I confess.....

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I confess I have lost my mind.

I confess I am not in a hurry to find it.

I confess that I am lonely.

I confess that I have a sick sense of humor and love dead baby jokes.

I confess that I have a sick desire to be something more than human.

I confess that I have at least 10 pictures of dead animals I found on my cell phone.

I confess that my antisocial tendencies haven't stopped me from wishing everyday that I had more friends.

I confess that I can't stop dreaming about Rhett Butler.

LASTLY, I confess that I love everything on the world except antropods (and the Yankees), despite how much they stress me out daily.

I confess that I love chicken!

I confess, I almost broke my spectacles...

I confess that my stomach is shrinking.

I confess that I'm forever frightened of my own emotions.

I confess that I can be defensive at times.

I confess, there are a great many things about myself that I've not said,. then again who would want boring,mundane bits & pieces?

I confess that I was emotionally abandoned by my family at the age of 12. They wanted me to lose my accent that comes natural to me that summer. I'm glad that I didn't lose it. That caused my to have my first suicidal thoughts at the tender age of 12. I obviously don't think that way anymore, but when both of your parents correct you in a nasty way every time that you say a sentence, and you're not even in High school, you tend to feel that way.

I confess that I play Word Moles on my blackberry pretty much constantly while I drive on the highway, I haven't caused an accident yet but I'm certainly endangering lives.

I confess, I've actually went without food once..

I confess that it's my fault that I'm alone, because I do nothing about it. At least, that's the condensed version of my thought processes.

yes ..at the beach I was looking at that girl..how can I not....wow

not wishing to have sex with her,...but rather, if she was a b***h also?

I confess, I once shaved off my eyebrows..

I confess that I ate a little girl's blood one time. My mum was babysitting, and one of the three kids that she was babysitting got her ears pierced. I had this thing about ladybugs. She asked me if I wanted to taste her blood and she told me that it tasted like ladybugs. I licked the blood off her fingertip and I got in trouble by my mum. She sent me to my room for half an hour.

I confess...

when someone on a forum says something incorect about AS I get so anious and worked up I either ramble on and on about whyy they're wrong or I eat to relieve myself of the intense anxiety I feel.

I confess, I've destroyed my own dreams..