I am obsessed with my hair. Playing with it, fiddling with it, stroking it, smelling it...I do this compulsively, constantly.
I also rub my hands together frequently.
I absolutely cannot sleep without covers or sleep naked. I have to be clothed and covered with more than a sheet. I have a super-light comforter for the summer, but it should be better this year because now we have air conditioning. I prefer more blankets over less, and was notorious in my younger years for sleeping under a mountain of blankets with my cat perched on top.
I also love to pick pimples or ingrown hairs or things of the pussy and pustule-y nature. I used to drive my brother crazy because he had mild acne and these HUGE blackheads that he just would not pick...so I would sneak attack his nose. My SO attempts to be patient with my picking.
I also like to poke my own bruises.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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