Confessions Are Good For The Soul

DamonK · 04-19-2011, 03:18 AM

I confess... her royal highness the holy terror Peppa is... well... a holy terror tonight. She did puppy 500s all through the house when I got home.
I confess... I'm dead on my feet, yet not tired.
I confess... I have a lot on my mind.
I confess... I just remembered it's Mom's birthday.
I confess... I just rubbed my head, thinking aww shit.
I confess... my determination is getting a bit stronger.
I confess... this road I'm preparing to embark on can be scary and exciting.
I confess... Peppa just lunged from across the room with her rope, spun it in the air, and came towards me and all I could say was "oh no."
I confess... I do talk out loud, even if no one's there.
I confess... the program I wish to enter will potentially be very difficult to enter.
I confess... that makes me nervous.
I confess... I was much relieved when I realized most of the first year was stuff I would need even if I didn't get accepted.
I confess... my anger has 90% died, and for that, I'm grateful.

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04-19-2011, 03:18 AM	#11
DamonK Senior Member How Do You Identify?: . Preferred Pronoun?: . Relationship Status: . Join Date: May 2010 Location: . Posts: 2,199 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 1,527 Thanked 7,762 Times in 1,881 Posts Rep Power: 21474854	I confess... her royal highness the holy terror Peppa is... well... a holy terror tonight. She did puppy 500s all through the house when I got home. I confess... I'm dead on my feet, yet not tired. I confess... I have a lot on my mind. I confess... I just remembered it's Mom's birthday. I confess... I just rubbed my head, thinking aww shit. I confess... my determination is getting a bit stronger. I confess... this road I'm preparing to embark on can be scary and exciting. I confess... Peppa just lunged from across the room with her rope, spun it in the air, and came towards me and all I could say was "oh no." I confess... I do talk out loud, even if no one's there. I confess... the program I wish to enter will potentially be very difficult to enter. I confess... that makes me nervous. I confess... I was much relieved when I realized most of the first year was stuff I would need even if I didn't get accepted. I confess... my anger has 90% died, and for that, I'm grateful.