Truth & Confession Thread.

I just read a tweet of my fav colleague.
I admit I still think he's cute. He likes Indie music, how sweet. And recently during fire practice he wore this really nice jacket, and I thought he looked good.
I like him a lot. I can not imagine anything sexual about him. He is taken, and his girl is really nice.
But I still somehow think he's attractive - and I don't like that.
But I just read this tweet about his latest indie LP, and I couldn't help but think "awww, how cute".

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Yes... I know he is dating her
Yes... We slept together
I love him
I'm with my bf to make him jealous

I feel like I'll never be good enough

I'll admit I'm considering perhaps to possibly having a slight chance of thinking about having it be feasible to conceivably be maybe the teensiest less bit of a douche.

You don't need to try, you've already made me cry.

I confess, life's been really shizzy for me lately. Not in a bad sort of way, much more in a "I need a new change in my life" way. Gah, living a monotonous life is so...meh.

I confess that I dislike my roommate, even though she is hardly here.

loves3daysgrace wrote: I confess that I dislike my roommate, even though she he is hardly here.

Truthfully, Im a pathetic excuse of a teenage girl...
Ive never been kissed, and am too scared to kiss her...

Confession, I wish he hadnt said that, even though i wanted to hear it for so long...

I confess, I miss what we used to have.

I confess, I'm still lurking.

i confess: fucking horny again/still

I confess this made me gap and blush

I confess, I would give you my virginity.
I confess, he was right.
I confess, I'm so jealous of every other girl who gets to be around you, even though you're with me 99% of the day and we're not even together. You don't even like me that way.
I confess, I wish I could fucking relapse just so you would tell me how much you care, so you would hold me, so you would cry over me.
I confess, when you cried over me that time, I'd never felt so good. Even though you were crying because you were scared that I was going to die, that I'd stopped eating, that I threw up my food even though you ate with me.
I made you fucking cry over me, how many other girls can say that?

I confess, I wish i could confess.

I wish I could actually tell someone when I need them.
Do something for myself.