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Anyways, post your own confessions.
I took the cookie from the cookie jar.

Since confession is good for one's soul, I thought I'd confess something to you folks tonight. And in the interest of not making this a blog type of spam, I want you to confess something. Don't make it silly like "I confess I have pink underwear on" Make it something personal or deep. Getting it off your chest will help you out in many ways.

Anyways, my confession is a two part one, but can be summed up in one sentence. I was fake and a failure in my Christian life. I know that I have come on here parading around about how I love Jesus, and this and that. But in reality, I don't know that I did love him, or at least love him in an active way. I was passive in my lifestyle. I said, but didn't do. I was a hearer of the word, but not a doer of the same word. That constant way of life only dragged me down into doubt and despair, and although I never even tried it, the thought of ending everything, including my life, was in my head on a constant basis. You see, I struggled with so many things in my life. I had a foul mouth, a lustful heart, and a lying, self deceiving mind. So in a sense, I was Christian only in name, but not in action. I wore the mask, but never played the part.

Not only did I fail Christ and myself in this fake lifestyle. I also failed everyone I came in contact with. Ever person I every talked to, or walked by, I failed them. There were countless of people that were looking for their answers, and needed a hand in life, and I could have been that hand to help them out, but I wasn't. I didn't comfort the weak, or those with struggles. I told people I prayed for them, but really just said I did. I told people that God was going to make it better, and then secretly thought the opposite. I was a bad person. I talked the big talk, but when it came to do the walking, I just stood still. And now, I wish I hadn't There were so many lives I could have helped, so many people I could have made feel alright, but I didn't. Those were my sins.

But now....Oh my.. Now I am fire inside. This is the first time in the nearly 6 years of claiming to be a christian, that I have actually felt this way. I have a passion in me that I have never felt before. There is no doubt. This is no lying to myself. I have hope. I have peace of mind. God has blessed me this past weekend. I no longer feel the need to be passive. I am actively loving God now. I am passionately in love with the one that died on Calvary. I am going to reach out to others now. When I see some one in need, I will extend my hand to them. If some one needs prayer, I will pray right there for them. When someone needs encouragment, I will raise them up to feel the same thing I am feeling.

The Spirit of God descended on me today. It was the first time I have ever felt this. I mean, I have previously felt God trying to reach out to me and convict me. But this is different. I was just praying, and He delivered me. I am FREE!!! I have died to the world, and my sins, that I may live with Christ. When I recieved this annointing, tears came flooding out of my eyes, uncontrallably. And they were a mixture of sorrow for how I was, but more importantly they were tears of Joy for how I am now. I wasn't able to speak a word, as I was in such awe of the presence of God. I actually trembled. And as I type this, I have to keep stopping as I am choking up a little bit. I know I can't see God, or prove that He is real to any of you, but I know now, more than ever, that He is 150% real. I know He is real, because He has saved even me. And I know that if you let your guard down to, and you draw near to Him, He will draw near to you.

And I got off on a testimony, but I have to tell everyone I come across that God has made me whole. If I don't, then what will He have died for?

Anyways, post your own confessions. And make them deep dangit :p

I cant express this without sounding cheesy or shallow, but that is wonderful for you. I respect those stronger in faith than I am.

I am glad you have this "fire" you call it, I recommend a lot of prayer before jumping into the deep end of anything though.....make sure that you know what God is saying......less talking more listening. (just my advice)

As for my confession? everything in my life is out of balance, it's all teetering on the cliff and I am waiting for the crash. I am not doing well in general with anything lately. I keep thinking I will persevere but the truth is I am getting tired of trying to survive. I found out today that I lost one of my most important jobs, which is devastating, but probably for the best, since everything is teetering anyway, and I feel on the brink of badness. (not the good kind of badness either) I also found out today that a close friend committed suicide, and I probably could have helped if I weren't too busy with my unbalanced life, not that I think it's my fault, but he called Friday and I didn't answer the phone even though I knew it was him, he left a generic message, and I didn't call him back. His mom found him this morning, she hadn't heard from him since Friday, and according to her I am the last person he called (but, she is manipulative so I don't know if I believe that).

I am battling my demons right now, and I am starting to feel like they are going to win out......so I guess Zilam you can pray for me. :(

I too have a confession to make.


I'm Batman.

I am glad you have this "fire" you call it, I recommend a lot of prayer before jumping into the deep end of anything though.....make sure that you know what God is saying......less talking more listening. (just my advice)

As for my confession? everything in my life is out of balance, it's all teetering on the cliff and I am waiting for the crash. I am not doing well in general with anything lately. I keep thinking I will persevere but the truth is I am getting tired of trying to survive. I found out today that I lost one of my most important jobs, which is devastating, but probably for the best, since everything is teetering anyway, and I feel on the brink of badness. (not the good kind of badness either) I also found out today that a close friend committed suicide, and I probably could have helped if I weren't too busy with my unbalanced life, not that I think it's my fault, but he called Friday and I didn't answer the phone even though I knew it was him, he left a generic message, and I didn't call him back. His mom found him this morning, she hadn't heard from him since Friday, and according to her I am the last person he called (but, she is manipulative so I don't know if I believe that).

I am battling my demons right now, and I am starting to feel like they are going to win out......so I guess Zilam you can pray for me. :(
I am sorry I can not pray for you but you have my deep and heartfelt wishes you are always welcome to talk things over with me if you want and if you want messenger screen names just send me a message I will give them to you

I punched a hole in my apartment wall and have yet to tell my roommates (although, they probably heard me do it)
I do plan on fixing it tomorrow tho...

I am glad you have this "fire" you call it, I recommend a lot of prayer before jumping into the deep end of anything though.....make sure that you know what God is saying......less talking more listening. (just my advice)
Oh yeah. I know what you are saying. I have vowed not to screw this up. I am being cautious but risky at the same time. And it is a fire. I can feel it burn so deeply inside me. :)


As for my confession? everything in my life is out of balance, it's all teetering on the cliff and I am waiting for the crash. I am not doing well in general with anything lately. I keep thinking I will persevere but the truth is I am getting tired of trying to survive. I found out today that I lost one of my most important jobs, which is devastating, but probably for the best, since everything is teetering anyway, and I feel on the brink of badness. (not the good kind of badness either) I also found out today that a close friend committed suicide, and I probably could have helped if I weren't too busy with my unbalanced life, not that I think it's my fault, but he called Friday and I didn't answer the phone even though I knew it was him, he left a generic message, and I didn't call him back. His mom found him this morning, she hadn't heard from him since Friday, and according to her I am the last person he called (but, she is manipulative so I don't know if I believe that).

I am battling my demons right now, and I am starting to feel like they are going to win out......so I guess Zilam you can pray for me. :(

Smunkee, You are definitly on my prayer list darling. Actually as soon as I type this, and hit submit, I am going to pray for you :). And I know that God wants to comfort you. I mean, its not like God sits here and puts us through misery and hell in order to please himself in a sick, sadistic way. God only gives us as much as we can handle, and if your burden is to heaven, then give it all to Christ, for his yoke is easy, and his burden is light.

I too have a confession to make.


I'm Batman.

Sweet lord, I fell off the chair. Sigged. :D

I took the cookie from the cookie jar.

:eek:

That was you!?

Anyways, post your own confessions. And make them deep dangit :p
I must confess that I didn't read your post, because I noticed that it was long, involved Jesus, and had no jokes involving ritual disembowlment.

In the interests of being deep, though I'll offer a bonus confession: I use people. Not on purpose, but just as a matter of habit. Consciously, I've tried to compensate in a number of ways, but somehow I always manage to get more from others than I'll ever give back, and I can't bring myself to pay attention to people who I don't think will provide me with something I want.

I am glad you have this "fire" you call it, I recommend a lot of prayer before jumping into the deep end of anything though.....make sure that you know what God is saying......less talking more listening. (just my advice)

As for my confession? everything in my life is out of balance, it's all teetering on the cliff and I am waiting for the crash. I am not doing well in general with anything lately. I keep thinking I will persevere but the truth is I am getting tired of trying to survive. I found out today that I lost one of my most important jobs, which is devastating, but probably for the best, since everything is teetering anyway, and I feel on the brink of badness. (not the good kind of badness either) I also found out today that a close friend committed suicide, and I probably could have helped if I weren't too busy with my unbalanced life, not that I think it's my fault, but he called Friday and I didn't answer the phone even though I knew it was him, he left a generic message, and I didn't call him back. His mom found him this morning, she hadn't heard from him since Friday, and according to her I am the last person he called (but, she is manipulative so I don't know if I believe that).

I am battling my demons right now, and I am starting to feel like they are going to win out......so I guess Zilam you can pray for me. :(
I'll keep you in my thoughts (by the way, thanks very much for the message the other day. It made me smile)

Some really cool (albeit anonymous) secrets/confessions here. (http://deviantartsecret.deviantart.com/)

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?

*wonders who is on the list* :p

Deep enough for you?
That depends on whether the pun was intentional, I think.

I too have a confession to make.


I'm Batman.

I knew it! :D

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?

deeper. ;)

I cant express this without sounding cheesy or shallow, but that is wonderful for you. I respect those stronger in faith than I am.

Hah. Thanks, but don't see it as me being "stronger in faith", because that could give me a big ego. I just took the first step out of the boat. Jesus called out my name, and I am going out to Him. I mean, I don't expect to walk the whole distance without sinking, as there will be rough waters, and I will fall here and there, but I know he is there to lift me up. All you gotta do is get out of the boat :)

hey, good for you zilam. i'd love to feel that convinced and envigorated by something.


i confess i am scared, shit scared. of life, the future, the present, other people, intimacy, work, play, my mind and my thoughts, my behaviour, my family, my bank, my university, my flatmate...

practically everything in my life at the moment fills me with dread.

i've always had escapist fantasies, but now more than ever before i want to run away. i want to run away from everything. but i don't know where to go and i don't have the means to go. i'm trapped in a vicious circle with my fears by my own (largely self-inflicted) limitations and circumstances. and i don't know what to do. apart from going quietly insane i can't see any way out, any opening to move forward, just an inexorable spiral downwardsl.

shit, i sound like a fucking emo. i'm wearing yellow and christina aguilera just came on the stereo, i can't be emo. *slaps self* fucking idiot.

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?

Normally, I'd act all disapproving or something else like that, in the spirt of "being a christian". But this, or any of these other joke comments won't get me down. Im in too good a mood to be discouraged :)

I am glad you have this "fire" you call it, I recommend a lot of prayer before jumping into the deep end of anything though.....make sure that you know what God is saying......less talking more listening. (just my advice)

As for my confession? everything in my life is out of balance, it's all teetering on the cliff and I am waiting for the crash. I am not doing well in general with anything lately. I keep thinking I will persevere but the truth is I am getting tired of trying to survive. I found out today that I lost one of my most important jobs, which is devastating, but probably for the best, since everything is teetering anyway, and I feel on the brink of badness. (not the good kind of badness either) I also found out today that a close friend committed suicide, and I probably could have helped if I weren't too busy with my unbalanced life, not that I think it's my fault, but he called Friday and I didn't answer the phone even though I knew it was him, he left a generic message, and I didn't call him back. His mom found him this morning, she hadn't heard from him since Friday, and according to her I am the last person he called (but, she is manipulative so I don't know if I believe that).

