Confess ID : erulyggr
I wish that life had a rewind button.

Confess ID : wabjxhp3
First of all, I'm afraid someone I know well is going to read this and somehow know it is me and realize that all of their suspicions about me are true. -I had a dream that I was a man and I was sexually ravaging my true, real-life female form. - I had another dream that I was Paris Hilton's lesbian lover. I liked to spank her while she said "That's hot". -When I see trash trucks compress the garbage in the back of them, I often imagine what would happen to a small child in there. -When I see Asian children in public, I feel an intense need to pat them on the head. Sometimes I can't resist. I've only been questioned by one parent. -I once used the "Star Spangled Banner" as a torture device. -I cheated on my last boyfriend with two guys in one night. -I deny doing some drugs I have done and lie about having done others I have not. I cannot explain why, even to myself. - I have a legion of imaginary friends (not in a childish sense) that I talk about openly with my real friends as if they actually exist. Sometimes I believe that they do. -I want to be double teamed by two huge men, but I'm too worried about what people would say and think if it got out. Vegas, here I come! -I went down on a teacher from my highschool at my friend's graduation party.

Confess ID : js3ni3d0
I AM ANOREXIC. I think I am turning slowly bulemic. I'm trying very hard to ignore the urge to throw up my lunch. I hate how messed up I am.

Confess ID : icawhmqd
My grandfather is dying and all i can think of that i dont want them to sell their beautiful 100 year old house. im an ass

Confess ID : eldj3pb2
I believe there is someone on the other side of the world who is just like me. I also think that we'd really get on. If it's true, they should be reading this. Why aren't you trying to find me?

Confess ID : r3bt6tgl
My boyfriend is an alcoholic parasite whom I stay with because I feel sorry for him and because he helps to pay the rent (who's the parasite NOW)? He pisses the bed and then says "Sorry, it's beyond my control. I have an affliction. I can't help it". I find this revolting and certainly discourages me from wanting to bang the stupid idiot. There ARE two other gentlemen that I WOULD seriously consider banging, though. More and more, as time goes on. Should I? "Sorry. It's beyond my control. I have an affliction. I can't help it", indeed. :)

Confess ID : asn0hhk4
My closest friend was raped by my other friend, and i didn't turn him in

Confess ID : la6vr5kb
I don't want to be human anymore.

Confess ID : 5ctb6fjw
I love him.and i know he's the one i'm supposed to marry. i love him so much it hurts, and he doesn't understand. why does he have to live in another country? why did i have to meet him. how do you continue on when you know that no one else will ever do? it is slowly killing me.

Confess ID : usbmeive
I wish he would make a move because I'm too shy to. Why does he smile and wave at me and not do anything else? It's driving me crazy.

Confess ID : o6lzpzbg
My dog died today and it hurts tremendously

Confess ID : j03wj3rz
I just want to tell all the cops in Prescott Valley, Arizona to fucking leave us alone if we haven't committed any crimes. I've had them stop me for walking before. Do you need a license to be a pedestrian now?! I've had them bug me for a tail-light I didn't even know was out and can't afford to fix [it's the circuits: not the bulb]. They are extremely sexist too. All the pretty girls I've talked to say they've been stopped 8 or 9 times and always let off witha warning. Someone needs to police the police here. They stopped my black friend and made him show a reciept for his bike, which was his all along, and no one had reported a bike stolen, but hey, he's black!

Confess ID : grbutzr6
I hate meeting people that have done all these amazing things, like serving in the Red Cross in India and backpacking across Mongolia. Then they say, "So, tell me about yourself." And I have to say, "I'm really not that interesting." And they don't believe me. But I've done nothing, been nowhere. I've never even left this shitty little state.

Confess ID : uoxmcl01
Im gay. i have no idea how to tell anyone as i have being posing as "bi" for two years now. my parents are homophobes. what do i do?

Confess ID : dngm15ad
I never passed english in highschool, I focused my intentions on a girlfriend instead. Beside that I was not extreamly good at writing anyway. But when it came to poetry I people would always comment on how brilliant my poetry was. I write poetry for every occasion and I never intended for it to be seen by anyone else but me. Infact my family dosnt know I like to write at all. Not long ago I submitted my work into a contest. Not my best work but it was still a good piece. I made it through to the Final judging none the less. This has given me confidence in my writing and I have a new dream now of getting my work published. But im afraid no one will publish me because I am not certified well enough in literature.

