Confess ID : 6ys2pz3g
I am not as intelligent as I act. I am getting more and more stupid as time passes, and pretending to be smarter and smarter. I don't even try to educate myself anymore. I have given up. I am terrified of being found out.

Confess ID : gfpucheq
I believed that you believed in me, that you were different. i guess i was wrong.

Confess ID : khfaln6l
I wanted to tell you all my secrets but you became one instead

Confess ID : cktawl45
I feel guilty about it, but I really like marijuana. I'm a very high-stress person, and it really helps me relax like nothing else can. My mind, which usually whips along at a dizzying pace, completely mellows out. But I don't get entirely stupid. Because I'm calmer, I get much more creative. The only problem is that I want to draw, write prose, and write poetry all at once, haha. My ideas are all so tangible, I can actually make them out. I want to do them all at once, before my mind speeds back up and I can't see them clearly any more. Marijuana also helps me fall asleep much more easily, again because it evens out my mind. Unfortunately, it's illegal, expensive, and almost all of my friends look down upon it. I have almost a gram in my room. If I weren't so full of guilt, I'd smoke a tiny bit and write up a storm before falling into an easy sleep. Stupid anti-drug campaigns. Logically, I know that it honestly seems to have more positive effects than negative. (I don't just mean for me, personally. Check out some of the articles written by people who don't have a point to prove, but are just stating the facts, such as straightdope.com. [Despite the name, it has nothing to do with drugs.])

Confess ID : ruvj5utr
I have two large essays due tommorow in a class i'm almost failing already and i haven't even started either, i'd rather read about other peoples problems, damn school will be the end of me.

Confess ID : wql2fv2p
I feel incompetant. i don't even know how to spell that word. i feel like everything in my life is falling apart completely. i haven't really had a conversation with my dad in forever, and i have to make up excuses to "pick something up at the house". sometimes i wonder if he cares about me or not, as silly as that sounds. even though i have great friends, i feel like i can't open up to anybody. i physically can not open up to my family. i don't know why. i'm overly sensitive. i cry at EVERYTHING, and i take EVERYTHING to heart. although on the outside i seem like a fun loving, crazy person, i really think i'm depressed. in fact, i think i've been depressed for the past year and a half or two years. i just haven't been able to open up to my family about it. i also have serious self image issues i've been dealing with forever. i'm fat, and i always have been. always. i keep telling myself to work out and to stop eating so much, but i don't know why i can't stop. it's like an addiction. and it kills me when i can't fit into the jeans or skirt that i could fit into last season. at work, things aren't that great either. i started out as this hard-working employee who the boss loved, and now i feel just so incompetant. like i can't do anything right. i know i sound so emo, but this is supposed to be a confession, am i right? i cry for hours on end because i'm just so lonely. and the sad thing is i think i'll be lonely forever. i can't picture myself falling in love with somebody and being able to open up to them, or having somebody fall in love with me, period. i know i should have confidence and i mean, i think i'm a good person and all. i just can not picture it. i really miss my dad, even though i say i hate him. and i really do love my family, even though i say i hate them too. i would never be able to survive if anything happened to them.

Confess ID : mmws4xgq
I really really really want to make passionate love to you. You have no idea, girl. I would do anything for you. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Ever. I sware to god. But I know for a fact you wouldn't go for me. But I really am working on cleanin up my language, bein a gentleman. I want you so bad.

Confess ID : 5adx5mhk
It hurts me when you say I "don't count" just because I'm bisexual. It really sucks to be unsexed.

Confess ID : iy4lkd3k
I sleep completely nude. It's not even something I think about anymore, I just do it.

Confess ID : 5toetfoj
I like to show people up. it makes me feel good. and i really do my best work when i try to outshine them.

Confess ID : pv4y4eat
I fantasize about someone who doesn't exist. I made up this character in my head and I masterbate thinking about her.