I am battling my demons right now, and I am starting to feel like they are going to win out......so I guess Zilam you can pray for me. :(

*offers hug*

teetering sucks. i'm feeling similar at the moment. have some solidarity from me :)

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?

Now that has got me curious as to my placement on said list but ... lol

I am a horrible person, that's my confession. I'm probably the worst pacifist in the world, since I run around saying I don't believe in hate, but, hell, do I ever hate people. I hated this one girl, just because she was perfect. It was at this recital, and she and I were the only two girls singing. She was up first, and the moment I saw her, I thought, "That girl cannot be good at singing." She was this perfect little iredescent bubble, with soft yellow hair, and perfect round cheeks, and wide blue eyes. She spoke softly, and giggled with every word, and had this sort of flimsiness to her. In my experience, girls like that are not good singers. But she was. She had a light, soaring soprano voice, that floated effortlessly up to the notes. The audience could have just collectively closed it's eyes and spent the whole night listening to her weave soft ribbons of breath. And then I had to perform. I'm what we call a dramatic soprano, the kind of girl you expect to be forty, over-weight, and wearing a viking hat. I don't touch the notes; I hit them. I can actually break people's eardrums on high notes, my voice is so loud and heavy. I felt so awkward standing there, shrieking away, looking ugly and pale, while she giggled in the audience, tossing her perfect blonde ringlets. And I hated her, with a deep and unbridled passion. I wanted to smash her perfect face in that very moment. But really, I just hated myself. Hated that I'm not popular and pretty, and hated that I'm so goddamn awkward. And I couldn't accept that, so I poured it all over her, and god only knows she didn't deserve that. She was just a perfect little soubrette who had no idea what she did wrong.
Beyond that, I also made sacrifices to pagan gods while praying that this guy would break up with his girlfriend. Well, he did, and now things are just more screwed up than before. I think by now you can all tell what my big character flaw is.

And, BTW, I'm proud of your confession, Zilly, even if I'm not a Christian myself.

-snip-

You are not horrible, and if you are considered horrible, then what I was, well, it was beyond horrible. I think that you are going through what is called "human nature". Doesn't it suck? However, I know (and Im not going to get preachy) the cure for that. I'm sure you know what my answer might be in a general sense, and yes it does deal with God, but there is a more specific answer if you want to ever hear it :)

And like I said, you're not horrible, just human.

Normally, I'd act all disapproving or something else like that, in the spirt of "being a christian". But this, or any of these other joke comments won't get me down. Im in too good a mood to be discouraged :)

That wasn't a joke comment.

I'm watching Legally Blonde. :eek:

:rolleyes:


Well fine! Don't ask me for another confession then, if you're going to roll your eyes at the one I've given!

*cries on Sumamba's shoulder*

That wasn't a joke comment.

:rolleyes:


I'm watching Legally Blonde. :eek:

:eek: I was actually watching it too :p

:eek: I was actually watching it too :p

:D

What should I watch now?

:D

What should I watch now?

Well, the Three Amigos was on AMC. I suggest that movie. Its a classic :D

Well, the Three Amigos was on AMC. I suggest that movie. Its a classic :D

Ah, I found Good Will Hunting. Gah. Choices..

Confession: I haven't taken a shower in days.

I don't know what to confess. I have a lot... I feel bad now. :(

Ah, I found Good Will Hunting. Gah. Choices..

Confession: I haven't taken a shower in days.

While I was at the retreat, I was "forced" to take a very cold shower :(. So I think I'd rather have no shower over the cold shower.

Here, for all the deep religous types in here. I say this not to spam, or to flame. I say this to Liberate. Don't live your life according to an ancient text written over 2000 years ago that has no relevance today. Live your life according to what you, not them, YOU, YOURSELF, need and desire. I'm not saying dont believe, but dont follow organized religion. Its a simple establishment designed for power, money, and oppression. Break free from the dark chains, chains that have no meaning in the here and now. God did not write the bible, it was written by multiple different authors over several thousand years, and then the Catholic Church of Rome put it all together around 300AD. They pourpesly left out many texts as well that didnt go along with what *their* version of Christianity was. Many, many more texts were written in the middle ages by the church that have no relevance to orginal christianity at all, like purgatory or the rapture, the former was actually made up in the early 1900s. I say this not to inferiate you or decide your faith to you, I'm saying this to take your life into your own hands and YOUR own destiny. That is how you take great strides. Blind faith is a very dangerous thing. Its what leads to things like Terrorism.....

I don't know what to confess. I have a lot... I feel bad now. :(

Confess only what you feel the need to. Any bit you confess lets you be a bit freer. :)

Confess only what you feel the need to. Any bit you confess lets you be a bit freer. :)There's... just so much... guilt. Argh. O.O

I need a therapist.

Here, for all the deep religous types in here. I say this not to spam, or to flame. I say this to Liberate. Don't live your life according to an ancient text written over 2000 years ago that has no relevance today. Live your life according to what you, not them, YOU, YOURSELF, need and desire. I'm not saying dont believe, but dont follow organized religion. Its a simple establishment designed for power, money, and oppression. Break free from the dark chains, chains that have no meaning in the here and now. God did not write the bible, it was written by multiple different authors over several thousand years, and then the Catholic Church of Rome put it all together around 300AD. They pourpesly left out many texts as well that didnt go along with what *their* version of Christianity was. Many, many more texts were written in the middle ages by the church that have no relevance to orginal christianity at all, like purgatory or the rapture, the former was actually made up in the early 1900s. I say this not to inferiate you or decide your faith to you, I'm saying this to take your life into your own hands and YOUR own destiny. That is how you take great strides. Blind faith is a very dangerous thing. Its what leads to things like Terrorism.....

For a book written 2000 years ago, it is more relevant today than any other book published, EVER. :)

For a book written 2000 years ago, it is more relevant today than any other book published, EVER. :)

As a compilation there are a tone of books as relevant today.
And there are parts like many books that have parts not so relevant today as well.

Do you mind if I TG you?Sure go ahead.

For a book written 2000 years ago, it is more relevant today than any other book published, EVER. :)

How so?

There's... just so much... guilt. Argh. O.O

I need a therapist.

Do you mind if I TG you?

"I had a foul mouth, a lustful heart, and a lying, self deceiving mind."

Who ever told you that Christians eyes don't wander?
It's not the lust that is a sin. It's acting upon that lust. It isn't words that are a sin, but using those words to purposefully hurt another person. You cannot control your mind, only your actions.

Even I know this and I'm an athiest.
*pats your back*
You only fail God when you fail yourself. Keep your chin up and do what is best. Wanting a beautiful woman to give you your jollies ain't a sin. It's nature. "God" gave you that nature. God wants you to overcome your lust.

With that in mind..... *smacks you* What crap-ass church do you go to that makes you think these things are wrong? Find a new one. I'm an athiest, but I have my own custom-engraved bible. I don't believe, but I understand and learn. I know the words in the book. Do unto others. Not think unto others.

SEACREST OUT

As a compilation there are a tone of books as relevant today.
And there are parts like many books that have parts not so relevant today as well.

Like a book about dance moves from the 60s? :D

Like a book about dance moves from the 60s? :D
Exactly lol

As a compilation there are a tone of books as relevant today.
And there are parts like many books that have parts not so relevant today as well.

Well, I think that the "So and so begat this and that" Isn't relevant, I'll give ya that. But honestly, everything else has a deep purpose, and IS relevant to whatever is going on in life.

"I had a foul mouth, a lustful heart, and a lying, self deceiving mind."

Who ever told you that Christians eyes don't wander?
It's not the lust that is a sin. It's acting upon that lust. It isn't words that are a sin, but using those words to purposefully hurt another person. You cannot control your mind, only your actions.

Even I know this and I'm an athiest.
*pats your back*
You only fail God when you fail yourself. Keep your chin up and do what is best. Wanting a beautiful woman to give you your jollies ain't a sin. It's nature. "God" gave you that nature. God wants you to overcome your lust.

With that in mind..... *smacks you* What crap-ass church do you go to that makes you think these things are wrong? Find a new one. I'm an athiest, but I have my own custom-engraved bible. I don't believe, but I understand and learn. I know the words in the book. Do unto others. Not think unto others.

SEACREST OUT

O RLY?

Matthew 5:27-28
"You have heard that it was said, 'You shall not commit adultery.' But I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lustful intent has already committed adultery with her in his heart.

Romans 1:24-25
Therefore God gave them up in the lusts of their hearts to impurity, to the dishonoring of their bodies among themselves, because they exchanged the truth about God for a lie and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever! Amen.

Looks like you misread your book or didn't read all of it if you think is says, Not think unto others, because clearly the scripture does tell us to care about what we think about.

Hmmm.. I should make some admissions of my own.

I haven't bathed in about 8 days. Not from choice, but we ran out of oil for hot water, and then once we got hot water again I didn't have any clothes... so I've just not bothered as of yet.

Also, I think my brothers best friends mother is gorgeous, I've had sexual fantasies about nearly all of my best friends (all female), sometimes more than one girl at a time, I've cheated on my ex to get back at her for cheating on me, I drink out of the jug, I love porn, I laugh at people when they fall down..

Some "confessions" I'm not afraid to state often and in any company, but I will say here: I fully support gay rights, I do not believe condoms should be a "sin" to use, I suppoty abortion, and I cannot even FATHOM why stem-cell research would ever be illegal. According to my "God fearing" mother I'm going straight to the deepest bowels of Hell for my beliefs.

But then again.. as an athiest I don't go to Hell. I have no religion. I merely die. Her however, will be banished to Hell for passing judgement on another person. Guess she skipped that chapter...

More confessions as I decide to write them!

-snip-

You have heard that it was said to those of old, 'You shall not commit adultery.' But I say to you that whoever looks at a woman to lust for her has already committed adultery with her in his heart.” (Matthew 5:27-28)
-edit- Beat by PootWaddle!
How so?

Name any issue, and you can find an answer from looking in the bible. :)

Sure go ahead.

Mail is in the box ;)

O RLY?

Matthew 5:27-28
"You have heard that it was said, 'You shall not commit adultery.' But I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lustful intent has already committed adultery with her in his heart.

Romans 1:24-25
Therefore God gave them up in the lusts of their hearts to impurity, to the dishonoring of their bodies among themselves, because they exchanged the truth about God for a lie and worshiped and served the creature rather than the Creator, who is blessed forever! Amen.

Looks like you misread your book or didn't read all of it if you think is says, Not think unto others, because clearly the scripture does tell us to care about what we think about.

