Reasons why you need to be specific with me:

First reason: I am a morally objectionable pessimistic narcissist.
Do you really need another one?

So it has come to my attention (through a conversation I had a few days ago) that my ideas on what is acceptable and unacceptable are *very* strange when it comes to what I've heard are the "Social Norms".
For instance: I don't consider sleeping in someone's bed with them anything terribly intimate. Now people can find ways to *make* it intimate, but for the most part if there is nothing going on between the two of them along the lines of unrequited love/lust then you aren't breaking any rules. Apparently I need to function on a different level than my own. I need to function on everyone elses' unspoken and unexplained comfort level... because to them, their lines are obvious.

Can I say that I am blind enough times for them to believe it?

I consider remembering someone's name as something unimportant until I've spoken to them one on one more than three times with some depth and know their partner/some of their friends. Even then, it's not needed.
I consider any pictures I have of myself in something I've worn in public in exactly the same way, essentially public access. (And to the dismay of some of my male friends, that isn't all of them.)
I consider my partner lying about having feelings for someone else as a worse offense than having sex with someone I know he has feelings for before he asks for my permission. I consider neither of these an offense worth breaking up with him for, so long as he's taken health precautions.
What in the seven hells makes you think that I'll automatically know what your rules are before you've told me? This is doubled when it's about something I consider completely innocent.
I'm a little touchy with this. I already wrote about Mr.I'm-Not-Going-To-Tell-You-The-Real-Rules, I don't need vague "You should have known" messages... GAHHH!
The worst part is that I'm on fairly good terms with the person who pissed me off with all of this. She didn't do any of these things specifically to piss me off. The only person I can blame for all of this is society I guess...

I come from a world where what I see as worship and devotion is considered base and vulgar by a good percentage of the population. Please don't assume my rules and limits are yours.

I just stopped typing to look at a dirty picture on my phone, and while it made me smile, the picture he took of his face later that day was what made me blush.

Yeah... I'm not normal... but I'm beautiful and amazing and I would do anything for the people I love... If knowing how amazing I can be is narcissism, then I'm perfectly happy being a narcissist...

A beautiful embodied narcissist.
~Naomi Marie