Confess ID : zg1ypqgq
This older black couple came in and the husband wandered around checking out games while the wife came up to the counter and starting asking me random nonsensical questions about games. All of a sudden, I see her husband drop his pants and squat down in the middle of the sales floor, and his wife starts screaming: "HE TAKIN A SHIT, HE TAKIN A SHIT, HE AINT HAD HIS MEDICINE, CALL A DOCTOR MOTHAFUCKA, LOOK AT HIM HE SHITTIN ON THE FLOOR!" I stood there in complete shock for a second as this guy shit on the floor, and grabbed the phone and walked toward him, I think I had some hazy idea of calling an ambulance or something, I really don't know. As I stood there in shock, his wife ran behind the counter, filled her purse with games, and her husband pulled up his pants and ran out of the store, leaving a huge steaming pile of shit sqaure in the middle of the sales floor. My district manager thought I was pranking him when I called in to report it. Worked out for me, I got to close the store for the next couple of days while they replaced the carpet. My best friend was a manager for Target, a few blocks down the road, and apparently they'd pulled the same thing there too. They'd ask an employee for something, the wife pulled down her pants and pissed in the middle of the aisle, and the husband took a bunch of electronics while everyone stood there in shock.

Confess ID : c0rpxmse
I still cut myself. everyone thinks i stopped after i saw the shrink, and that i was fixed, but i still do it, i just make sure no one sees it now. it makes me feel better, i'm going to go do it now. i need to fuck someone.

Confess ID : xm3wcdr0
I'm sitting here constantly avoiding this piece i have to read for class tomorrow and i just keep wondering.. damn is this what will become of me? i mean don't get me wrong i always get it done, perhaps not on time but i get it done. this isn't the reason why i chose to confess. the matter of the fact is that this is almost like an anonymous diary. so. my faith has really deflated the past few months. i've been so busy that i can't even think for myself. i need sleep but i can't sleep. sometimes i think that if i break up with him everything will be better.. i feel like i'm using him just to ease the loneliness. it's bad, i dont even trust him and i've been with him for four years.. i wish i could slap that bitch. yeah she WAS my friend but fuck i don't care. she needs to die like seriously. sometimes i daydream that i can fucking kick her ugly face in the dirt and keep kicking it till it bleeds and bleeds and breaks. i hate her for that. as for him. i want him to feel what i felt.. i wish i could just fuck someone else and bluntly show him how it feels to have your heart totally ripped from your chest. fuck i wanna punch him. what else. maybe later.

Confess ID : fzfauigk
I gave my uncle a blowjob once when I was a kid because he gave me $50, and I'm a boy which makes it even more wrong.

Confess ID : biy2zscz
Mike D I want to be with you Let's get married Just say the word and I'm yours.

Confess ID : a0amtixc
Ive lost touch with the few real friends ive had, all for a relationship that turned into shit. i regret so much that happened with her. she closed me in and away from everything i used to be. and it sucks because i never talk to my friends anymore. and i dont know what to do with her. i thought getting back together would be good, but am i just hanging onto something when i should be giving it a clean break away? I dont know. either way it just sucks. i feel so alone. and now everyones going off to college and im stuck in this shit hole.

Confess ID : uhchp2kb
Yes, I DO confess. I have a secret wish: I often dream of dying, To dissolve completely, To simply vanish, so that nothing, Not a single grain, would ever remain of me. No spark, no energy, no further existence for me, But most of all: NO REBIRTH!!! Alas, if I had this chance, this possibility, How free from worries could I be, If I only had this ONE guarantee. That there would be NO MORE tomorrows lying in wait for me.

Confess ID : zlmxmgan
Whenever my friends call, I don't pick up. They just annoy me so much.

Confess ID : qnf50kjv
I'm sorry I lied to you, not once but twice. I didn't want to be alone once I got to know you and I made the decisions for you because I thought that would keep you around. I love you, I can't sleep, I can't think, I can't even find the things I use to find happiness in happy anymore. I miss my friend baby and I know that asking you to forgive me again is like asking it to stop raining right now. I hope you forgive me. I just want it to go back to the way it was. I know there can be nothing more because of the mistakes I made but I'd rather have you as a friend then not have you at all. You are the only person in my life that knows me completely, I know that lying to you makes you feel like you don't know me but I'm still that girl you met all those years ago. But if you decided to walk away after this I don't know if I'll be alright. I don't know if I can go on without always wondering, without always comparing people to you. I'd miss you laugh, your voice, your sarcasm, everything, the way you make me smile no matter what even when you are completely pissed at me and want nothing more then to go. I'd miss you. I miss you now. I've made mistakes and I know sorry doesn't fix them but I'm willing to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, just give me that chance.

Confess ID : xrewdnwb
I think I have a vaginal infection but I'm too embarrassed to go to the doctor.