Current Events > God I love my ribcage.

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It just tightly keeps my organs together. Restricts all of my guts so they don't mush around and ruin me. My lungs try to escape but they just can't. I love the idea that my ribcage could just simply collapse in of itself, crushing my lungs and killing me. I like to roll my fingers across my ribs to feel each one. It's so unfortunate that my skin won't let me touch them. I don't know what I would ever do if I broke one. I would probably be in a permanent state of depression. Even a broken collarbone would make me miserable. I do everything I can to keep them safe. I will never drive or be in the front seat of an automobile. I sometimes wear bulletproof vests to make sure there's not an accident. I've named each of my ribs. Obviously one individual name for each, but every pair is a couple. Each one has their own personality. For example, Lizzie is such a sassy girl and Harold is just so quiet. I say goodnight to each and every one of them every night. I've never skipped a day. I tell them my secrets and they tell me theirs. I'd do anything to keep them happy.

Another_Voice posted...

It just tightly keeps my organs together. Restricts all of my guts so they don't mush around and ruin me. My lungs try to escape but they just can't. I love the idea that my ribcage could just simply collapse in of itself, crushing my lungs and killing me. I like to roll my fingers across my ribs to feel each one. It's so unfortunate that my skin won't let me touch them. I don't know what I would ever do if I broke one. I would probably be in a permanent state of depression. Even a broken collarbone would make me miserable. I do everything I can to keep them safe. I will never drive or be in the front seat of an automobile. I sometimes wear bulletproof vests to make sure there's not an accident. I've named each of my ribs. Obviously one individual name for each, but every pair is a couple. Each one has their own personality. For example, Lizzie is such a sassy girl and Harold is just so quiet. I say goodnight to each and every one of them every night. I've never skipped a day. I tell them my secrets and they tell me theirs. I'd do anything to keep them happy.

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And then there are people that remove their ribs to improve their front bend.
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Lairen posted...

It just tightly keeps my organs together. Restricts all of my guts so they don't mush around and ruin me. My lungs try to escape but they just can't. I love the idea that my ribcage could just simply collapse in of itself, crushing my lungs and killing me. I like to roll my fingers across my ribs to feel each one. It's so unfortunate that my skin won't let me touch them. I don't know what I would ever do if I broke one. I would probably be in a permanent state of depression. Even a broken collarbone would make me miserable. I do everything I can to keep them safe. I will never drive or be in the front seat of an automobile. I sometimes wear bulletproof vests to make sure there's not an accident. I've named each of my ribs. Obviously one individual name for each, but every pair is a couple. Each one has their own personality. For example, Lizzie is such a sassy girl and Harold is just so quiet. I say goodnight to each and every one of them every night. I've never skipped a day. I tell them my secrets and they tell me theirs. I'd do anything to keep them happy.

Uhhh, I hate to be "that guy", but I believe its spelt Arabic. Arabic is the language spoken in various Middle Eastern nations such as Iran, Iraq and Yemen. Again, I do hate to be the person to criticize someones spelling, but in a forum about linguistics, I feel as if thought having the NAME of the language youre referring to spelt correctly should be a bare minimum. Additionally, it is a common misconception that Arabic uses a logographic alphabet. While this may be true with some proper nouns, it actually uses a series of lines and dots to indicate what sounds to use. I wont mark your post for moderation this time around, but PLEASE do be diligent in making sure the information you post in a comment is accurate, especially if you claim to have some level of expertise on the subject.

Another_Voice posted...

Uhhh, I hate to be "that guy", but I believe its spelt Arabic. Arabic is the language spoken in various Middle Eastern nations such as Iran, Iraq and Yemen. Again, I do hate to be the person to criticize someones spelling, but in a forum about linguistics, I feel as if thought having the NAME of the language youre referring to spelt correctly should be a bare minimum. Additionally, it is a common misconception that Arabic uses a logographic alphabet. While this may be true with some proper nouns, it actually uses a series of lines and dots to indicate what sounds to use. I wont mark your post for moderation this time around, but PLEASE do be diligent in making sure the information you post in a comment is accurate, especially if you claim to have some level of expertise on the subject.

Not sure if copypasta or Joe Numbers post

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I agree, It just tightly keeps my organs together. Restricts all of my guts so they don't mush around and ruin me. My lungs try to escape but they just can't. I love the idea that my ribcage could just simply collapse in of itself, crushing my lungs and killing me. I like to roll my fingers across my ribs to feel each one. It's so unfortunate that my skin won't let me touch them. I don't know what I would ever do if I broke one. I would probably be in a permanent state of depression. Even a broken collarbone would make me miserable. I do everything I can to keep them safe. I will never drive or be in the front seat of an automobile. I sometimes wear bulletproof vests to make sure there's not an accident. I've named each of my ribs. Obviously one individual name for each, but every pair is a couple. Each one has their own personality. For example, Lizzie is such a sassy girl and Harold is just so quiet. I say goodnight to each and every one of them every night. I've never skipped a day. I tell them my secrets and they tell me theirs. I'd do anything to keep them happy.

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