Confessions

I confess I'm sad and bitter about recent events. Especially with last week Sunday. I'm sure it'll pass eventually. Time waits for no one.

I used to have upstairs neighbors that would have sex like once a week, every Wednesday at around 8 or 9 at night. You'd just hear the bed squeaking(Annoying at first, but then I made a game of timing them at around 15 minutes.), but you knew what those rhythmic squeaks meant. He must've had a dry spell, went almost a month, poor fella. But, when the squeaks started again, then finished, me and my then (Pre marriage...We was livin' in siiiiin, oh lawd!!!)girlfriend clapped loud enough for them to hear. Gotta have your moral support.

i confess i was up til 3am last night eating chocolate chips and watching mukbangs on instagram https://78.media.tumblr.com/fa2ac300ef8a2951789c46e64896d48c/tumblr_oaqgtiyITI1tqjhmao1_500.gif