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My roommate claims that I am weird. I don't understand why she thinks that. I'm completely normal. Well, except for my itchy thigh syndrome. It's worse now that I'm back at school. I do feel bad for my roommate. She has to listen to me moan in pleasure as I itch my thighs. The feeling is great though. No one will ever understand that great feeling of itching your own thighs.
I have this problem. I broadcast my itchy thigh syndrome to the wrong people. I think that's why I can't get a man. I understand that most people have an issue with itchy thighs, but come on here people! Give this girl a break! It isn't my fault that I have itchy thighs. I can't help it! I know I shouldn't broadcast it though. I do. But I really think it just makes more sense to broadcast my issue to people when I first meet them. Best icebreaker ever!
The art of the thighs. They are so beautifully sculpted. Too bad mine, if all thighs, itch. A lot. There isn't anything that is artsy about them. It is quite sad to see my legs all red and flaked with dead skin cells. Who likes that? I know I don't.
Somebody once told me about their issue with itchy thighs. I couldn't believe that there was someone else out there with the same problem. It was so nice to converse about our itchy thighs and how we deal with them. This "somebody" takes a cactus to itch their thighs. I was so impressed by their ways that I tried it for myself. What a joke that was. It just made my thighs itch even worse. Stupid itchy thigh syndrome.
While sitting in class, I feel the need to draw. Mostly because this particular class sucks... A lot. Well, as usual, I start to really think about my itchy thighs. When I finally leave my doodle-land, I look at my notes and see thighs. Thighs all over my notes. Drawings of me itching my thighs. Thighs that aren't all gross and scratchy. Just thighs. Everywhere. I keep gazing at my drawings, even after everyone left the room. I am jealous of the thighs on the page that are not itchy, mostly because mine have started to itch. Aaaaaand I'm wearing tight jeans, so I can't itch them very well. Stupid itchy thighs.... :(
Is it weird that my interest in this website is based on my itchy thighs? Because I think it might be. They are terrible to live with. I don't know how to I do it. How I live with the itching, the redness, the stinging, the sound. It is nasty! I don't even know how my poor roommate lives with my itchy thighs. At least I have found a place to write about them. This way I can avoid the topic in conversation. We all know how well that would go over....
I need a solution. For what you may ask? For my itchy thighs. They itch and itch. My poor roommate has to listen to the sound of me itching my thighs every night before bed. Before the end of the term, I won't have any thighs and my roommate won't have any sanity left. The clear solution to my problem is either itch cream or a chain saw. I think I like the chain saw idea....
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