ever, haha.)
You mean ME GUSTA sorts of things?