Anonymous Confessions -Ultimatix-

1795. I hate black people

1796. Mommy looking extra spicy in her photos pzs sit on. Mommy SIT ON.ME.MOMMY. NO WAIT STEP ON ME MOMMYYYY TELL ME I am BAD BOY and need to be punished

1797. Btw that curly hair is amazing

@1796 and @1797 I can't tell if you're the same person and you just toned down your second comment. But I'm sugar, spice and everything nice, haha! But seriously stop, whoever you are you are too kind XD ❣️ And @1797 Thank you lots darling ❤️

1798. "*guy starts chatting with a girl and they seem to hit it off, add each other on respective messaging platform* *guy proceeds to try and message girl maybe getting at best a response every couple of days if that if not longer. literal days will go by with no response with no reasonable explanation of absence and/or lack of responses* *guy eventually gives up and stops messaging cause he thinks girl isn't interested any longer and unfriends her* *girl gets surprised pikachu face when guy stops messaging and gets unfriended and wonders why when in reality it's not that hard to figure out the reason*"

Guy doesn't get that girl might just have been busy and thinks he is owed a response/reason and gets hurt when he doesn't get what he believes he's owed.

1799. Someone that comes and goes regularly suggests time and time again that this thread be revived. They disappear but troll messages remain for weeks on end. 1+1=2

1800. "How Panda Got His Groove Back Pt. 1 Amidst rolling hills and whispered secrets of ages past, lived a young boy named Panda. His heart was a mosaic of kindness and curiosity, and his eyes held a spark that illuminated even the darkest corners of his world. Panda had always sought a connection that resonated with the quiet depths of his soul. One day, as the sun painted the sky in hues of amber and gold, Panda's path converged with a girl who moved through life like a soft breeze, leaving behind a trail of tranquility. Her eyes, deep pools of mystery, held a gentle understanding, and her presence radiated a calm that spoke directly to the hidden recesses of Panda's heart. As the tapestry of their lives intertwined, Panda found solace in the girl's presence. They shared moments of quietude that transcended words, a connection that went beyond the confines of speech. Panda found himself falling deeply in love, captivated by the way her soul mirrored his own yearnings for a peaceful existence. Their love story unfolded gently, like the pages of a cherished book, but as time flowed by, Panda felt a subtle change within himself. It wasn't the girl who had changed—she remained a beacon of serenity. It was a dormant ember within Panda that began to stir, a spiritual flame that had long been neglected."