Scriptures written by a crazy man. If "God" is a forgiving creature, and he created us, and IS us, then why in his own NINE HELLS would he comdemn us for thinking the very thoughts he crafted our minds to have? It's nature to look at a woman and lust for her. It is part of being human to the very genetic level. God didn't write the bible. Man did. Man that like to misquote, make up, or outright lie, so that the words of the Bible say what they want them to say.

I tell you now that if God will forgive you if you are truly sorry for your sins, then you can look at a woman and lust for her as much as you want, as long as you don't think to yourself, in detail, about fucking her brains out.

Christianity is fine, but don't go being a reich-wing lunatic holy roller.

Name any issue, and you can find an answer from looking in the bible. :)

Stem cell research.
Gay marriage.
Condoms.
Hair styles.
The war on Terror.
The value of any person compared to the value of another person.
Drug use.
Self mutilation.
Accidental death.
The Pope.
Organized religion versus implied religion.


There are many things that are still fought over even within the church.
"What does this part of the bible mean exactly?"
People argue over it, and re-translate it, and misquote it until it fits what they want, and that becomes "what the bible meant".

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?deeper. ;)

also, harder and faster


...anyways, i have a confession too. sometimes, i pick fights on here over ridiculous stuff, just as an excuse to procrastinate on writing a paper or something.

Because there are BETTER things to be doing with your God given time here on earth than wasting time thinking about how next you will get your rocks off...

Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.

Exactly.
You don't spend your time fantasizing about the woman. That's dirty.
But no person can expect to see a gorgeous woman and not have a few thoughts pop into their head, as I said before.. that is nature. The sin would be to further these thoughts.

If there are better things to spend time on than thinking about sex..... how do you justify arguing with people online? Aren't there better things to do? For fucks sake you could be sewing someones leg back on and there would be other better things you could do. Who judges the worth of an action? Surely not you. No person judges another man. You cannot look to a person and call them a sinner, tell them their life will lead them to Hell. It is no mortals responsibility or right to condem anyone.

Scriptures written by a crazy man. If "God" is a forgiving creature, and he created us, and IS us, then why in his own NINE HELLS would he comdemn us for thinking the very thoughts he crafted our minds to have? It's nature to look at a woman and lust for her. It is part of being human to the very genetic level. God didn't write the bible. Man did. Man that like to misquote, make up, or outright lie, so that the words of the Bible say what they want them to say.

I tell you now that if God will forgive you if you are truly sorry for your sins, then you can look at a woman and lust for her as much as you want, as long as you don't think to yourself, in detail, about fucking her brains out.

Christianity is fine, but don't go being a reich-wing lunatic holy roller.


Because there are BETTER things to be doing with your God given time here on earth than wasting time thinking about how next you will get your rocks off...

Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.

Scriptures written by a crazy man. If "God" is a forgiving creature, and he created us, and IS us, then why in his own NINE HELLS would he comdemn us for thinking the very thoughts he crafted our minds to have? It's nature to look at a woman and lust for her. It is part of being human to the very genetic level. God didn't write the bible. Man did. Man that like to misquote, make up, or outright lie, so that the words of the Bible say what they want them to say.

I tell you now that if God will forgive you if you are truly sorry for your sins, then you can look at a woman and lust for her as much as you want, as long as you don't think to yourself, in detail, about fucking her brains out.

Christianity is fine, but don't go being a reich-wing lunatic holy roller.

God is like our parents. Parents love you, right(generally speaking, i know some parents don't but in a general sense)? They help you when they can, right? But they have to punish you for breaking rules, right? And how do you know they love you? Because they take the time to punish you for disobedience, as it will make you a better person. If they didn't love you, they'd let you do whatever, and you'd end up in trouble.

God is much the same way. He loves us, helps us, and even disciplines us. And even though we might do something wrong, we can always know that He loves us, and we have to make the effort to do right again, and to show our love for Him. Its such an easy concept, yet so many people cannot seem to grasp it.:(

Confessions, eh? Well, I'm addicted to anime. In fact, I'm leaving to watch anime right now. Anime has torn me from my life, including NSG. Anyway, this is cutting into my anime time. Ta.

I took the cookie from the cookie jar.

I ate up the apple tree.

I threw a fork at my boyfriend for bringing home wire hangers.

I know we're supposed to be serious, but I giggled when I remembered that. :p

also, harder and faster


...anyways, i have a confession too. sometimes, i pick fights on here over ridiculous stuff, just as an excuse to procrastinate on writing a paper or something.

funny, I do this too...


And I think we have an explianation for about 8 pages worth of posts...;) :fluffle:

Because there are BETTER things to be doing with your God given time here on earth than wasting time thinking about how next you will get your rocks off...

Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.

Song of Solomon Chapter 4
1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12 A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

Talk about getting your rocks off ...

You have heard that it was said to those of old, 'You shall not commit adultery.' But I say to you that whoever looks at a woman to lust for her has already committed adultery with her in his heart.” (Matthew 5:27-28)
-edit- Beat by PootWaddle!


Name any issue, and you can find an answer from looking in the bible. :)

Name any issue and I bet you I can find the answer in a fortune cookie or in the horoscopes ... That does not make it right it just means it covers lots of general life topics

I threw a fork at my boyfriend for bringing home wire hangers.

I know we're supposed to be serious, but I giggled when I remembered that. :p

What, are you Joan Crawford?

No idea who that is.

Anyways, post your own confessions. And make them deep dangit

I'm an arrogant, uncaring, needlessly cruel, and excessively vain asshole.

Happy?

No idea who that is.

Here (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGNpOGPFgmY) is a godawful re-enactment of the famous scene from the biopic of growing up with actress Joan Crawford as a mother entitled Mommie Dearest.

I'm an arrogant, uncaring, needlessly cruel, and excessively vain asshole.

Wrong.

No idea who that is.

O.o

How on earth..

*is completely ignored*

Here (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGNpOGPFgmY) is a godawful re-enactment of the famous scene from the biopic of growing up with actress Joan Crawford as a mother entitled Mommie Dearest.OMG... I remember now. :p

Meh. Don't mistake mood swings for divine enlightenment.

I'm an arrogant, uncaring, needlessly cruel, and excessively vain asshole.

If there's anybody who doesn't fit that description, it's you...

If there's anybody who doesn't fit that description, it's you...

QFT.

I have to confess I still believe you're deluding yourself.

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?

Nope. We want names! :D

Meh. Don't mistake mood swings for divine enlightenment.

And don't mistake divine enlightenment for mood swings...

Meh. Don't mistake mood swings for divine enlightenment.

That is an important lesson.

Truth is more ephemeral than we emotionally would like it to be - and surety is generally disspelled all too swiftly.

And don't mistake divine enlightenment for mood swings...

Hey, God! Tell us next time, okay? ;)

Wrong.

If there's anybody who doesn't fit that description, it's you...

Well, it's an empirical question, isn't it?

The evidence of my conduct on this forum is but a tiny slice; we don't think about it very often, or at least I don't, but in truth none of us really know each other. We know a highly filtered portion of everyone else - about as much as they want us to know, and maybe a little more.

My conduct is better on Internet forums, relatively so, because the vanity comes into play less... but it's still there. I'm needlessly cruel and sarcastic to people in arguments all the time because I want people to think, "Hey, look at Soheran! He's so much smarter than his pathetic opponents!"

I treat my friends even worse. They treat me the same way, of course - it's reciprocal. All the while, you assuage your guilt - they know you're just joking, right? Right. Except that you know that years of that has ruined you - "joking" and serious. You know how it feels. And you go on and do it to everyone else anyway.

So I can write well, sometimes... words of righteous anger and moving compassion and words of vicious scorn and contemptible arrogance are just two sides of the same pen. (Or keyboard.) What matters is thought and behavior.

I don't hate Australians.

I don't hate Australians.

Prove it. When was the last time you saw a Paul Hogan film?

I have a secret to confess.

I saved Hitler's brain!

I have a secret to confess.

I saved Hitler's brain!

Prove it. Make a documentary about the brain and have Paul Hogan narrate.

Prove it. Make a documentary about the brain and have Paul Hogan narrate.

Paul would just tell him where to go

I hate myself. I cannot describe myself in good terms in any way. This extends to the doubting of what friends and family think/feel of me and an ability to feel 'love' towards me. In particularly depressive moods, I want to cry, but have been unable to for as long as I can remember (> 8 years). That's not to say I'm particularly closed, I talk quite openly to friends about my feelings if asked. I just feel it is all building up until, one moment, it will all crack.

I don't confess things to people. Though I do confess and ask forgiveness often.

Last night, I pulled a logoffski on EVE Online.

For those who don't play EVE, first, it is one hell of an MMORPG. Anyway, EVE Online is a space-based MMORPG. Unlike World of Warcraft where you run around in a fantasy world, in EVE you fly around in a spaceship.

A logoffski is where you log off from the game when your ship is about to be destroyed. When you log off, your ship vanishes until you log on again. It is a highly controversial maneuver, often looked down upon. My only excuse was that the situation that led to my logoffski was not caused by my own stupidity.

And it didn't even work. I hit the logoff button a second too late, and my ship had already gone boom. RIP, the GCC Jerusalem VIII.

Also, I did not attend a public Megillah reading on Purim. I did read the Megillah on my own at the proscribed times.

I wish, I deeply wish, that I could feel the conviction of the OP.

I also would like to offer a confession. Some of you may have been led to believe that I am a 26 year old police officer from NY. Sadly, I have misled all of you. My name is really The Nazz and I am from the planet Florida. I am here on a secret mission that involves infiltrating Internet forums and spreading disinformation about myself, my home planet, and latex. Now that I have been forced to reveal the truth, the Earth will be invaded by an army of Posers from Sweden. Nanu Nanu.

I wish to confess that I don't actually know how to experience pleasure or happiness. If anyone has any ideas, supply them please.

For a book written 2000 years ago, it is more relevant today than any other book published, EVER. :)
I dunno, the latest version of, say, Encyclopedia Britannica seems pretty relevant. Or the OED.

/nitpick

I'm an arrogant, uncaring, needlessly cruel, and excessively vain asshole.
Welcome to the club.

I wish, I deeply wish, that I could feel the conviction of the OP.
Amen.

Here, for all the deep religous types in here. I say this not to spam, or to flame. I say this to Liberate. Don't live your life according to an ancient text written over 2000 years ago that has no relevance today. Live your life according to what you, not them, YOU, YOURSELF, need and desire. I'm not saying dont believe, but dont follow organized religion. Its a simple establishment designed for power, money, and oppression. Break free from the dark chains, chains that have no meaning in the here and now. God did not write the bible, it was written by multiple different authors over several thousand years, and then the Catholic Church of Rome put it all together around 300AD. They pourpesly left out many texts as well that didnt go along with what *their* version of Christianity was. Many, many more texts were written in the middle ages by the church that have no relevance to orginal christianity at all, like purgatory or the rapture, the former was actually made up in the early 1900s. I say this not to inferiate you or decide your faith to you, I'm saying this to take your life into your own hands and YOUR own destiny. That is how you take great strides. Blind faith is a very dangerous thing. Its what leads to things like Terrorism.....

