I’m not really interested in gossip and peoples’ lives. Only a handful of close people.

So when some acquintance or distant relative asks questions and is really interested in what’s going on with MY life I feel like an asshole for basically not caring for theirs.

Am I alone in this?

tsolvang:

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Who do I need to kill to make Karovie stop reblogging supernatural stuff and focus on her exam?

This begs the question, why are you not a supernatural fan?

It didn’t catch my interest and since it is now sort of being force-fed to me through pics and stuff I have this automatic reaction against it :P

Push things on me and I will back away forever.

There’s this place in town called Leaping Moss.

I named it after walking there and a patch of moss leaped from its perch and landed right infront of me. A distance of approx 1 meter to the side.

And all I could do was stand there and question life

Who do I need to kill to make Karovie stop reblogging supernatural stuff and focus on her exam?

Today I had cupping treatment on my back. Awesomesauce.

I KNEW I had massive bruises from the cups since they create a vacuum but I totally forgot and sat down and ate some fast food (same time and place where that guy thought I was a missing lady)

The thing is, I took off my jacket leaving only my sleeveless top which is kinda open in the back.

I looked like thIS ALL BRUISED UP

I MUST’VE SEEMED ABUSED OR SOMETHING OH GOD

SORRY GUYS i’M TOTALLY OK IT WAS THE CUPS I SWEAR

I was mistaken for a missing woman today.

I was at this place getting some fast food when I noticed this guy kept looking at me. So naturally I sent a text to my bf

“There’s this man here who’s been staring at me since I came in. I don’t know how I feel about this”

Then he left and I forgot it. He then CAME BACK after a few minutes asking for my name, I thought maybe he is mistaken me for someone he knows. He asks me if I’ve ever been in Bergen, no I say. (omgwhyishestilltalkingtomewhathaveidonewrong) Then he tells me that I suspected me to be a missing woman from Bergen since he and some others actually thought I looked like her. Of course  I dismiss that. He even asks for an ID (Which is good! Imagine if I actually was her) so I show him my uni ID which satisfies him.

I could tell he was sort of embarassed so I had to point out that it’s good people actually keep watch. Then he left.

In short: People actually do look at me. WELP

*hides*

Edit. This is the woman: http://www.nrk.no/hordaland/frustrerte-over-politiet-1.11040854

We look nothing alike except the height. Srsly dude.

The world should’ve all had one strict mother to keep the nations at bay.

“I don’t CARE who fired first just stop it!”

“Go to your rooms and don’t come out before you’ve calmed down”

“Now children be kind and share your food”

“Clean up your own room before messing with your siblings’”

“Oh heavens not another war….KIDS STOP IT!”