Post your confession!

BlogConfessions is basically just another idea of BlogSecret. Both are here for the sake of the human being holding too many things, and in need of letting some out.
Post as many confessions as you'd like.
and Please do not spam with unnecessary pictures and comments.

Send your confessions to blogconfessions1@yahoo.com
and I'll post them ASAP.

Enjoy.
Ask me anything

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Is it my fault that you’re such a bitch? That you lost 3 important people in 3 months? It’s not my fault that you lost your boyfriend & 2 best friends. It’s not my fault that they abandoned you. From your attitude, I totally get why they left you. Oh, wait. YOU left them. You told him he wasn’t good enough & now you want him back when he doesn’t want you. You pushed your best friends away, blaming them on your break up. It’s not my fault they chose to be friends with me and not you. So, stop blaming me for your mistakes.

My best friend promised me that he wouldn’t speak to his ex-girlfriend again, after she broke his heart terribly & ruined our friendship before we became best friends again. Today, i found out that they just recently started texting each other again. Secretly. Is he really gonna let that ass ruin our friendship again?

People find it weird when they realise I used to self-harm.
I’m sure they would find it even weirder if they realised I’m still depressed and think about self-harm every single moment of every day.

I used to think we were friends… Then it went too far one night and then I thought there was something more.

Now I know that there never was and never will be even a friendship. I can’t stand to even be in the same room as you anymore.

You can’t blame me for being insecure. Blame yourself. You made me this way. Thanks to your hurtful words, I’ve become who I am today.

I hate how straightforward you can be. Do you realized that everything that comes out of your mouth always hurts me? For once, stop insulting me and just give a little compliment before I die in the hole of insecurity!

My best friends and I have been friends for 6 years. Every year, on each one of their birthday, we’ll hold a surprise party for them. For 16 years of my life, I’ve never had a surprise party before. Heck, nothing good happens on my birthday. My best friends will only wish my happy birthday and give me meaningless presents. I can’t wait to graduate high school, just so I don’t ever see them again.

You seem to be telling everyone else the “truth” but me. I think I want you to tell me, to my face, what you’re telling everyone, especially if it’s the truth, but I’m scared to hear it from you. This just hurts so much. I don’t know what to do anymore.

On my 18th birthday, I’m going to kill myself. As a presant to everyone. My birthday is in July. Just after school and just before college. By then, everyone has forgotten about you anyways. And the worst part is, I can’t wait. Just 2 more years and 10 months.

I’M SORRY.

That pube you found on the soap was mine. Sorry. :/