Not all religious people follow texts written 2,000 years ago. I find my religion incredibly relevant to the world today, and it is not faith that leads to terrorism. Terrorism is a result of anger, propaganda, dispair, poor economic situations, and low self-esteem or need for a sense of belonging. Those things come together to create situations and actions that are void of any of the reason they actually claim to be doing it for.

Since confession is good for one's soul, I thought I'd confess something to you folks tonight. And in the interest of not making this a blog type of spam, I want you to confess something. Don't make it silly like "I confess I have pink underwear on" Make it something personal or deep. Getting it off your chest will help you out in many ways.

Anyways, my confession is a two part one, but can be summed up in one sentence. I was fake and a failure in my Christian life. I know that I have come on here parading around about how I love Jesus, and this and that. But in reality, I don't know that I did love him, or at least love him in an active way. I was passive in my lifestyle. I said, but didn't do. I was a hearer of the word, but not a doer of the same word. That constant way of life only dragged me down into doubt and despair, and although I never even tried it, the thought of ending everything, including my life, was in my head on a constant basis. You see, I struggled with so many things in my life. I had a foul mouth, a lustful heart, and a lying, self deceiving mind. So in a sense, I was Christian only in name, but not in action. I wore the mask, but never played the part.

Not only did I fail Christ and myself in this fake lifestyle. I also failed everyone I came in contact with. Ever person I every talked to, or walked by, I failed them. There were countless of people that were looking for their answers, and needed a hand in life, and I could have been that hand to help them out, but I wasn't. I didn't comfort the weak, or those with struggles. I told people I prayed for them, but really just said I did. I told people that God was going to make it better, and then secretly thought the opposite. I was a bad person. I talked the big talk, but when it came to do the walking, I just stood still. And now, I wish I hadn't There were so many lives I could have helped, so many people I could have made feel alright, but I didn't. Those were my sins.

But now....Oh my.. Now I am fire inside. This is the first time in the nearly 6 years of claiming to be a christian, that I have actually felt this way. I have a passion in me that I have never felt before. There is no doubt. This is no lying to myself. I have hope. I have peace of mind. God has blessed me this past weekend. I no longer feel the need to be passive. I am actively loving God now. I am passionately in love with the one that died on Calvary. I am going to reach out to others now. When I see some one in need, I will extend my hand to them. If some one needs prayer, I will pray right there for them. When someone needs encouragment, I will raise them up to feel the same thing I am feeling.

The Spirit of God descended on me today. It was the first time I have ever felt this. I mean, I have previously felt God trying to reach out to me and convict me. But this is different. I was just praying, and He delivered me. I am FREE!!! I have died to the world, and my sins, that I may live with Christ. When I recieved this annointing, tears came flooding out of my eyes, uncontrallably. And they were a mixture of sorrow for how I was, but more importantly they were tears of Joy for how I am now. I wasn't able to speak a word, as I was in such awe of the presence of God. I actually trembled. And as I type this, I have to keep stopping as I am choking up a little bit. I know I can't see God, or prove that He is real to any of you, but I know now, more than ever, that He is 150% real. I know He is real, because He has saved even me. And I know that if you let your guard down to, and you draw near to Him, He will draw near to you.

And I got off on a testimony, but I have to tell everyone I come across that God has made me whole. If I don't, then what will He have died for?

Anyways, post your own confessions. And make them deep dangit :p

I kinda like this girl, but I'm not gonna do anything about it.

I must confess that I have an enormous crush on the guy who has been one of m best friends since fifth grade. :(

I must confess that I have an enormous crush on the guy who has been one of m best friends since fifth grade. :(

go tell him and see what happens

It was my sisters' pet hamster when I was six. I got mad at it and crushed it in my hands. Thankfully there's a lot of medication out there.

go tell him and see what happens

I did tell him.

Twice. :(

The second time, however, he said that there were several girls he liked and wanted a chance with other girls....

I did tell him.

Twice. :(

The second time, however, he said that there were several girls he liked and wanted a chance with other girls....

What a jerk. Move along to someone who's worth your time.

I have nothing to confess. I've never really understood the concept.

Since confession is good for one's soul, I thought I'd confess something to you folks tonight. And in the interest of not making this a blog type of spam, I want you to confess something. Don't make it silly like "I confess I have pink underwear on" Make it something personal or deep. Getting it off your chest will help you out in many ways.

Anyways, my confession is a two part one, but can be summed up in one sentence. I was fake and a failure in my Christian life. I know that I have come on here parading around about how I love Jesus, and this and that. But in reality, I don't know that I did love him, or at least love him in an active way. I was passive in my lifestyle. I said, but didn't do. I was a hearer of the word, but not a doer of the same word. That constant way of life only dragged me down into doubt and despair, and although I never even tried it, the thought of ending everything, including my life, was in my head on a constant basis. You see, I struggled with so many things in my life. I had a foul mouth, a lustful heart, and a lying, self deceiving mind. So in a sense, I was Christian only in name, but not in action. I wore the mask, but never played the part.

Not only did I fail Christ and myself in this fake lifestyle. I also failed everyone I came in contact with. Ever person I every talked to, or walked by, I failed them. There were countless of people that were looking for their answers, and needed a hand in life, and I could have been that hand to help them out, but I wasn't. I didn't comfort the weak, or those with struggles. I told people I prayed for them, but really just said I did. I told people that God was going to make it better, and then secretly thought the opposite. I was a bad person. I talked the big talk, but when it came to do the walking, I just stood still. And now, I wish I hadn't There were so many lives I could have helped, so many people I could have made feel alright, but I didn't. Those were my sins.

But now....Oh my.. Now I am fire inside. This is the first time in the nearly 6 years of claiming to be a christian, that I have actually felt this way. I have a passion in me that I have never felt before. There is no doubt. This is no lying to myself. I have hope. I have peace of mind. God has blessed me this past weekend. I no longer feel the need to be passive. I am actively loving God now. I am passionately in love with the one that died on Calvary. I am going to reach out to others now. When I see some one in need, I will extend my hand to them. If some one needs prayer, I will pray right there for them. When someone needs encouragment, I will raise them up to feel the same thing I am feeling.

The Spirit of God descended on me today. It was the first time I have ever felt this. I mean, I have previously felt God trying to reach out to me and convict me. But this is different. I was just praying, and He delivered me. I am FREE!!! I have died to the world, and my sins, that I may live with Christ. When I recieved this annointing, tears came flooding out of my eyes, uncontrallably. And they were a mixture of sorrow for how I was, but more importantly they were tears of Joy for how I am now. I wasn't able to speak a word, as I was in such awe of the presence of God. I actually trembled. And as I type this, I have to keep stopping as I am choking up a little bit. I know I can't see God, or prove that He is real to any of you, but I know now, more than ever, that He is 150% real. I know He is real, because He has saved even me. And I know that if you let your guard down to, and you draw near to Him, He will draw near to you.

And I got off on a testimony, but I have to tell everyone I come across that God has made me whole. If I don't, then what will He have died for?

Anyways, post your own confessions. And make them deep dangit :p

I hope you're really listening. Don't worry about the past. You weren't ready to extend your hand. In fact, it was you who needed a hand up. Now, you've found it, we hope, and you have an opportunity to be a light. And be just that. You want to help people in the spirit, help them first in the flesh, as Jesus so often did. Help to heal the sick, feed the hungry, cloth the poor. And you know what you'll find, you won't have to reach out so much as they'll reach for you and you'll simply have to take their hands. Be the light that Jesus was and not the whip that so many who claim his name become. Lead in the faith, don't drive in the faith. And you'll find this fire will be constantly fed. And you'll notice that those things that you feel made you a bad person will be consumed by it. When you're genuinely happy, what have you to be jealous of. And without jealousy, anger and hatred quickly dwindle away as well.

Or, at least, that's why I quest for. If you have any genuine questions or just wish to explore your faith with someone who would genuinely love to see you prosper in it, feel free to TG me. Congrats.

I did tell him.

Twice. :(

The second time, however, he said that there were several girls he liked and wanted a chance with other girls....

oh ,some day you find the one for you

Firstly, good on you Zilam. I seem unable to share your conviction, however, I do respect it.

Secondly, I'm an awful person. Genuinely, I fear I am entirely selfish, self-absorbed, vain, arrogant, and at times outrightly malicious, however, I derive a perverse pleasure from parading this, yet remain unhappy.

For a book written 2000 years ago, it is more relevant today than any other book published, EVER. :)

Ok, I've got to confess that I think you're wrong. Incredibly, devastatingly, utterly wrong.

I also would like to offer a confession. Some of you may have been led to believe that I am a 26 year old police officer from NY. Sadly, I have misled all of you. My name is really The Nazz and I am from the planet Florida. I am here on a secret mission that involves infiltrating Internet forums and spreading disinformation about myself, my home planet, and latex. Now that I have been forced to reveal the truth, the Earth will be invaded by an army of Posers from Sweden. Nanu Nanu.

Are you really the Nazz?

Are you really the Nazz?

If he is, he's his evil alter ego...

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?

Hmmmm... one needn't wonder why you kept your identity a secret when you were teaching. I can't imagine if I found one of my teachers writing this. ;-)

Now, my lawyer...

If he is, he's his evil alter ego...

helps us all if he is

I mean, I have previously felt God trying to reach out to me and convict me.
huh? reach out and convict you? :confused: is there something I'm not understanding here?

I must confess that I have an enormous crush on the guy who has been one of m best friends since fifth grade. :(
ooo i've got one of those... she hated my guts till grade 11, now we're good friends, but trouble is, I'm mad for her. oh well, I'll just have to be mad for her at a distance. I believe it is currently 5 km. just kidding :).

that's my confession.

If he is, he's his evil alter ego...

Well, EO does seem almost like a charicature, but I don't know. I would expect it to be a bit funnier if it was just a puppet of The Nazz. EO is always so serious and so adamant.

Well, EO does seem almost like a charicature, but I don't know. I would expect it to be a bit funnier if it was just a puppet of The Nazz. EO is always so serious and so adamant.

He sounds real.

Uh...well...I killed JonBenet Ramsey. :(

Uh...well...I killed JonBenet Ramsey. :(
there's a lot of that going around.

I have one.

I once sat on the edge of my bed, loaded my .45 semiautomatic and put it in my mouth.

It was a time in my life when my own actions put me into a position where my future was at the mercy of people who had very little knowledge or regard for me or the truth. I was so stressed and afraid I nearly pulled the trigger.

After I put the gun away, having chosen not to do it because I didn't want to risk the possibility that my children could be the ones to find me like that, I realized that I must never again allow myself to be placed in such a situation. Never again would I let others have such great power over me that I could be stressed to the brink of suicide.

I choose my own path.

I'm responsible for the death of my best friend.

I'm responsible for the death of my best friend.

I'm sorry to hear that. I can't imagine how that must feel.

Firstly,
Zilam, good for you. It's good to believe in something. I wish I could.

