I confess.....

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Sometimes I like to put myself in harms way.......as much as I deny it and try to claim I honestly have feelings of regret for certain things it is there. I mean I once got drunk, decided to take 60 mg of adderall and then ate some shrooms....not that it is a toxic combination but it was potentially dangerous and my goal was to get as f*cked up as possible because I was frusterated about my belief that my entire life was going to sh*t that week.

I confess that I almost dozed off 30 seconds ago.

I confess that I have a phobia of stickers, is there a name for that?

A phobia of stickers is better than the worst one ever. Pickles.

I confess that I've tried to accept myself, but it is impossible because I hate myself in many departments (though not all)
I also confess that I am negative far too much.

i confess i think ten is a lovely kid and shouldnt be so hard on himself.
forgive me father.

lol, OSB, you don't know me, you know!

i know enough

I know enough that Onestep is perfect in imagery and Ten is handsome.

I confess that, no matter how hard I try to be tomboyish, to not want a boyfriend/husband, to hate children and not want any... the truth is that, deep down inside, I feel the opposite of all of those things.

If I truly didn't want those things, then why do romance novels tug at my heartstrings? Why do I bother to put so much detail into the romantic relationships and families who reside in my imaginary world?

I need to quit kidding myself and start embracing who I truly am inside: a girly-girl who believes in the power of true love.

I confess that if I feel pressure not to post about The Kinks, I can end up starting some pretty bad topics that can get me banned, though it's not my intent. Obsessions are a personal thing to be controlled by the person who has them in any way that they wish to do so. The individual can share or hide them to the intensity that they wish to do so, without interference from another member.

I confess, I care too much what people think about me, and then the next minute I don't give a crap....

I confess that I keep my poor appetite a secret from my mum.

i confess that in some areas of my life i am frankly stupid.

I confess I've been called opinionated far too many times in my life than I want to hear.. Why just today someone called me that again