One-line confessions

[sycoesis]

how to phrase this so it makes sense:

I'm a horrid human being who is angry at himself for not caring about and even enjoying the suffering of others yet at the same time not wishing to change it for fear of losing the me i have become on the thought that you are built on your core traits such as anger cruelty humility and so forth yet at the same time wish for this me to die (figuratively of course I'm not suicidal) and have a better me rise (again were talking only in a mental aspect)spending every waking thought picturing the deaths of those around me while disgusted by the fact that I'm doing so and secretly just wishing for it all to just shut the hell up and for me to cease to exist......i actually feel better and yes i know this was a lot more than a one line thing but i got caring away but to sum up

I'm a self loathing over thinking violent contradiction....also I'm atheist

 

[sycoesis]

I keep getting this urge to go out and start stabbing people with a knife. Preferably during night so I dont get caught.

i have that same urge though without the night and day part

 

[wynnsora]

I'm willing to go to a psychologist but won't talk to my parents about what happened.

 

[Syrus Vikeruce]

I dun goofed.

 

[Syrus Vikeruce]

I dun goofed

 

[Syrus Vikeruce]

I dun goofed.

EDIT: Lol whoops, double post XD

YES. I ALSO DOUBLE POSTED. ONE MORE FOR THE COOKIE JAR.

 

[spartandude]

i slept with my ex's mum

 

[Silent observer]

I'm bad at starcraft 2.






Like, really bad.

*sobs*

 

[Bomberman4000]

I've faked it.

 

[Mr Fixit]

I really need to stop trying to be so over protective of her.

 

[satsujinka]

Death is a great way to remove performance anxiety.

As a result of increasing entropy there are no consequences.

I is an oxymoron. (not bad grammar, though that interpretation is correct too.)

 

[Tharwen]

If it's stuff they have posted on the internet, I don't think they would mind too much if other people saw it, or it wouldn't be there in the first place.

Yes, but (for example) if you look on people's accounts on here, they rarely have a photo or email address attached to it. If you then do some snooping and find their Facebook account, you potentially have a photo, a name, an email address and their location. That's obviously something they wouldn't want to share publicly.

If they didn't want it in public, why would they put it on facebook?

Surely you know what I mean?

They use Facebook to talk to and share information with their friends, and assume that no random people from the internet will bother to look for it or care.

They don't put the information on websites like this one because they don't know the people on here.

 

[SnipErlite]

Death-snip

My theory on the whole afterlife thing is "I have no fucking idea and no way to prove one or the other. So let's just see what happens when we get there". I'd like to believe there's an afterlife and I do decently enough in life to get some nice rewards, but I really don't know.

Why bother agonising over it? The only way to find out is to die. The last great adventure. Or the second, if there is an afterlife. Or something.

Anyway, all the creativity and amazing things that have come out of humanity....all just down to chemicals in the brain? Seeing some of the things people create suggests to me there is something more to people. Some...swirly, multicoloured stuff which is the essence of our random behaviour and achievements and creativity. Something....strange.

 

[Outright Villainy]

I'm afraid of manequins, and those creepy statue people on busy streets.

So, basically, anything slightly uncanny.

 

[Serenegoose]

I'm afraid of manequins, and those creepy statue people on busy streets.

So, basically, anything slightly uncanny.

I seen an absolutely perfect cosplay of a weeping angel a few days ago. I was unsettled by the way it would just appear.

 

[dex-dex]

I can't say no to a nice girl.

Calumon: I ate all the pies.

so it was YOU who ate my apple pie! I am sadden by this confession.

 

[Spookimitsu]

 

[tehweave]

I might fail out of college, but my parents think otherwise because I told them otherwise.