Shameful Confessions

Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and can't help but think, "Damn, I may just be too handsome."
Okay, seriously. What is with all you people acting like my husband? I'm starting to get paranoid.
 
WE ARE ALL YOUR HUSBAND!
I married Iwaku? o.o

I'd say I must have been drunk during the wedding, but I was six months pregnant when I got married.
 
OH

I remember this one time that I was drinking orange Gatorade while my brother and his friend were talking to me, and we were all playing a Lego Star Wars game. My brother's friend told a joke that made me spit my drink all over him and I was not sorry. :D
 
When I'm home alone for a few hours with chores or homework, I don't actually do anything except screw around on the computer until the last hour or so before someone gets home.

I panic, and do it extremely quickly.
 
I drink the last of the juice if I like the juice and leave the empty bottle on the counter.
 
I'll toot in public and blame it on my husband. .__.
 
I also typically just lay in bed all day because I'm always too fatigued to do much moving around.
 
I sign up for group roleplays and then forget about them if I have a bad day at work, never to see them again.


Instead of sleeping I come on the forums.
 
I would murder you if we shared a home.

I don't think you would. When I still lived at home, I was constantly cleaning up after my siblings and kept my own shit in check. Now that I live alone in a tiny box, I'm the only one suffering from the unwashed dishes in the sink and the dirty clothes taking over the floor so I don't bother with them. That, and the fact that now there isn't anyone yelling and raging how no one ever does anything around the house if someone forgets to clean the breadcrumbs from the table after making a sandwich.

I'm the kind of person who only bothers to do shit when not doing it would affect others.
 
I spent 4 hours creating an entire backstory/history for my character in Fallout 4. I have stuck with it in the game (18 hours in, not counting the 4 hour prep) even when it has gotten me killed on multiple occasions. I smoke the most cigarettes when creating characters, as I enjoy the outside and peace while I talk to myself and go over all of the options available to me (perks, stats, names) and I will delete a character simply because the name doesn't fit the roleplay. When I reach a point where I discover that my Roleplay doesn't make sense, or the character becomes silly, I will delete it without a moment's hesitation.

Frankly I'm surprised this character has survived this long.

Also, I love ABBA and that's nothing to be ashamed of.
 
When I was twelve..... I asked my mom for help with question on a porn game. Yet somehow I knew for some odd ass reason to go and hide, before she got out there to help me with the questions. I also didn't say it was porn questions, just questions. I didn't even know it was porn, I was just really happy and didn't want anyone else to see it.
 
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Flipping through the TV and a confessionc came to me....


I totally would have watcyhed Fifty Shades of Grey if Charlie Hunnam had been cast as Christian Grey.
 
When I'm bored, I'll make this disgusting dish I made up called "Phat Rice". It's white rice mixed with melted-cheese and mayonnaise. It's horrifically unhealthy, but I can't get enough of it.
 
I leave dishes in the sink overnight because I'm too tired to wash them :<

Sometimes I forget to move clothes from the washer to the dryer for days.. well really 1-2 days and then I have to rewash and dry, but still terrible x.x
 
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When I'm in excruciating pain, for some reason I tend to scream like a cat...and a really good one at that >.> When I'm hungry, I steal a portion of my brothers' food and mix it together with the remains of mine so that they can never know I'm eating it. Also when forced to play games with children, I manipulate them into thinking that I was holding back when they beat me...even on the rare occasions when I don't be.
 
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Sometimes I'll claim that I have to work late, but sit in a parking lot for half an hour to avoid going home instead.
 
I am incredibly vain and love to talk about myself, hear people talk about me (be it good or bad). I also re read my own posts and laugh at my own jokes.
 
I looked up what shame meant.

Nope, ain't got that.