CONFESSIONS.

I confess that I'm not lying when I say that I can relate to Lapis Lazuli (who is my favorite SU character) Because I just always feel trapped? It's always mentally (or physically in certain clothing lol) Because I just can never say what I want to say because of social anxiety and fears of how people can react, and I can never express what I want to express in the way I want to express it.

And no, I'm not being dramatic, I actually am a very reserved and quiet person in real life, unless I am comfortable around the people I'm near.

I confess that I have to sit through 3 hours of "school spirittttt"

I confess that I love making new characters and having a really good idea for them but i can never fill out a good bio for them so they're really nice and fleshed out in my head but to everybody else it's just like "who the freakingfrack are their PARENST?1"

I also confess that I have been posting with my subaccount versus my main too much on things my sub has no business in being in

I confess that I have been caught in the never ending flow of the youtube suggestions for like an hour today

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I confess that I was having really intense, terrible toothache last night, so I went to the dentist. He suggested a root canal specialist if the pain happens again...
fml...

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I got real bored by the pep rally I had to go through today
There was a male cheerleader tho
He was cute

I confess that I have a super short attention span when I'm doing important things. I was doing math and I was randomly laughing at things that I saw on my desktop and remembered I have this funny malachite picture that I love so much and also said "did you know some people are 10% more banana than others" and "tis I the frenchiest of fries" among other random tumblr things.
and brought up Gumby to my mom and tried to remember Pokey's name lmao

I confess that before I actually start writing I change the word document font to wingdings and just type random messages

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I confess that I missed my art classes today because I might need a root canal and therefore missed one of the most fun classes I was looking forward to... q-q
We were starting to brainstorm theoretical pictographical logos in media arts and it was going to be awesome~ T-T Then I've only got about a week and a bit to finish the prisma color drawing I'm working on. I haven't even started my self-portrait at home... *cry*

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I confess that I stress out easily...
Sometimes I'll just being walking down a hallway, participating in conversation, participating in class, or listening to music and I'll start tearing up or breathing hard and I have to stop and relax. I don't want the world to stop around me, but I would appreciate sometimes if the world could just understand for a moment that I can't control my own stress levels. When I start crying it's not always because I heard or saw something upsetting. I'm a rather open person who doesn't have a lot of fears or lack of understanding, but I just can't control myself sometimes...

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I confess that I watched a lot of older things that most 2000s children wouldn't such as Roseanne, Fresh Prince of Bel air, and Doug, and still love them
I also watched a lot of Boomerang but that had things that most people would watch anyways.

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I confess there's this one guy in my chemistry group that I don't trust to do his work for our project (considering he's been doing nothing in class), so I'm going behind his back and doing the work that he'd be doing, and I'll probably bring it to the next class period, whether or not he did his work. (Basically, I'm building a model wind turbine for an energy project, since the guy that was supposed to build it hasn't made it. Unless he did it while I was sick.)

It was really stressing me out and this is the only way I can fix my stress.

I confess that I don't follow why people like things based upon the time they were released. I'm excluding nostalgia though

i confess that i tend to laugh at offensive jokes more often than normal jokes. terrible jokes. other than racist jokes i'll probably laugh at anything from country stereotypes to satan to just random sentences

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I confess that I think I've become addicted to chocolate recently...

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i confess that i just grabbed a can of whipped cream and sprayed it into my mouth at 11:40 at night