Dronee
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i get the urge to drink weekends just to cure boardem , but iv got it down to just fri nights now i just think lifes boring and deal with it , pouring booze down my neck isnt the answer thats my confession
good one......
i get the urge to drink weekends just to cure boardem , but iv got it down to just fri nights now i just think lifes boring and deal with it , pouring booze down my neck isnt the answer thats my confession
good one......
I also feel ya, blackpuma, about the lies and misleading ideals of the 'furry fandom'. I am also a fan of it, but hate it when people assume this and that when most of whats said is untrue.
You just inspired me to mention my like of it here.
My confession is that I hate my parents with all my heart, and it sounds terrible but its true.
Didn't know what furry fandom was until I read about it hear and researched it a little. I admit I had the misconception that it was about "kinky sex between people in fox costumes" before too, but I'm glad I took the time to learn about it.
My confession is that I hate my parents with all my heart, and it sounds terrible but its true.
I don't know, I am obsessed with sports - mainly basketball and football and it's like COD it's all I know so it's all I can tell you about lol.
ha! me too! all i can talk about this time of year is football
I see dead people.
In junior high I had a pretty good group of friends. I had told one of them that I was being sexually abused by my step-father. But I was so ashamed to admit it or tell anyone else I lied to her and told her I had cancer so that she would think that I was just a huge lair,and would not tell anyone about my step dad. It worked but then a couple months later I got drunk and told my mom about him anyway. Ironically she didn't believe me and they didn't get divorced for a year(he was not allowed to live with us or be near me though).......Even more ironic I recently wrote a paper about this for therapeutic reasons, and my teacher asked me if "I was full of ****".
I've tried to commit suicide. I took several bottle of pills (Tylenol and **** like that) I was a 14 so I thought that those would do the trick. They didn't and I ended up being in the hospital for three days. At one point they thought I was going to die( I believe they said I shot my liver, but its all kinda fuzzy) anyway they called in a priest to pray with me and I cussed him out.
Not sure if they were just trying to scare me about my liver that night or what because after that I started drinking and doing drugs for a couple of years. I'm clean now
These are my main shames. I've been in some pretty dark places, so if anyone needs someone to talk to message me.
At a bible meeting at my school(we had them every Wednesday, it was a private school) This lady said something about how keeping your story to yourself is selfish, because you never know who it could help.