Secrets
The Size of Your lips changed
Please let me go Caleb, you are not here, and I don't want you to be. Not white and not black. I want home to come get me, so I can heal in an environment where nothing you showed me exists, the bad feelings don't exist either. I have never felt more alone, and you only kick me around in these dark days, after you broke my brain. I don't know what is real and what is not real anymore, that is why I demand I go where I know it's real. Where I know an XL male shirt, doesn't fit someone with my build.
By I am me Amanda Nissen/Champion4 years ago in Confessions
To Sleep or Not to Sleep
That is the question. We all make choices throughout the day, whether conscious or unconscious, that affect not only how much sleep we get, but the quality of sleep as well. Both of which are vital aspects of sleep. If rest is so important, why do so many of us struggle to prioritize it?
By Val Poulos 4 years ago in Confessions
I Sentenced a Man to Life in Prison
It was my last summer home. I had spent the last 7 months in Philadelphia making up credits after switching majors. Only 2 weeks left of life as it used to be. Hanging out with my brothers. Being the baby of the family. After graduation, I’d start my forever career... or some silly shit like that. What they used to sell to college kids. What we used to believe.
By Blake A Swan4 years ago in Confessions
A very tale
Victims, when you pass them by, especially negatives, ugly times are fixed as a tattoo I remember everything, being inferiorized every night, I remember extreme poverty victims us in the sleep of three, I remember being abused as my mother "slept," I remember the insults, the malicious, the assaults
By Keven D’wara4 years ago in Confessions
Logistics for Sluts
Last night I hit up seven different guys for a hook up. Most of them from my *BJ-only list. It's always tricky, timing wise, to send multiple homing pigeons to numerous recipients. Just how long should I wait after texting #1 (let's just refer to them by number, shall we) before texting #2, 3, 4.... I decided to let distance be my guide.
By Elle 4 years ago in Confessions
Your Safe
Trying to make sense of the things happening around me, as well as too me. I reach out to someone, who knows this place isn't safe. I mean he wont even come here, add in all the extra weird things that have developed, and there is no way the person I know, would believe I am safe. Plus who cares about anyone's opinion, me not feeling safe is enough, I don't need a co-signer for my feelings.
By I am me Amanda Nissen/Champion4 years ago in Confessions
You Got Out
Libby, I'm sure you've heard the story a million times, but once more can't hurt. My dad was gone when I was two months old, and I was five when Mom started dating your dad. I remember being six when she told me she was pregnant with you. I was a mixture of elated, nervous, and jealous. Here comes the new baby. The older sibling with no dad will no longer be the center of attention. But it was never like that with you.
By Brandy Enn4 years ago in Confessions
I Steal Glasses
I STEAL GLASSES. There, I said it and I am not ashamed. Let me explain. No, let me enlighten you! My husband and I have been together for 15 years. Dates are important to us; to all relationships, including friendships. A date, whether good or bad, is a chance to focus on one another and to create a memory. As long as you are with someone that you love, the date can’t ever be that bad. I love making memories, especially with my husband, and when we have a great time at dinner during one of our dates... I steal the glass!
By Tuesday Daily4 years ago in Confessions
My Imaginary Friend In My 30s
I can't believe I have a fucking imaginary friend!🤦🏽♀️ Shaking my head!, In disbelief at myself. I've always considered myself level headed, rational and all that shit the world considers normal, right., However!, In my late 30s whatever “it” is hovers over my every move. It doesn't talk to me or no shit like that, nor have I seen it,👀 not to my knowledge anyways🤷🏽♀️, neither do I talk to it., That cancels me out from being crazy right?!🤣., Doesn't it? I hope so! It's something like an angel so to speak because it watches over me? A spirit guide I don't remember asking for maybe?
By Jawana Davis4 years ago in Confessions
#1
Lately, I’ve been trying to come to terms with the idea of death. I feel a sense of dread whenever I think about it. Yesterday, I went to the wake of my ex-brother-in-law. He was only 49 years old. I was once again reminded of the thoughts I’ve been having. But as I reflect on many things in my life, I realized that death wouldn’t just come once. I realized that in my 40 years of existence I have actually already died many times.
By Roma RA4 years ago in Confessions