Smunk, I'm very sorry. I hope thing turn around for you. Same for everyone else.

My confession: I'm in the process of enacting a revenge on my ex that will cause great chaos in his. I don't even feel bad, although I know I will when it's over. I plotted the perfect revenge and I'm carrying it out. He deserves something, but not what I'm about to do. I freely admit it's overkill, but I did give him the chance to change the course of events many times. After all, I only wanted an apology. I've told my friends he's done far worse than he's done. Mostly I'm wreaking havok in his life because I can't do anything to my previous ex because I'm afraid he'd kill me (literally).

God damn I have a terrible choice in partners. And I'm really a bad person.

Smunk, I'm very sorry. I hope thing turn around for you. Same for everyone else.

I went to the funeral tonight, big drama, so sad. The police came and asked me to leave. :( I did.

My Confession: I've tried to kill myself several times, but couldn't go through with it. To this day I cut or burn myself occasionally just to clear my head. I took pleasure in harming animals when I was around six. Over the past few years I've hallucinated three times, one being rather violent. I'm only happy because I'm starting to control myself.

I went to the funeral tonight, big drama, so sad. The police came and asked me to leave. :( I did.

Why would the police be called in? If you don't mind my asking.

On a side note I'm becoming an Alcoholic and thought about killing my father for leaving us.

Why would the police be called in? If you don't mind my asking.

because his mom is an evil bitch and she thinks that it's my fault that he killed himself......so she called the cops and told them to arrest me. If she had asked me to leave I would have, she just called them, without even talking to me.

Since confession is good for one's soul, I thought I'd confess something to you folks tonight. And in the interest of not making this a blog type of spam, I want you to confess something. Don't make it silly like "I confess I have pink underwear on"

Hey. :( That sort of was my confession the last time I saw a thread called "Confessions." I proved it, too.

Make it something personal or deep. Getting it off your chest will help you out in many ways.

Oh crap. What would you know? Your OP is a thinly disguised boast about how pious you are now and how happy it's made you. You called yourself a Christian because you didn't know any better ... big woop.

...

God damn I have a terrible choice in partners. And I'm really a bad person.

I'm not dissing the whole thread, mind. There is indeed redemption and healing in a confession ... perhaps even before doing the thing you later regret.

because his mom is an evil bitch and she thinks that it's my fault that he killed himself......so she called the cops and told them to arrest me. If she had asked me to leave I would have, she just called them, without even talking to me.

What a bitch. Did she honestly think they'd arrest you?

On a side note I'm becoming an Alcoholic and thought about killing my father for leaving us.

everyone has those thoughts, you should probably see a therapist about the other stuff you mentioned though.

and quit drinking......as much as a loathe AA, you might try a meeting, it's free forum to rant about all the things that cause you to want to drink, it helped me briefly until I found a better program.

Hmmmm... one needn't wonder why you kept your identity a secret when you were teaching. I can't imagine if I found one of my teachers writing this. ;-)

Now, my lawyer...

Hahahahahahahaa....yes, people expect lawyers to be sluts :D

But I may teach again one day, hence continuing to keep my identity a secret.

I kind of freaked out when a classmate noticed I was on NS and said, "Hey, I play that, what's your nation?" *eek!*

What a bitch. Did she honestly think they'd arrest you?

apparently, she claimed that she was going to sue me for wrongful death, because I was negligent in not calling him back when he left a message Friday that said

"call me when you can, it's Matt"

:rolleyes:

I saved the message.

Hahahahahahahaa....yes, people expect lawyers to be sluts :D

But I may teach again one day, hence continuing to keep my identity a secret.

I kind of freaked out when a classmate noticed I was on NS and said, "Hey, I play that, what's your nation?" *eek!*

1) Did you tell him?
2) If so, is this why you no longer teach? :D

*grumbles* My confession: I'm a horrible friend, and tend to be a vindictive, amoral bastard when dealing with things I find unacceptable in my friends. My best friend has been going through a rough patch (a rough patch that has lasted 3 years), involving a former girlfriend that he is still somehow attached to. However, it's worse than it sounds.
If he broke up with her, and continued on with her on good terms, I wouldn't care. It their lives, and honestly, none of my business.
Since, however, they fight constantly, and ever since they started dating she somehow adopted me as a friend, I'm subjected to the "The other side did this" conversations from both of them on a routine basis, or at least I was. I was fine with it, largely because my friend has always been a little emotionally unstable and he generally needs someone to bitch to.
But there is a line, in a friendship, you should never cross. There are actually several lines, but this particular line...well allow me to elaborate:
As I've said, he's emotionally unstable, and used to cut himself as a result of a previous bad relationship. I've recommended counseling, and offered what help I could, but he more or less shrugged it off. Not really my problem either, I offer advice but I can't make him follow it.
So he got into an argument with this girl one night, and, in the heat of the argument, threatened to jump off a building. Given his penchant for self-inflicted harm, and his instability, I felt this to be a significant possibility, and not a fake, and so when she called me, sobbing about it, and telling me he'd logged off of AIM and wasn't answering his phone, I started calling.
And calling. I got in touch with our other best bud, and we both started calling. I called the campus security of his school and explained the situation, and in the meantime our other friend got in touch with one of his room mates, who we knew, who went to check on him.
The rat FUCKING bastard was sitting in his room, moping around, with his cell phone turned off on the table.
So, despite my relief at the fact that he wasn't a puddle on the ground, I was pissed. Understandably, I'd say. And every time he's come to me with a problem since then (it's been over a year) my response has been "Kill yourself." After a while he stopped asking.

1) Did you tell him?
2) If so, is this why you no longer teach? :D

1) Hell no! I don't want someone I may be working with at some point digging up dirt on me! And law students are gossipy bastards.

2) Nope, it's just a bonus :D

everyone has those thoughts, you should probably see a therapist about the other stuff you mentioned though.

and quit drinking......as much as a loathe AA, you might try a meeting, it's free forum to rant about all the things that cause you to want to drink, it helped me briefly until I found a better program.

Yeah, right now I'm just medicated by a doctor who diagnosed me as being under too much stress. Meh.

apparently, she claimed that she was going to sue me for wrongful death, because I was negligent in not calling him back when he left a message Friday that said

"call me when you can, it's Matt"

:rolleyes:

I saved the message.

Geez. That really sucks.

As of yet, I have never learned to ride a bike, and I kind of have a thing for anime catgirls.

As of yet, I have never learned to ride a bike, and I kind of have a thing for anime catgirls.

I am 25 and I still can't ride a bike........also, I didn't learn to tie my shoes until I was 19 and I learned from a 3 year old.

As of yet, I have never learned to ride a bike, and I kind of have a thing for anime catgirls.

Don't know how to ride a bike either. Nothing wrong with that...

I'm actually 3 ducks in a man costume

I'm actually 3 ducks in a man costume

better than being three men in a duck costume :p

The only thing I can think of that is worth confessing:

Abour 3 years ago when I was in high school, we were practicing archery in my P.E. class. Instead of just shooting straight at the targets, our teacher put the targets lying on the ground, face up at about 150 feet away and we had to lob the arrow at a high angle if we hoped to hit the target. At the same time the baseball team was walking through to get to the baseball field and they were about 50 feet behind the targets to avoid getting hit. Well two guys were standing in the same direction as the targets and started to dare each other to go closer. After watching this for a few minutes, I got so irritated that without thinking I aimed my next arrow in their direction and pulled back a little harder on the bow and let go. My arrow landed about 8 feet away from them causing them to run off scared out of their minds. I don't think it was until class ended that I realized that I could have actually killed them.

I don't think it was until class ended that I realized that I could have actually killed them.

If you used the same crap bows and arrows we had there is no way you could kill a human. I single handedly broke at least ten bows so our school could buy new ones claiming: "I just pulled too hard." :p

If you used the same crap bows and arrows we had there is no way you could kill a human. I single handedly broke at least ten bows so our school could buy new ones claiming: "I just pulled too hard." :p

Well I put an arrow completely through the target at close range. Although most of the bows were pretty pathetic. Even within 20 feet I had to arc the arrow if I wanted to hit the bullseye.

I wish, I deeply wish, that I could feel the conviction of the OP.

You can :)

I have some sort of depression problems and my parents are alcoholics.

I am a hopeless cynic.

That sums it all up nicely.

Prove it. When was the last time you saw a Paul Hogan film?
Erm Croc Dundee like 4 years ago?

I confess that I'm cynical enough to point out to the OP that Jesus probably wouldn't want you to go crazy about him.
I also confess that I'm the third person in this topic who does not know how to ride a bike.
What's with NSG? Doesn't anybody here know how to ride a bike?
Besides that, I confess that I don't really have much to confess.

I too have a confession to make.


I'm Batman.

You win the thread!

please come by the front office tomorrow to recieve your prize.

I'm responsible for the death of my best friend.

You can't be held responsible for someone elses life. You can jsut accept that some things are out of your control. After all... if you could go back and change it, you would, right? You're not responsible. Let it go, k?

As of yet, I have never learned to ride a bike, and I kind of have a thing for anime catgirls.

catgirls... Is it really lust if they're not real?
*pounces on one* rawrrrrrr *bites*

apparently, she claimed that she was going to sue me for wrongful death, because I was negligent in not calling him back when he left a message Friday that said

"call me when you can, it's Matt"

:rolleyes:

I saved the message.

She can't sue you for that. You know that.

You're a parent yourself, right? (I'm not, btw). How do you feel when one of yours hurts themselves, has an accident I mean. You blame yourself first, don't you? "What could I have done to keep that from happening?"

She'll be in a lot of pain, and there's not much she can do to fix it now.
I read in another thread that you're not so happy or confident now, but perhaps just let her threaten you and try to blame you (for a decision that was neither of yours, but his) until she gets over it? Try not to hit back.

Easy for me to say I guess. Never lost a family member yet (well a grandpa when I was like seven, but the other one is 97 and still giving me grief.) I've lost friends (including to suicide) and I'm guessing a family member taking their own life would hurt right off that scale.

If you used the same crap bows and arrows we had there is no way you could kill a human. I single handedly broke at least ten bows so our school could buy new ones claiming: "I just pulled too hard." :p

Your post count is 7,000+.

I'm a bit perplexed as to why I didn't begin to hate you until recently.
Did you take a break or something? About the time I joined?

EDIT: I hate you in the nicest possible way, of course. If introduced in real life, I'd shake your hand as a worthy opponent in the struggle between good and evil, and invite you to a game of chess.
I'd cheat of course, with a minicam and an earphone, and I'd never ever admit that I'd dug in my ass before shaking your hand.

I have some sort of depression problems and my parents are alcoholics.

I am a hopeless cynic.

That sums it all up nicely.

It does not. You're a deep one.
*deadly serious*

Fourth post in a row. I must really want to confess something.

uh ...
uh ...

no, I can't. Sorry. I don't want to go to jail.

Fourth post in a row. I must really want to confess something.

uh ...
uh ...

no, I can't. Sorry. I don't want to go to jail.