Confess ID : f35eatey
My husband and I just spent $13K doing IVF to try and have a child, and we found out today it didn't work. I had a "chemical pregnancy" which means I was pregnant for about a week and then the embryo died. I am just devastated. We don't really have the money to do IVF again but we probably will. LISTEN, GIRLS do NOT think you can "just have IVF" and have a baby like snapping your fingers when you are older and have an established career! The media lies to us all the time and tells us it's easy, and it's not!! If you are 30 and married, you'd better get busy RIGHT NOW because at 35 you are of "advanced maternal age," meaning it is hard as hell to get pregnant!!! But the media looks at big stars like Geena Davis who have babies when they are in their 40's and make it look easy. (BTW, Geena probably had to have donor eggs instead of using her own is that what you really want? Raising somebody else's kids and paying $20K just to get the eggs?) I am just so mad. I honestly had no idea it was so hard to get pregnant when you are older. My mom always told me "don't get pregnant" meaning when I was 15, of course and now it's so ironic that I can't. Don't be like me, girls. Don't do it when you're 15 (cause it's incredibly hard to raise a kid when you're just a teen yourself), but if you are 30 now, GET MOVING!!!!!!

Confess ID : pki603as
I'm afraid that I will never be loved again, and that one time that I was for a few years will be the only time. Once a man finds out im poisoned he won't want to touch me. that's going to hurt so bad.

Confess ID : an1nwjva
I think I'm an atheist. I'm in college now, but I used to be a major youth-group kid.waved my hands and praised jesus at 1000 church camps. I was even a church camp counselor last summer! But I've never believed any of it.I try, but I just can't. I think people made up heaven because they're scared of death, and hell to make people be good during life. It's LIFE that's important, people!

Confess ID : papi2uq2
IM GAY

Confess ID : s5qe2etp
If I can't stop thinking about him, I will go crazy. Face it, he hasn't called for months and months and months. But I keep thinking that I will run into him, and he will be like, oh wow! Why did I ever ditch you?...and we will live happily ever after. That is sooooo not gonna happen. So I wish I could have that piece of my brain, with all those happy memories in, CUT OUT! And just remember all the (many) times that he was such a total dickwad to me.

Confess ID : 1343deje
Alchohol is the only way I can cope with not being loved back.

Confess ID : wvmvzy03
I cannot let any one see the real me.. I make up people in my mind (that represent a side of me) Then I lie to every one that is close to me about them being alive.. Then I cause drama with them.. I like to mess with peoples heads.. Even my lovers. I dont know why.. I just do.. Sometimes I feel terrible.. Sometimes I just want to kill myself. Sometimes I just cant get out of my imaginary world.. I want some one to help me.

Confess ID : q0l5rhga
There is a guy, Martin. He confuses me. I never know how he feels OR what he thinks. He is not my type. But he is weird and I like that. Also, I love how he is shy. It makes me smile inside. He makes cute noises. For some reason. I understand him without even knowing. He is the first guy that I really have clicked with sexually. Honestly. If we don't work out I wonder if there will be someone else that I will be so connected with. Without being so very unconnected. Do U Understand Me?

Confess ID : leow1tf3
One time in college, I woke up and my roommate and I were naked on the couch spooning each other. There was a bottle of chocolate syrup spilled on the floor. The worst part is, I kind of want to do it again.

Confess ID : 5io2x3do
I'm a highly intelligent woman. I'm funny, and clever. I care about things. I'm good companty. I'm sorta cute. Guys stare at me. Women stare at me! I get an average of one pass a week. So why am I so completely convinced I'm unbelievably ugly? Why do I obsess about my looks day and night? Why can't I believe that I'm pretty? Why is it that when I look in the mirror I want to throw up, and photos of myself make me cry, cos all I can see is ugliness? Why am I so fucking stupid?

Confess ID : qk44imef
I'm not comfortable with my current weight and i don't like taking off my shirt. (i'm a guy)

Confess ID : o6mg4bga
Suffering may be solitary but i would rather have someone to carry me through

Confess ID : 5fgcwty3
I was on the BART train and there was this little kid with his mom sitting near me, and his mom was falling asleep, and this kid came over and started rubbing his crotch against my leg. I freaked out and went to the next car.

Confess ID : jdta46ji
I've stopped going to two of my classes because one of em is way to hard and the other one I was retaking and feeling like its a waste of time. All dumb reasons. why can't I just be smart like everyone else. why am I wasting hard earned money on something I seem to have lost interest in. I really don't know how some of these people do it. I need a better life, how do these people do it?