I confess.....

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I confess that sometimes I eat leftover pizza for breakfast.

I confess that I caused that burn mark on the ceiling.

I confess...i really need to get my glasses fixed.

they're super scratched and crooked and loose. they tend to slip.

I confess that because of an unfortunate circumstance in my family, there is a likelihood I will be posting less beginning TBD.

I confess that was not a joke.

I confess that if you want to know more, you'll have to PM me.

I confess that when I'm feeling down and out of place, like today, I often wish I could turn into a cat. Nobody cares what a cat says with it's body language, whether it's amused or not, about it's personal views, or whether it's a boy or girl cat. As long as it's not hostile, they often just seem to give off a happy inner-childlike feeling, something accepting along the lines of, "OMG KITTY! " when a cat wanders within proximity.

I confess that I'm happy sometimes then feel bad because I suck at sharing it. When you have a surplus of food you can simply give someone a plate. But to share happiness... some can and others can't or at least continually struggle with it. Shame because I'd like us to be happy together.

I confess...a couple of years ago, I volunteered at the Museum of Fine Arts here in Houston. I only did it so I could see naked statues for free.

I confess I kept the pictures that guy sent me even though I said I deleted them.

I confess I stopped volunteering at the Portland Art Museum in February 2013 because the volunteer organizer was being an a-hole towards me.

I confess that as much as I hate the word ret*d, I'd rather be called a ret*d than a lady. I'm even closer to being like Mick Avory, now. Congratulations to me!

I confess that I hate any word related to masculinity.

i confess my glasses r kill

I confess that I still sleep with my teddy bear.

I confess that I stole some brownies out of the pantry yesterday

That 99 percent of the people I've seen are ducking idiots.

I confess that I did certain wrong/bad things in the past because I knew I wouldn't get caught.