I once dug in my ass (it itched. So sue me) while working bingo at the fire hall, and then took an old ladies order immediately afterwards :D hahahahaha

I once dug in my ass (it itched. So sue me) while working bingo at the fire hall, and then took an old ladies order immediately afterwards :D hahahahaha

You put shit on an old lady's food.
The intention is bad, but hey, she probably thought it was extra chutney.

You are forgiven, grubby-faced brat. :)

You put shit on an old lady's food.
The intention is bad, but hey, she probably thought it was extra chutney.

You are forgiven, grubby-faced brat. :)

:p I was raised on a simple phrase:
If it itches, scratch it.

Doesn't work for poison ivy, but for most other things, it works wonders!

I love both my children, but I can't really say that I like my daughter, I find her pompous and self-involved. I really like my son better, he thinks more like I do.

I love both my children, but I can't really say that I like my daughter, I find her pompous and self-involved. I really like my son better, he thinks more like I do.:eek:

...

Wow...

I love both my children, but I can't really say that I like my daughter, I find her pompous and self-involved. I really like my son better, he thinks more like I do.

Not to be biased, but women generally are more self-involved by nature. They don't mean to be snobby bitches, but they can't help it. It's in their nature to think of themselves above all other people. That's why I'll never be married. Women hate my reasoning, find themselves superior, and go have a trist with someone else.

I love both my children, but I can't really say that I like my daughter, I find her pompous and self-involved. I really like my son better, he thinks more like I do.

my mom can say the same

I have a confession to.

I just released a bunch of Vikings and Gaint Killer Monkeys onto to this thread.

*Runs Away*

Ohhhhhhh here's a confession that's sure to disgust more than a few people here.

READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
I like the smell of my own cum.
CONFESSION COMPLETE. YOU MAY RETURN TO READING.

Strangely, I am a woman.

And I find that it's not the case that women, in general, are more self-involved. I find that it's fairly equally spread between men and women.

My daughter tends to take after her father, who has managed to alienate everyone in his family because of his self-involved behavior.

Well I live with my mother and grandmother.
My grandmother doesn't listen to anything I say, and my mother is a self-absorbed bitch.

Perhaps I don't have the best experience to reflect on.
Then again my first girlfriend was a bit of a whore, freely telling me stories about how much she liked her last boyfriend to finger her while she was at concerts with him, and then cheated on me with my friend, and then dumped me for said friend, and then dumped him for yet another person... She took me 2 steps from being gay, til I realized.... I hate her, not sweet lady loving.

Not to be biased, but women generally are more self-involved by nature. They don't mean to be snobby bitches, but they can't help it. It's in their nature to think of themselves above all other people. That's why I'll never be married. Women hate my reasoning, find themselves superior, and go have a trist with someone else.

Strangely, I am a woman.

And I find that it's not the case that women, in general, are more self-involved. I find that it's fairly equally spread between men and women.

My daughter tends to take after her father, who has managed to alienate everyone in his family because of his self-involved behavior.

oh i was so close to telling someone where to go when they butt into a talk i was having with a family friend oabout that i got ABN today

Strangely, I am a woman.

And I find that it's not the case that women, in general, are more self-involved. I find that it's fairly equally spread between men and women.

My daughter tends to take after her father, who has managed to alienate everyone in his family because of his self-involved behavior.

scary same thing my sister takes after dad and i take after mom

Well I live with my mother and grandmother.
My grandmother doesn't listen to anything I say, and my mother is a self-absorbed bitch.

Perhaps I don't have the best experience to reflect on.
Then again my first girlfriend was a bit of a whore, freely telling me stories about how much she liked her last boyfriend to finger her while she was at concerts with him, and then cheated on me with my friend, and then dumped me for said friend, and then dumped him for yet another person... She took me 2 steps from being gay, til I realized.... I hate her, not sweet lady loving.

So you have issues and choose badly. I don't know how old you are, but I think that if the two major female influences in your live are so negative you should:

1. Get away from them as soon as it's possible.
2. Don't start dating or having more than friendships with women until you come to terms with why you choose psycho-bitches.

I realized, after my divorce, that I chose impossible men, basically men who wouldn't grow up. I decided that I needed to fix myself before I got into another relationship. It's a long process, but it's worth it. You feel better about yourself and people in general.

What's with NSG? Doesn't anybody here know how to ride a bike?

We don't get out much. :p

scary same thing my sister takes after dad and i take after momRandom Harry Potter parody.

So your mom's a witch and your dad's muggle. Which makes you a Wizard and your sister a muggle.

Random Harry Potter parody.

So your mom's a witch and your dad's muggle. Which makes you a Wizard and your sister a muggle.

*whimpers*

So you have issues and choose badly. I don't know how old you are, but I think that if the two major female influences in your live are so negative you should:

1. Get away from them as soon as it's possible.
2. Don't start dating or having more than friendships with women until you come to terms with why you choose psycho-bitches.

I realized, after my divorce, that I chose impossible men, basically men who wouldn't grow up. I decided that I needed to fix myself before I got into another relationship. It's a long process, but it's worth it. You feel better about yourself and people in general.

I'm attracted to cases of "helplessness". I like being their lifeline. Unfortunately it leads to some people just outright using me, and then I feel like a little pawn. My current girlfriend is a number of years younger than me *coughs and blushes* 15.... but she's really sweet and NOT desperate for attention. I question how "mature" she is, but I'll give it time to find out.

I'm not all that old, but I've been tasked with taking care of myself, and in some cases, my family, for quite many years, so I've been forced to be more mature than you would expect.

Plus not having a father, and having a mother that doesn't care, will often lead to you raising yourself.

Random Harry Potter parody.

So your mom's a witch and your dad's muggle. Which makes you a Wizard and your sister a muggle.

*they could have said you can hire yourself and sack yourself in one day*

if you say so

The evidence of my conduct on this forum is but a tiny slice; we don't think about it very often, or at least I don't, but in truth none of us really know each other. We know a highly filtered portion of everyone else - about as much as they want us to know, and maybe a little more.


You're right, of course. I suspect that the overwhelming majority of posters here wouldn't get on with me in person due to the various character traits that I don't show here. (which I won't go into)

I confess that I am bored of Zilam's confession threads.

I confess that I am bored of Zilam's confession threads.

I find all these "I'm a Christian and I need to confess that I wronged you, but now god sat me down and we had a little chat and he gave me some of that good stuff and now I'm a completely different person" a tad boring these days.
Too boring even for trolls...

I find all these "I'm a Christian and I need to confess that I wronged you, but now god sat me down and we had a little chat and he gave me some of that good stuff and now I'm a completely different person" a tad boring these days.
Too boring even for trolls...

QFT

You're right, of course. I suspect that the overwhelming majority of posters here wouldn't get on with me in person due to the various character traits that I don't show here. (which I won't go into)

The traits I choose to hide might be exactly the ones you do too. Or some complement of them.

I fall in love with many people here.
Hey, it's my confession. I fall in love like a drunken sailor!
I also have that horrible moment when I realize they're an arsehole, and can't bear to speak to them any more. That's so much easier here than in real life.

It's disconcerting when I find someone whose posts I love is male, because in real life I'm almost embarassingly straight. I make chauvenistic jokes, I hit guys and patronize women, but here I love and hate people based only on the tunes their words play in my head.

Oh well. I don't have sex with people, and real-life people have major drawbacks (not least, hitting me) so I should just be happy to be feeling love for something or someone somewhere.

I find all these "I'm a Christian and I need to confess that I wronged you, but now god sat me down and we had a little chat and he gave me some of that good stuff and now I'm a completely different person" a tad boring these days.
Too boring even for trolls...

Indeed, but this is at least the 4th confession thread from Zilam that I can recall, and this one is all serious. At least the earlier ones were kind of amusing.

Indeed, but this is at least the 4th confession thread from Zilam that I can recall, and this one is all serious. At least the earlier ones were kind of amusing.

Hey, didn't we murder the OP way back on the second or third page?
OK, not me, but I helped bury the body.

Get with the thread, Iffy :)

Hey, didn't we murder the OP way back on the second or third page?
OK, not me, but I helped bury the body.

Get with the thread, Iffy :)

Read 12 pages of thread? But.....but....I'm laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy.
*whines*

Read 12 pages of thread? But.....but....I'm laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy.
*whines*

OK. Here's a sampler:

Are you really the Nazz?

That's a reply to Eve Online. Too drunk to double-quote it. Hit the link.

There's lots of other good stuff too.
And some sad stuff, and funny.

Don't judge a thread by it's OP.

*gives Ifreann a donut*

OK. Here's a sampler:



That's a reply to Eve Online. Too drunk to double-quote it. Hit the link.

There's lots of other good stuff too.
And some sad stuff, and funny.

Don't judge a thread by it's OP.

*gives Ifreann a donut*

Wow, and I thought he was Deep Kimchi.

I have a confession...I am not dressed...again....oddly, saying it doesn't make me feel any different.

I confess that there are number of generalites I'd like to fuck, and most likely will.

Deep enough for you?
You should totally post this list. For the lols.
I also would like to offer a confession. Some of you may have been led to believe that I am a 26 year old police officer from NY. Sadly, I have misled all of you. My name is really The Nazz and I am from the planet Florida. I am here on a secret mission that involves infiltrating Internet forums and spreading disinformation about myself, my home planet, and latex. Now that I have been forced to reveal the truth, the Earth will be invaded by an army of Posers from Sweden. Nanu Nanu.
I knew it!
Ohhhhhhh here's a confession that's sure to disgust more than a few people here.

READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
I like the smell of my own cum.
CONFESSION COMPLETE. YOU MAY RETURN TO READING.
Dude, use spoiler tags
I have a confession...I am not dressed...again....oddly, saying it doesn't make me feel any different.

Why do I get the feeling that posting naked is the norm for you?

Not naked, In my rather fetching robe....I would look silly sat here naked. ;)

Someone would walk in and wonder what kind of freaky porn thing this "NationStates" is.

I would post naked, but I'd be cold and I dare say I'd get kicked out of the library.

Go on..I dare you....and then say you don't know what all the fuss is about.

*giggles at the idea

Not naked, In my rather fetching robe....I would look silly sat here naked. ;)

Someone would walk in and wonder what kind of freaky porn thing this "NationStates" is.

I would post naked, but I'd be cold and I dare say I'd get kicked out of the library.

Someone would walk in and wonder what kind of freaky porn thing this "NationStates" is.

I would post naked, but I'd be cold and I dare say I'd get kicked out of the library.

i would but i have a no working naked rule

ok...I am getting very freaked by the order of posting...I quoted from the post that was after me...and now my own post is actually IN FRONT of the one I quoted from...it is really beginning to scare me...I might have to put my underwear on if this continues.

i would but i have a no working naked rule

Pffft, posting isn't work, posting is play.

