The Confessional

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I confess...now I really have made a mess - a wet little puddle between my legs has now pooled beneath my ass and I have to change the sheets - AGAIN!

Oh and I am naked...did I mention this?

And that stupid little green light won't let me forget the camera is still on and I am still being watched...

...oh fuck I confess I love this! I only wish it would last longer *sighs* and be more frequent...
...yes, I'm a slut, a whore, a fucktoy...we all know this, I'll likely wear my Master out before too long :rolleyes: with my insatiable appetite that would best most males here and just about every female too!
 
I confess I have some difficult decisions to make. I feel like my heart already made them.. it's time for my head to catch up.
 
I confess that sometimes I have difficulty letting those closest to me know how I feel about them.

I confess compassion and empathy beyond the sole emotional connection is not in my vernacular and hasn't been for a long time.

I confess that I sometimes question my humanity because of those listed above. I used to be the incredibly sensitive one. My name Monique means 'advisor' and once upon a time, I always had the right words and all the care in the world for others.

I confess it all died the day my mother shattered my heart, put it back together again and shattered it once more only to repeat this cycle continuously.

I confess to knowing at least one person here who should know how I feel about them but I just can't say it. And I guess that maybe we have more in common than either of us thought we ever would.

I confess that I really miss Rae, the sight and smell of her, the closeness and understanding between us. I miss knowing all the little things about her and sharing them like so much bad baggage. Like how I know about her little chocolate addiction and tried oh so hard to give her everything she wanted on her 18th - money, alcohol, a joke card and a box of chocolates. Her own family didn't give her as much and I just miss that sweet hug and that bright smile only I could bring to her lips. I miss going to our favourite bookstore together, our favourite coffee shop, walking around the city and laughing about everything and nothing. I miss Christmas gift exchange with her, how I got her a flowery necklace one year and she bought me the earrings that matched it. How we just knew the other would like it because we liked it...I miss that bond with her...and I never got to tell her how I felt because I have so much trouble doing that...now it's too late, I want to know if I am doomed to this cycle of behaviour?

I confess...
 
I confess to being confused on so many things anymore.
I also confess to being happy on being able to forget at least some of them for a little while lately.
 
Finally spoken to my Lit partner again in weeks. She's doing great and coming back again soon.
Which incidently makes me very happy! :D
 
I confess today I want to be a SLOTH and totally lay in bed all day........but sadly it just aint going to happen.
 
I confess that writing my first public SRP on here is scary, but also a bit liberating. In a way I hadn't expected.
 
I confess I have had better weeks... I confess as the weeks go by I desire more and more that I can't have...
 
I confess to the sin of Wrath. I want to beat common sense into our scientists for their inability to grasp that plants are the only viable method of getting oxygen on other planets.
 
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