CONFESSIONS
Be honest, we are mad and doomed
Say that you are a madman.
Say that you are a psychopath.
Say that you are angry with the world.
Say that you are frustrated with your boss.
Say that you are selfish beyond belief.
Say that you like begging.
Say that you like to have sex wildly.
Say that you would steal if no one was looking.
Say that you want to have sex with every man, woman or both.
Say that you are a pervert.
Say that you are blind to your own faults.
Say that your want to kill the neighbour.
Say that you would leave your wife.
Say that you have wanted to kill someone.
Say that you have wanted to hang yourself
Say that you laugh at disabled people.
Say that you are secretly a racist.
Say that you dream of power so that you can do whatever the fuck you want.
Say that you would flush a goldfish without even flinching.
Say that you are still scared of the boogeyman.
Say that you are useless at your job.
Say that you have no meaning or purpose in life
Say that your wife or girlfriend doesn’t make love to you anymore.
Say that you feel powerless.
Say that you masturbate to kinky and weird porn.
Say that you have committed tax fraud.
Say that you are a liar.
Say that if it was between your convenience and the environment, you would pick your convenience.
Say that you look at yourself in the mirror and hate what you see.
Say that you are narcissistic.
Say that you hate your parents.
Say that you would kill baby Hitler.
Say that you don’t know what love feels like.
Say that you would do more drugs if you didn’t have responsibilities.
Say that your heart is not in the right place.
Say that you are lost.
Say you dream of the day when your girlfriends' cat dies.
Say say say
Say your confessions.
Salvation lies at the end of admittance.
Be honest.
We are all mad and doomed.
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