Real Confessions

Cruel2BKind

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I've noticed an interesting trend in Facebook. By interesting, I mean fucking ridiculous.

You have to list seven 'confessions'. A few of the ones I've come across go like;

Confession #1 I always cry at Titanic
Confession #2 I am terrified of death
Confession #3 I love barbecue chips

And other inanities

It's supposed to be a way to communicate your flaws. And I call Bull-fucking-shit. Every 'flaw' they display is a 'hollywood flaw' Like the guy who cries at romantic comedies, or the pretty girl who wears frumpy sweaters.

I wonder what I would hear if they were real confessions.

Anyone have a real confession to share?

I have one. I have always faked my orgasms. With all seven of my sexual partners, I have never had an orgasm.

I've stolen money from my little sister

I've done pot twice now, and soon, I will try Mali.

I'd like to see what my facebook friends would say to that.
 
I've noticed an interesting trend in Facebook. By interesting, I mean fucking ridiculous.

You have to list seven 'confessions'. A few of the ones I've come across go like;

Confession #1 I always cry at Titanic
Confession #2 I am terrified of death
Confession #3 I love barbecue chips

And other inanities

It's supposed to be a way to communicate your flaws. And I call Bull-fucking-shit. Every 'flaw' they display is a 'hollywood flaw' Like the guy who cries at romantic comedies, or the pretty girl who wears frumpy sweaters.

I wonder what I would hear if they were real confessions.

Anyone have a real confession to share?

I have one. I have always faked my orgasms. With all seven of my sexual partners, I have never had an orgasm.

I've stolen money from my little sister

I've done pot twice now, and soon, I will try Mali.

I'd like to see what my facebook friends would say to that.

Ay-men

I have mostly family on FB, except for the fans of my jewelry (for which I have a fan page that gets updated every now and then). So I don't do these things because I'm tempted to put the absolute truth for shock factor, and I don't want to be the cause of my grandmother's heart attack.

But here:

I like pain during sex. I know this isn't odd to a lot of people here, but I am from small-town backwoods south Texas. Liking pain is close the blasphemy here.

I do not believe in God. I never really have.

I used to cut myself. I still have the scars.
 
I confess!!

What? This isn't the Spanish Inquisition sketch? Rats! Never mind. :eek:
 
I confess...

I ordered ice from a dyslexic blond older woman on the Titanic but i didn't like it.

I don't have, nor do i want, Facebook, so there. That is the real confession.
 
Dear Reader

What TEX means to confess is: TEX is really AMICUS.
 
Dear Reader

What TEX means to confess is: TEX is really AMICUS.

I've often thought the same thing about you but Ami was much smarter and far more articulate than you could ever be. You're just a half assed troll who talks about what he has read but never writes anything.

Good luck JBJ, you'll need it.
 
Am I the only one who liked/saw titanic on this thread?

I didnt hate it. I thought her breasts were nice. :D

James Cameron knows how to direct a movie so its not as technically flawed as the haters would have you think. The strong reaction against is probably proportional to the hype it received which is usually how it goes.
 
It wasn't even technical aspects that I didn't like about the movie. I would love for the acting to have been dry and the action to have fallen flat. That would have given me a valid reason to bash the hell out of it with a sledgehammer. I just simply didn't like it. Not because it was a chick flick, not because it was sad. I just... didn't like it. *shrugs* This not liking stuff kind of makes me feel impotent in my dislike... LOL
 
Ay-men

I have mostly family on FB, except for the fans of my jewelry (for which I have a fan page that gets updated every now and then). So I don't do these things because I'm tempted to put the absolute truth for shock factor, and I don't want to be the cause of my grandmother's heart attack.

But here:

I like pain during sex. I know this isn't odd to a lot of people here, but I am from small-town backwoods south Texas. Liking pain is close the blasphemy here.

I do not believe in God. I never really have.

I used to cut myself. I still have the scars.

I like pain during sex. I know this isn't odd to a lot of people here, but I am from small-town backwoods south Texas. Liking pain is close the blasphemy here.

I do not believe in God. I never really have.

I used to cut myself. I still have the scars.


May I use your confessions for a story?
:rose:x
 
I liked Titanic the first time I saw it, and I still like it now. I guess that's a confession of sorts, given how many people love to hate it.
 
I've often thought the same thing about you but Ami was much smarter and far more articulate than you could ever be. You're just a half assed troll who talks about what he has read but never writes anything.

Good luck JBJ, you'll need it.

But you dont REALLY wanna read what I write. Your crocodile tears make me sad :( What you want is a target.
 
Am I the only one who liked/saw titanic on this thread?

My problem with Titanic, I think, stems less from the movie itself than the public reaction to it, which honestly, I found really creepy. 1200 people died and all of these people, mostly women, were weeping about how romantic it was. No, no, I don't think so. I do give Cameron props for not going for the total happy ending and having Jack survive, though.

I'm afraid other than that, I don't have much interesting to confess. Not that that particular thing is all that interesting.
 
But you dont REALLY wanna read what I write. Your crocodile tears make me sad :( What you want is a target.

No, what I want is for you to take your stupidity, your homophobia, and your racist ways and leave. It will never happen but just maybe one day we will wake up and someone will have pulled your plug. I'll smile a little when it happens and then go on about my business.
 
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