New safety guidelines would have you believe that me riding my bike in wooded trails in my neighborhood was a dangerous thing since I might have fallen over and scraped my hands and knees (did that) or landed on tree stumps (did that), etc. Was totally tons of fun though.

In seriousness, I did set a fire in my backyard when I was 11 (right after coming back from a camp where I learned about survival fires, etc.). It was tiny and didn't get out of hand or anything, but I got in tons of trouble over it (and because I lied about it).

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If you've ever thought or said "Nice Guys finish last" and really meant it, then you should probably read this LJ post by DivaLion. It's incredibly insightful whether you're male or female.

From a bumper sticker I like:
"If you're gonna ride my ass, at least pull my hair."

-Climbed and jumped from high places.
-Did crazy stunts on the monkey bars.
-Dognapped.
-Fell backwards down the stairs. A lot.
-Nearly biked into a car and also nearly biked into a river.
-Rang random people's doorbells and ran.
-Stole gum from a store. (Who hasn't?)
-Tried to lasso a bird to "catch" it.

This was when I was really little, like 3;

I had a tea party with bleach. Yes, bleach. I was about to drink it, when my mom walked in. XD

I enjoyed playing with lighter fluid... as in, pouring it all over myself.

I also poured nail polish in my hair/face one time, trying to dye my hair. Luckily, none got into my eyes.

Just rubbing this in everyone's faces, I have never ever stole something from a store in my entire life. HA!

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Throw rocks through people's windows.
Either houses, or moving cars.

Ride our bikes through the sewers.

Put fireworks in peoples mailboxes and trash cans.

Run across the freeway.

We were some badass kids.


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"“That's the difference between me and the rest of the world!
Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!” "

Jumped off my treehouse, knocking over a bee hive on my way down. O_O

And some other stuff that involved "flying."

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Monkeys, always at your service.

This.

Except I jumped out a window and a roof. Wheeee.

I tried to protect a dog and got shot by my own cousin.

He was high....

me. I haven't. Interestingly enough, no one else ever tried pressuring me to do it either. Not even by my cousin who got me to fight the neighbor kids by lying to us for his sick enjoyment.

I also blew shit up with firecrackers and a few m-80's.

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nothing much. i was a sheltered little girl. also because i was shy and didnt have any friends(only one) and i was smart

im one of those who havent shoplifted etc one time left deli and forgot to pay(they didnt notice because of the many customers) i noticed and friends said who cares but guilt overpowered me...

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The river of life is magnificent and dangerous.

When I was really small, like 5 or 6 years old, I would climb pretty much any tree I could. There was this huge, for me, tree behind my house, about 10 metres high.
I decided to climb it, I got to about 7 metres I believe before the branches were unable to support my weight. I found that out the hard way. Branch broke and I fell 7 metres down. Lucky for me my fall was broken up along the way down by every branch on the damn tree. Hurt like hell but no broken bones.

I held an ice race with some friends. First to go 100 metres on a frozen lake with different means. We had a bike, a skateboard, pogostick and stilts. Bad idea.

And I once set a paper trash deposit on fire with fireworks. good times.

Edit: oh I forgot a few.
This was only a few years back but it was pretty stupid.
I was on a snowboard vacation with a few buddies.
At one point we decided to have a race down the mountain, with no rules. So we kept pushing and pulling each other while rushing down the slopes. A freaking miracle no one broke anything.
In the same vacation we had the brilliant idea of entertaining other people. So we all got a backpack and a boombox. put the boombox in our backpack, turned up the volume and each played different music. We had Hard rock, Gangsta rap, classical music, heavy metal and j-pop. after a few hours we nearly got our lift passes revoked.

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Do but despise reason and science,
The highest of all human gifts -
Then you have surrendered to the Devil
And must surely perish. - J.W. von Goethe

hmm i got hit by a car.. hmm i fell on the ground from the height of a tall fence.. hmm i shot a kid with a bazooka fireworks.. hmm i destroy my dad left light on his car..-.- laugh the stupidity

oh and what that thing where you put the baby on .. its is made to help the baby walk about and protect her...

w/e.. she was on that and tip to a long stair case... boom bang boom bang! and she laugh it off.. my fault.. but i didn't feel so guilty wonder why.. maybe cause she a devil child .. now and then.. weird girl in a weird family

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A kid... since I'm not even in high school, I would say childhood. My sister told me I jumped to a 2 meter pool when I was 3, I dun rememeber it at all. If it's habits then, something like hanging on the stairs rails, I actually lay down on the rails lol. I almost get hit by car often, I daze off too much... I don't shoplifts, but there are times I forgot to pay

Didn't do anything much in overall, Lucius's lists would have been awesome

Between the time i was 14 to 15 my bike's breaks didn't work, I'd simply time it well when I crossed the road after coming down a sloope...

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If you want to succeed
Then you don't need Good Luck
You need the ability to overcome Bad Luck

Happines and Light needs a source to exist
Hatred fuels itself and Darkness exist where there is no Light


† Lightmare †

When I was 14 I fell and broke my collar bone, it got deformed and I tried to punch it back in place.

just a few
played with fire (A Lot)
never had brakes on my bike (I'd always break them in the first week)
fell from high places

me, my little sister, and a group of other kids
played dodge 'em cars on a busy highway
cops were called on us a lot

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