I confess.....

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I confess that I often don't respond to posts that I strongly disagree with, because it's not worth the effort of moving past "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!".

I confess that I'm more than ready for bedtime, tonight.

I confess that I love my mum, but I'm not sure that I like her, right now. I hope that she retreats to her TV and watches American Idol, instead of toughing me up, for the real world.

I cofess, I'm glad that I did not become a permanenet fixture in the place I once had been at..

I'm looking forward to Canada Day.

I confess, I spilled spaghetti sauces on my clothes..

i confess that i sleep with a littmann stethoscope aroiund my neck cause its sooo comforting



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I confess that I like the smell of green Pine Sol the best.

I confess.... I feel like fleeing away from here. The Summers are getting so annoyingly hot and damp here, I, I, I cannot stand it no more. I absolutely hate it and I simply cannot function in the afternoons when the temperature goes above 25*C.. Tomorrow and the days after they forecast Ts around 30*C in this neck of the woods....

Bugger, I must confess.... I actually, for my physical health and state of mind, have to seriously look towards the North and find myself a place to live there.

I confess, that I can live on Shake n Bake BBQ chicken, for the rest of my life.

I confess I don't really want to go to Georgia on Friday. It's something that needs to be done, but somewhere in the years of doing it over and over again, I've grown to hate the car ride. I guess it's because I have to drive a good bit of it instead of just sleep, but I am not looking forward to it at all.

I confess that I am fascinated with fear. Not being afraid but seeing fear in others. Do any of you know what it's like to be afraid all the time and to be utterly humiliated by it? I know that feeling. My last year of high school was like that. I learned some things about what I am capable of that I cannot unlearn. I saw parts of myself I wish I could unsee. Sometimes I really want to see the same sort of fear and humiliation in others. Sometimes I want to be the scary one for once.

To have slight control over fear is to be a bully. To have great control over it is to be king. To have total control over it is to be a god.

I confess that I've got the flu, today. Nonetheless, today has been 100 times as good, as last Canada Day, and there will be no tearful meltdown, at the end of the day.

I confess, that I'm Gay. Yup, I'm a lesbian...a Kinks Fan, who happens to be Gay.

Just don't tell my parents.

I confess, I have a shiny fetish but, to say further would only make me appear even more weird..

I confess, that I take a licking and keep on ticking. Speaking of ticking, I think that I'm due for another avatar.