Pffft, posting isn't work, posting is play.

it is now
i have a my own business now :D

ok...I am getting very freaked by the order of posting...I quoted from the post that was after me...and now my own post is actually IN FRONT of the one I quoted from...it is really beginning to scare me...I might have to put my underwear on if this continues.

that be no fun for you :p

it is now
i have a my own business now :D

You have started a business posting on NSG? that's amazingly astute of you! Well done!

ok...I am getting very freaked by the order of posting...I quoted from the post that was after me...and now my own post is actually IN FRONT of the one I quoted from...it is really beginning to scare me...I might have to put my underwear on if this continues.
It's just the timewarps. Jolt has different servers, and people from different parts of the world end up on different ones. The times on the servers are off by a few minutes, so posts can appear out of order.
You have started a business posting on NSG? that's amazingly astute of you! Well done!

How does one make money from posting on NS and how soon can I begin doing it?

After my dad died I used to have dreams where he came back to life and I was mad at him for it (coming back to life).
I talked to my therapist about it and she gave me a good explanation so I've made peace with the dreams, but still, it was unnerving at the time.

I fall in love with many people here.I fall in lust with many people here, and occasionally have crushes, but I dunno that I can say that I've loved anyone here.
I probably would if I met some of them in real life, though.

How does one make money from posting on NS and how soon can I begin doing it?Oh, Eat Hershey's Bars just Drink Coca-Cola try Buy Trojan Condoms subliminal Become a commie advertising.

You have started a business posting on NSG? that's amazingly astute of you! Well done!

i'm listed as a sole trader
hey i'm trading information here all the time

i'm listed as a sole trader
hey i'm trading information here all the time

Soul trader would be much more fun. Also, I mock your unlimited liability.

i'm listed as a sole trader
hey i'm trading information here all the time

Congratulations! Who pays you for this information? and how do I get in on it?

Oh, Eat Hershey's Bars just Drink Coca-Cola try Buy Trojan Condoms advertising.

I'll give it a go in a minute, right now I have the strangest urge to eat a Hershey's bar, drink some Coca-Cola and buy Trojan condoms......

I'll give it a go in a minute, right now I have the strangest urge to eat a Hershey's bar, drink some Coca-Cola and buy Trojan condoms......

Trojan eh? *blinks

Trojan eh? *blinks

A terrible name for a condom brand. I'd expect trojans to sneak your sperm in while the ova had their guard down. But maybe the expect people to just think "horse".

A terrible name for a condom brand. I'd expect trojans to sneak your sperm in while the ova had their guard down. But maybe the expect people to just think "horse".

I know I was...;)

I know I was...;)

Meh, I don't need trojans to have that affect on women. ;)

Meh, I don't need trojans to have that affect on women. ;)Is it because of the way you chew?

Meh, I don't need trojans to have that affect on women. ;)

*giggles

Thats what I heard

Is it because of the way you chew?

Nah, I chew more like mongoose.

*giggles

Thats what I heard

I see my reputation, among other things, precedes me.

Congratulations! Who pays you for this information? and how do I get in on it?
er who has the most money for it :p
A terrible name for a condom brand. I'd expect trojans to sneak your sperm in while the ova had their guard down. But maybe the expect people to just think "horse".

as if a horse needs one

I see my reputation, among other things, precedes me.

*must look at the file of his*

as if a horse needs one
They have condoms for bulls(to collect the valuable bull sperm), why not for horses?
*must look at the file of his*

You have a file on me? Oh snap.

They have condoms for bulls(to collect the valuable bull sperm), why not for horses?


You have a file on me? Oh snap.

i know saw it on TV and how much some would pay for it


not saying a word :p

i know saw it on TV and how much some would pay for it
I'd figure horse sperm would be a lot more valuable. Saves having to bring your [female horse] out to a stud farm. Or bringing the stud to your [female horse]


not saying a word :p
sExcellent.

I'd figure horse sperm would be a lot more valuable. Saves having to bring your [female horse] out to a stud farm. Or bringing the stud to your [female horse]



sExcellent.

right on the money ,but that way still cost too

:p

Since when did this convo turn from confessions to sperm? o.O

right on the money ,but that way still cost too

:p

Yes, but it will cost less. Which means I can steal business from the competition, and make millions! All by giving horses handjobs!

I took the cookie from the cookie jar.

You win the thread.

Yes, but it will cost less. Which means I can steal business from the competition, and make millions! All by giving horses handjobs!

Would you be checking into a motel for that?

Since when did this convo turn from confessions to sperm? o.O

The quote from Tainted Visage here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12398085&postcount=178).

Would you be checking into a motel for that?

A stable dear, horses stay in stables.

Let a me guess.
A fruit shop ?

No, hanging on a moment, that's dated.
You run a the construction business? With a the naked workers?


I accepted that explanation ...
Until I timewarped myself! I honestly posted this after the one, you know, after it. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12396571&postcount=39)
And no, I didn't change continents in those two minutes.

The servers are powered by a gerbil named Henry running in a hamster wheel.

Since when did this convo turn from confessions to sperm? o.O
just talking business
Yes, but it will cost less. Which means I can steal business from the competition, and make millions! All by giving horses handjobs!

*don't know if to put that into file*

that was done in a movie they hired a hooker to do it

just talking business


*don't know if to put that into file*

that was done in a movie they hired a hooker to do it

I'm sure I could find someone willing to do it for free.


Also, lol, we're all timewarping NH.

The quote from Tainted Visage here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12398085&postcount=178).

I knew I shouldn't have asked. :p

it is now
i have a my own business now :D

Let a me guess.
A fruit shop ?

No, hanging on a moment, that's dated.
You run a the construction business? With a the naked workers?

It's just the timewarps. Jolt has different servers, and people from different parts of the world end up on different ones. The times on the servers are off by a few minutes, so posts can appear out of order.
I accepted that explanation ...
Until I timewarped myself! I honestly posted this after the one, you know, after it. (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12396571&postcount=39)
And no, I didn't change continents in those two minutes.

A stable dear, horses stay in stables.

Oh how dumb of me! I though that you might be like the guy with the donkey in his hotel room in Ireland....

Isn't that right donkey?

I'm sure I could fins someone willing to do it for free.
Been looking at that dolphin site too much?

I knew I shouldn't have asked. :p
Correct.
Oh how dumb of me! I though that you might be like the guy with the donkey in his hotel room in Ireland....

Isn't that right donkey?

Nah, that's Pat. He's very fond of donkeys.

Nah, that's Pat. He's very fond of donkeys.


He called himself 'Mr. Shrek' when he checked in...

Sorry, I am totally giggling now...I even have hiccups

Been looking at that dolphin site too much?

>.>
<.<

He called himself 'Mr. Shrek' when he checked in...

Sorry, I am totally giggling now...I even have hiccups

Yeah, Pat Shrek. Odd name. Odd fellow.

Excellent. Everyone knows that humour is the way to a girl's heart or knickers, it's all good *wink wink*

I'm sure I could find someone willing to do it for free.


Also, lol, we're all timewarping NH.
ok now guess there is someone out who would
I knew I shouldn't have asked. :p
now it hit that should not ask
Let a me guess.
A fruit shop ?

No, hanging on a moment, that's dated.
You run a the construction business? With a the naked workers?
work would never get done
He called himself 'Mr. Shrek' when he checked in...

Sorry, I am totally giggling now...I even have hiccups

is that so

Been looking at that dolphin site too much?

Shit, you have that too!

It's a meme, I tell ya. The only way to cure ourselves is to spread it as widely as possible. Eventually the whole human race will be immune, and we can feel normal again.

Dolphins will keep well out of sight too. I consider that a plus.

She can't sue you for that. You know that.

You're a parent yourself, right? (I'm not, btw). How do you feel when one of yours hurts themselves, has an accident I mean. You blame yourself first, don't you? "What could I have done to keep that from happening?"

She'll be in a lot of pain, and there's not much she can do to fix it now.
I read in another thread that you're not so happy or confident now, but perhaps just let her threaten you and try to blame you (for a decision that was neither of yours, but his) until she gets over it? Try not to hit back.

Easy for me to say I guess. Never lost a family member yet (well a grandpa when I was like seven, but the other one is 97 and still giving me grief.) I've lost friends (including to suicide) and I'm guessing a family member taking their own life would hurt right off that scale.

I know, I am trying to be nice. She and I had a rocky relationship before, she has told me on more than one occasion that she wished I were dead so that he could have found someone else to hang out with. I won't say anything to her about how she is acting right now, but it's hard to keep my mouth shut.





I love both my children, but I can't really say that I like my daughter, I find her pompous and self-involved. I really like my son better, he thinks more like I do.
I like one of my daughters better than the other as well. I love them both the same though........;) One of them asked me once "who is your favorite?" so I said "daddy" and they say "no, mom, your favorite kid" and I said "daddy" :D

I like one of my daughters better than the other as well. I love them both the same though........;) One of them asked me once "who is your favorite?" so I said "daddy" and they say "no, mom, your favorite kid" and I said "daddy" :D

Mmmmmm, sounds incestuous.

...
You run a the construction business? With a the naked workers?
work would never get done
But they'd always be on the job!
The neighbours love it, the building inspectors love it...

The owner/builder? Stuff them!
The neighbours would love that, too!

Shit, you have that too!

It's a meme, I tell ya. The only way to cure ourselves is to spread it as widely as possible. Eventually the whole human race will be immune, and we can feel normal again.

Dolphins will keep well out of sight too. I consider that a plus.
Wait, wait, I didn't look at the dolphin site. No sir. No dolphins here.

Well, I did, but I was virulently disgusted. Seriously. Right.

Are we all talking about Rhaomi's dolphin site that he posted on the DCD dolphin thread?

But they'd always be on the job!
The neighbours love it, the building inspectors love it...

The owner/builder? Stuff them!
The neighbours would love that, too!

the way things change in this nation i may get away with that

Wait, wait, I didn't look at the dolphin site. No sir. No dolphins here.

Well, I did, but I was virulently disgusted. Seriously. Right.

Are we all talking about Rhaomi's dolphin site that he posted on the DCD dolphin thread?

just a stad in the dark here i say yes

Wait, wait, I didn't look at the dolphin site. No sir. No dolphins here.

Well, I did, but I was virulently disgusted. Seriously. Right.

Are we all talking about Rhaomi's dolphin site that he posted on the DCD dolphin thread?

I think so.

I like ..P-uh P-uh P-uh ...poooorr..
poorrr..
PIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEe

isn't it weird how we have slipped into the dolphin sex thing?

I know, I am trying to be nice. She and I had a rocky relationship before, she has told me on more than one occasion that she wished I were dead so that he could have found someone else to hang out with. I won't say anything to her about how she is acting right now, but it's hard to keep my mouth shut.

It's hard to believe this is the same thread. Lots of something has passed under the bridge, and some of it was mine.
A forum is a funny old thing, kind of like a party with people all shouting at each other without knowing if they're heard, or who exactly said what.

Good on you. From what I've read, I trust you to do the right thing.

