‘Fess Up

I already had nine.

confess here.

 This website provides an outlet to the lonely, the sick, the suicidal, and the perverts? These are some laffables:

I put my penis in a Goldfish’s bowl once.

I do a lot of things, sexwise, for my boyfriend. Part of me doing it all is because I like to be a little adventurous. The other part is to please him. Damn it, if I could be bothered with the outfits and the STDs, I’d make a very good whore.

I suck cock 12 times a day

i swallowed three quarters and a dime yesterday and still havent pooped them out.

I think i’d fuck anything with tits.

I let my dog hump my leg for about 10 minutes before he stopped. To be honest it turned me on a little.

And these are my favorites:

 i absolutely hate you amy. especially your giant nose

i can’t remember the last time i brushed my teeth

The website assured extreme confidentiality about the person but nobody has considered on the possibility that it might also be a medium to help save someone’s life.

My husband says that I am special, but I am not. I feel like a heaping steaming pile of runny shit on a grating, black-tar shingle on an icy morning with frost on it. I am in total despair and I feel like I can not talk to him about it because it is not fair to him, which means I can not talk to anyone about it and I am completely alone. Everything I feel can easily be labeled “selfish” but I feel it – so everything I feel is selfish and I am not allowed to feel anything. Fuck this. I’ve been hitting myself and it feels really good. I surprised myself when I smacked myself in the face the first time, but I’ve done it many times since then and it always feels good. It feels good to finally treat myself the way I want and deserve to be treated – like SHIT. Fuck my face, fuck my body, fuck my words, my lies, my truths, my faith, fuck all of everything that I am. I want to beat the ever loving shit out of myself. I want to hit myself until I swell and bruise and bleed because I deserve every blow. I am staring at this cut on my wrist. The blood begins to flow. Sometime soon, I will lose consciousness.

My confessions made me realize the pervert in me. *snicker* . Guess guess.