I confess that I'm far too amused by a post being made Today at 11:11:11 am 😛

I confess I'm too tired and my head hurts way to much for conflict management,.. and yet.. here I am.
Seriously, sometimes, I think I should be getting payed for this...

I confess...

I ran a bubble bath but am thinking to let the water out and take a shower later because I'm feeling temped to take some sedatives in hopes of falling asleep and drowning  😛

I confess that I want someone in my life.  To hold, cuddle and even make love with.  But I am not even in a position to have such a person and may not be.

I confess I'm thoroughly enjoying an online "playtime" with hubby where they've allowed their fluidity out and are currently playing a "she" role. Is making me all kinds of bubbly and a little proud of the timid little thing.

I confessss...I had a vonderful weekend [just] doing nuthing but watching the ducklings [14 total] scamper to the bread that I am feeding them...Life is beautiful don't you think...!!! 

I confess....I gotta start being responsible and know in my heart that I'm a man and I have no fear. I'm gonna fight this battle and win this war.

I confess that my comfort with my genitals is 90% dependent on my partner.

I confess that I want to marry her.

I confess...

That I now own a little black Prius. 

Ooh, new car? I confess, I like cars old and new. It is the inbetweens that suffer.

i confess i dont eat my veggies!

I confess:

I stay up way too late and then am completely ineffectual during the day because I'm so beyond sleep deprived and into near-comatose that it's not even funny.

I also confess that I bind way too tight, for way too long (12+ hours most days, but the very minimum is 11 hours), and even though I know how bad it is for me (and the damage it's already doing to my skin, ribs, lungs) I confess that I won't stop doing it until top surgery which is probably a year away. I can't. I absolutely can't. And I'm not posting this for attention or to be told "you shouldn't do that" but just that I always pretend that I'm responsible about binding and I need to just admit somewhere that's hopefully "understanding" about it, that I'm not.

Self-care ain't my strong point...

I confess that I have a obsession with my weight...

I confess I have no idea how I'm going to get through a family party when I can't drink

I confess I'm pretending to be okay today.

I confess I am rapidly losing interest in soccer after another red card in the World Cup, following the poor refereeing in 2006 that cost Australia a place in the final eight.

I confess that I'm too smexy for my shirt and I should be taking it all off right now! 

I confess I stayed up until stupid o'clock in the morning, finishing a painting... and am now all sore and tired.

I confess that I need to find a hobby that I can stick with aside from participating in message boards and forums. :s

I confess I don't understand flirting.. and don't really know what it is.. and so... I'm looking it up on wikipedia.