I consider suicide sometimes. I think a suicidal person should write a long, long, long boring book with everything they never said in it, and leave copies of it as a suicide note. Then everyone who ever thought "why did they do it? Was it my fault?" could read of their book, read it until they were bored and didn't care any more.
Suicide is a mistake, always. A mistake they would take back if they could, only of course they can't. The suicide leaves it to everyone else to regret their mistake, and find the solution. A solution which is completely useless then.

It's not your fault. Don't be afraid to think it's your fault, don't be afraid to be told it's your fault, don't be afraid that anyone might say it's your fault, because it isn't. IT ISN'T. It's the fault (or decision if you prefer) of someone who is gone. People do stupid things, but let us not talk ill of the dead.

All I've got.

isn't it weird how we have slipped into the dolphin sex thing?

indeed

It's hard to believe this is the same thread. Lots of something has passed under the bridge, and some of it was mine.
A forum is a funny old thing, kind of like a party with people all shouting at each other without knowing if they're heard, or who exactly said what.

Good on you. From what I've read, I trust you to do the right thing.

I consider suicide sometimes. I think a suicidal person should write a long, long, long boring book with everything they never said in it, and leave copies of it as a suicide note. Then everyone who ever thought "why did they do it? Was it my fault?" could read of their book, read it until they were bored and didn't care any more.
Suicide is a mistake, always. A mistake they would take back if they could, only of course they can't. The suicide leaves it to everyone else to regret their mistake, and find the solution. A solution which is completely useless then.

It's not your fault. Don't be afraid to think it's your fault, don't be afraid to be told it's your fault, don't be afraid that anyone might say it's your fault, because it isn't. IT ISN'T. It's the fault (or decision if you prefer) of someone who is gone. People do stupid things, but let us not talk ill of the dead.

All I've got.

I am not under any illusion that it is my fault he shot himself in the head, I know that he was holding loaded the gun and decided what he was going to do. I even have suspicions that it really wasn't something outside himself that caused such a deep depression, but like I said, I am trying to keep my mouth shut and not go over and tell his mom that she knew he was sick, and that it's not anyone's fault.........although really, she didn't ever support him in trying to get better, but then it's not her fault either, because really we are only responsible for ourselves.

I am not under any illusion that it is my fault he shot himself in the head, I know that he was holding loaded the gun and decided what he was going to do. I even have suspicions that it really wasn't something outside himself that caused such a deep depression, but like I said, I am trying to keep my mouth shut and not go over and tell his mom that she knew he was sick, and that it's not anyone's fault.........although really, she didn't ever support him in trying to get better, but then it's not her fault either, because really we are only responsible for ourselves.

Smunkee, a very dear friend of mine hung himself last year, and I sympathise with your loss, and as I am sure that you know, this is not your fault, his mother clearly has issues with her own guilt, but at the end of the day, unless you were there and handed him the gun,then you have no guilt. he did this himself, if you had answered the phone and had a conversation with him and he had then done it, you would feel even worse. You know inside that you are a good person, just ignore his stupid mother and let her get on with her own guilt.

Half way through last year, I made a confession that rang through a fair amount of the online community. It's still online; I even have a link to it (it was copied across many different blogs).

http://jb-adder.deviantart.com/journal/9432938/

I am not under any illusion that it is my fault he shot himself in the head, I know that he was holding loaded the gun and decided what he was going to do. I even have suspicions that it really wasn't something outside himself that caused such a deep depression...

I tried to answer, I really did. But I have no faith in my advice, I sit here drunk yet still unable to easily answer. jjvs@pnc.com.au might work, got no msn or that crap, every time I try to go through the steps I find myself wandering down to the forum. I'm afraid of the private channel thing.

There's a reason I can't reply. I just don't know. If I had even half a clue, I could craft some knowing words around the kernel of my ignorance, but no ... I've got nothing.

I can't think of anything which doesn't trivialize it, or else blow it up to something more meaningful than it is. It just plain hurts, there's nothing you can do about it.

Crying here. Ten years ago, I thought I was over it. Didn't even know him that well.

Eck, oughta suck my gut in and hold my mouth right, really. I'm a big sissy! :(

EDIT: Owen, you bastard, you said you'd do it in style. Your funeral sucked!

isn't it weird how we have slipped into the dolphin sex thing?

Not that weird. Slip into whatever you like.

Goodnight!

isn't it weird how we have slipped into the dolphin sex thing?

It always comes back to having sex with dolphins.

I know, I am trying to be nice. She and I had a rocky relationship before, she has told me on more than one occasion that she wished I were dead so that he could have found someone else to hang out with. I won't say anything to her about how she is acting right now, but it's hard to keep my mouth shut

I like one of my daughters better than the other as well. I love them both the same though........;) One of them asked me once "who is your favorite?" so I said "daddy" and they say "no, mom, your favorite kid" and I said "daddy" :D

Some years ago, I went through a really rough time in the military. Out of contact with my family and fiance for a week or so. I got to make one call and called my mother. I was too ill to speak so I had a friend explain the situation. He explained it as I had lost my voice and was sick but that everything was fine but because of logistics I would be unavailable for a bit. Not entirely untrue except that I was much sicker than he let on.

Anyway, my mother called my job and fiance and told them I was sick and trapped in Norway and that I was likely not going to make it. I arrive home a week later, having dropped from 200 pounds at 6'1" to around 165 (mind you, I was only gone for less than a month), to sobbing people everywhere I go. My work offers me additional leave to recover, but I turn it down because I'm so far behind.

Cut to the first time I see my girlfriend. She cries in my arms and tells me how worried she was. She was a bulemic, but inactive when I left, and under the stress had become active again. She tells me how devestated she was and how she feels so out-of-control and whatnot and then falls asleep crying in my arms. I hold her just like that all night until I finally fall asleep.

I wake up in the morning and she's making breakfast and whistling and looks like everything is great. I try to talk to her and she tells me that she is feeling fine and that she just needed to talk to someone. She tells me that talking to me had helped her so much and she seems like everything is perfect.

So, what do I do? I leave for work. On a Saturday. While I've been offered leave. No one is making me work or even asking me to work and my fiance who I've not seen for nearly a month and was just telling me how her life is falling apart needs me. But I leave and go to work.

I call her four hours later (I worked and lived an hour and a half away). No answer. 5 hours. No answer. 6 hours. No answer.

I'm losing it. I keep calling about once an hour. Nothing. Late that night her mother answers the phone. She tells me my fiance will not be available in the near future and that I should not expect to hear from her and suggests that I have a nice life. In her defense, she doesn't know we're planning to marry. Anyway, that's all I hear about it. No one tells me what happened. Just "have a nice life."

I got a call from her about a week later to tell me she'd attempted suicide. Pills in a bathtub. Her parents had returned home earlier than expected and found her in time. She was in a hospital for eating disorders and related issues and she didn't have priveleges to call until just then.

Imagine how guilty I felt having left her. Imagine how angry I was at myself, her, her mother, my job. It changed me. Forever. I quit my job as a VP to leave for college. Moved away. Changed my life. Changed my priorities.

It took me a long time to deal with that guilt, that anger. And, in the meantime, I did silly things, like blame my job, blame her mother, etc. (not actually out loud mind you).

People deal with grief badly, for the most part. You deal with yours and try not to worry too much about how she deals with hers. And most of all, try not to let your grief make you do or even think things you'll regret. You won't be happy about it. I'm sorry for your troubles and I'm sure things will work themselves out in time.

Are you still with your fiance?

Wow, Jocabia. I had no idea. I'm glad you were able to take something positive out of all that.

Are you still with your fiance?

Nope. It was a long time ago. Things changed for her as she got healthier. Some good. Some not so much. But she got healthier which makes me wildly happy.

I've learned since that our relationship wasn't quite the relationship I had in my mind. I've had much more passionate relationships since. Much more close. Much more sensitive.

I'm not sorry for the experience, but I'm also not sorry that I've moved on.

The traits I choose to hide might be exactly the ones you do too. Or some complement of them.

Possibly...but doubtful. It's less that I choose to hide certain traits of myself and more that they simply don't come out over the internet...

I fall in love with many people here.
Hey, it's my confession. I fall in love like a drunken sailor!
I also have that horrible moment when I realize they're an arsehole, and can't bear to speak to them any more. That's so much easier here than in real life.

It's disconcerting when I find someone whose posts I love is male, because in real life I'm almost embarassingly straight. I make chauvenistic jokes, I hit guys and patronize women, but here I love and hate people based only on the tunes their words play in my head.

Oh well. I don't have sex with people, and real-life people have major drawbacks (not least, hitting me) so I should just be happy to be feeling love for something or someone somewhere.

Really? I can't say I can relate to that...

-snip-

Wow.

Wow, Jocabia. I had no idea. I'm glad you were able to take something positive out of all that.

It took a long time. I was stupid about it. I never let anyone know what I was really going through. I fell into depression, which, if you knew me, is quite the trick. I let it steal my passion for while, afraid that passion would throw my priorities out of whack again.

I hospitalized a half dozen guys in the next year. All guys who attacked me, but I did more than a little to provoke them in nearly every case. One was my brother who still bears a fairly decent scar from it. (To be fair, he was wildly out of control on drugs at the time).

I struggled. A lot.

And then I remembered who I was. And who I've wanted to be all my life. Got into charity. Stopped listening to preachers and started listening to my heart. Remembered all the things I love about the world, about people, about life.

Can't have that time back. Don't want it back. Learned a lot from it and wouldn't let those lessons go for all the Sinuhue in Canada. But I'd save anyone the trouble if I had the chance. I should have opened my mouth and told someone what I was going through instead of suffering alone. I should have admitted I was suffering to others and to myself.

But, it's not a sad story. It may seem like it. It's not. I live in a better world because of that time. Hot fires and tough steel and all that. But more than being tough, I'm soft and proud of it. I cry. I bleed. I fail. I hurt. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

It took a long time. I was stupid about it. I never let anyone know what I was really going through. I fell into depression, which, if you knew me, is quite the trick. I let it steal my passion for while, afraid that passion would throw my priorities out of whack again.

I hospitalized a half dozen guys in the next year. All guys who attacked me, but I did more than a little to provoke them in nearly every case. One was my brother who still bears a fairly decent scar from it. (To be fair, he was wildly out of control on drugs at the time).

I struggled. A lot.

And then I remembered who I was. And who I've wanted to be all my life. Got into charity. Stopped listening to preachers and started listening to my heart. Remembered all the things I love about the world, about people, about life.

Can't have that time back. Don't want it back. Learned a lot from it and wouldn't let those lessons go for all the Sinuhue in Canada. But I'd save anyone the trouble if I had the chance. I should have opened my mouth and told someone what I was going through instead of suffering alone. I should have admitted I was suffering to others and to myself.

But, it's not a sad story. It may seem like it. It's not. I live in a better world because of that time. Hot fires and tough steel and all that. But more than being tough, I'm soft and proud of it. I cry. I bleed. I fail. I hurt. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

We all have rough patches. Some are rougher than others. I'm glad to see you got out of yours intact and sane.