I confess.....

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I confess, that I've spent nearly $90 on groceries, but I'm not going to say, that I wish I wasn't such a big eater, because that's not going to get me, anywhere. I love food.

If I was given the choice between spending $90 on food and looking the way I do, now and spending $50 on food, and weighing 120 lbs, I think that I'd rather spend the $90 on food, three times a month, and look the way that I do, now.

I confess, I have some ideas for the next avatar change though, it will be tomorow though..

I confess, I've always had a fondness of things that relate to faeries and such..

I confess I become strangely exhausted surrounded by too much noise - such as the video game I can hear in the background at the moment.

I confess, my style of clothing is awkward to say the least..

I confess that I'm aching all over, so I'm going to bed, and I'll be back here, in at least 6 hours. 10 at the most.

I confess, I'm trying to stay out of people's way..

I confess that I don't know, if I'm over my flu. I guess that I'll be able to tell, after I eat breakfast.

I confess, I don't feel great..

I confess that I'm hooked on The Kinks, now just let me be myself, please.

I also confess that I listen to them on Youtube, 70% of the time.

One last thing to confess. I confess that I feel as though, a big weight has been lifted off my shoulders, for confessing the two things, above.

I'm happy the way that I am, and I don't wish to be cured.

I confess.. again.. I'm very, very allergic to folks that go behind my back. Whatever intention meant.

I confess, that I need not sorry so much about things and simpy let the course of one's destiny move about..

I confess that I don't know how I've managed to misplace my phone when I saw it just this morning.

I confess that my mum is scared of me, because I know exactly who I am, and that scares her, because one myth is that a person with autism can't possibly have a personality of their own.

I confess that no matter how bad I'm feeling, when I play the piano I feel good for as long as I'm playing. The piano = awesome.