I've always been afraid that I'd end up like my cheating father. I've always chastised couples who didn't have the guts to be honest. All this, yet I've cheated on my last two boyfriends. I feel like a hypocrite, and that I'll turn out just like my dear old dad.
hmm...a confession, huh? what the hell...
anonymous
December 4 2006, 05:09:47 UTC
i have more skeletons in my closet than anyone should have. an examle, would be, im a thief, and i have stolen thousands of dollars thruout my life easy. ive killed. this is nothing, compared to some of the other skeletons, i guess you could say. but the best part is...in spite of all these things that ive done, i have been forgiven. John 3:16. it saved me. im not perfect, just forgiven, is all. becvause of that, ive turned a new leaf. these days, noone could possibly guess who i am, from these actions. Except for the whole IP adress logger, so any newer posters beware. but, one day, it will break out of me again, this beast. its shown itself every now and then, but ive been able to control it. eventually, i'll have to let it go. Until then... all i can do is smile, and see the good things in life, until i wont be able to anymore. "Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore!""
Re: hmm...a confession, huh? what the hell...mindtoxinsDecember 4 2006, 05:28:28 UTC
I wouldn't do anything with the IP Logging business, I was sincere when I said this would remain confidential, I haven't even looked at them. Everyone deserves a chance to anonymity.
I can honestly say that nobody truly knows me; I don't even know myself. And I have a knack for loving the wrong people; it's because of them I can trust no one.
I am a crazy bitch, really I get psycho, I just look nice on the outside, but inside I am this pyschotic mess...plus, I think my boyfriend is cheating on me.
One numb nostril and two bloodshot eyes later, I'm wondering why I do this to myself. I'll never understand. Maybe it's the desperation for...something. I'm not quite certain. I just know that it hurts and I've allowed myself to succomb to it. A friend cuts me an l and I don't even think twice before rolling up a Washington and hoovering it off the Star Wars Episode Five DVD case.
I'm numb with life, not just the coke in my system. I've got the best boy I could ever fucking hope for, let alone ask for, and yet here I am- doing this. Just because there are some things about my life I still cannot handle. Even though this isn't even "handling" it, in the slightest. This is just making the problems exponetially worse. There is no circumvention here.
One numb nostril dripping snot and two tear-filled eyes later and I'm wondering why I can't let myself fall into him and let him catch me. I've always caught people. I've never known what it is to really rely on someone. I just wish I knew how to let go and just fucking fall.
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im not perfect, just forgiven, is all. becvause of that, ive turned a new leaf. these days, noone could possibly guess who i am, from these actions. Except for the whole IP adress logger, so any newer posters beware.
but, one day, it will break out of me again, this beast. its shown itself every now and then, but ive been able to control it. eventually, i'll have to let it go. Until then... all i can do is smile, and see the good things in life, until i wont be able to anymore.
"Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore!""
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I'm numb with life, not just the coke in my system. I've got the best boy I could ever fucking hope for, let alone ask for, and yet here I am- doing this. Just because there are some things about my life I still cannot handle. Even though this isn't even "handling" it, in the slightest. This is just making the problems exponetially worse. There is no circumvention here.
One numb nostril dripping snot and two tear-filled eyes later and I'm wondering why I can't let myself fall into him and let him catch me. I've always caught people. I've never known what it is to really rely on someone. I just wish I knew how to let go and just fucking fall.
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