I need another story Something to get off my chest My life gets kinda boring Need something that I can confess Til' all my sleeves are stained red From all the truth that I've said Come by it honestly I swear Thought you saw me wink, no I've been on the brink, so Tell me what you want to hear Something that will light those ears Sick of all the insincere I'm gonna give all my secrets away This time, don't need another perfect lie Don't care if critics ever jump in line I'm gonna give all my secrets away
I'm currently dating three women all amazing an sexy. they're all good in bed now I just need to choose between them. it's very hard however I do love the Asian cause she's so cute if I could post photos of them I would. the Asian very sexy yummy body. the light skinned lady very yummy body has a kid. she does things that I never thought of. the Marine lady has a kid very yummy body when we fuck she takes control. I could keep all three up like it has for a few months
One of the biggest mysteries to me is how nobody really knows whether girls have a hymen or not, whether it's supposed to rip or not, whether it bleeds... seriously, if you're confused by this, go do a little bit of light research. Nobody seems to know. Everyone thinks something else about it, even doctors. Like... there are about 4 billion women in the world, can't someone just do an actual study!? Or was there one, but it got buried because everyone wants to claim they know what's up?
I feel like a human, on a planet of aliens, or am I the alien on a planet full of humans. Either way, I feel like I don't understand anyone and apparently, I don't understand myself. I can't afford therapy right now. Confesster is the best I can do at the moment. Thank you.
Some of my coworkers get annoyed when I have their register while they're on break or lunch and I don't face the money. Having all the bills turned the same way looks nice, I just don't give a crap. I know what a $1 bill looks like no matter which way it's turned. Customers, as far as I've seen, don't care if the money is all faced the same way. As long as they get their stuff and the right amount of change in a fairly quick time, they're happy. I've had customers compliment me more than once on how neatly I bag their stuff and putting their bags in the cart for them, but not once has anyone complimented me for handing them bills faced the same way. No one has complained about the bills not being faced. The cash recycler machine doesn't dispense bills that are faced either. When you turn in a till, it doesn't matter if the bills are faced. None if my managers have coached me on facing my bills. If the machine and my managers don't mind bills turned all different ways, I don't either. I can be fast or I can have a perfect looking drawer, but not both.
I have a guilty conscious. I worked at a customer service center, and the department I worked in for a long time transferred to another customer service center, and had to leave the program three months ago. The location I worked, tried to put me in another department, but it wasn't a fit for me, so I left. I tried to work doing something else, but I am used to customer service. I applied to the location, where the department I worked at relocated. They called me right away. I told them immediately that I used to work at a program that relocated there. They were fine with that and put me back in that program. I am training in my program, that I have worked in for over two years. My class doesn't know it because I still have to be trained by the company's standards. I don't know if my trainer knows or not. One of the people who is directly from the program didn't remember me right away, but I remembered her. I reminded her, and then she remembered me. I told her while the class and the trainer was in the room. The trainer walked in as I was leaving, and the trainer asked me if there was any thing wrong. I said no, that I was talking to the manager from the program about the company, and left. I didn't want to say anymore. The trainer may know or she may not know, but what matters is that those that hired me knew. The guilt that I have, is that I have an advantage in my training class. I feel that it is the hiring department's job to tell the trainer about my experience in the program. I almost wanted to tell her, but kept my mouth shut. I had to tell the program manager, because there may be an document or information with my name on it in past records. My name is an unusual name, so questions may be raised. I felt I told the right people (the hiring department, and the program manager). So, I am going to continue the training, as requested by the company. Whoever reads this, what is your opinion? Would you feel guilty? Would you have told the training class that you already worked in a department, or would you just sit back, get retrained and not let anyone know your previous experience?
it would be a amazing world to love in. if there was no age limits. I would be so happy to marry a sexy little girl at the age of 13. like it was back in the day
I want to have sex with someone else I justbdont know who yet. i think something is also wrong with my libido
I have had financial issues with trying to make more money and stay ahead. I usually either have barely or just enough. Since my boyfriend has moved in, I had lost a job, worked two jobs and my account is negative in a large amount of money. Sometimes I wonder if I am cursed or just learning a cosmic lesson on surviving financial struggles.
I don't hate my life, I'm just having a hard time understanding it.