I once snorted my grandfather’s ashes off of some random guy’s boner. I obviously was not in the right state of mind but I’ll never forgive myself for it.

I’ve somehow faked my way through school using charms and talk, and I’m really kidding myself thinking I’m intelligent

I hate things and people that seem perfect. It makes me want to alter them, dirty them, make everything a little more messy, chaotic.

I’m in a competition with myself. I desperately miss my 20′s and I’m bored with pretty much everything. In my 20′s I was diagnosed with having ‘thrill’ issues – whereby I would do anything for a rush, I’m 40 and still would do anything for a rush.

I am gay and have a fetish for fat guys, so when I was younger I would always make sure my best friends were fat and sometimes I would touch them when they were sleeping.

I get extremely angry when I’m forced to explain a simple concept to a stupid person, often repeatedly, but I keep on a fake smile and act like I’m happy to help. Sometimes I really just want to slap their faces.

pretty sure I may have raped a girl when I was drunk… but I woke up in her bed with her cuddling with me and she wasn’t acting like anything was wrong.

I cheat on women that I date so I don’t have to go through the anguish of them cheating on me.

I don’t love my wife anymore, but am staying with her so that our kids can have a decent home…we are amicable with each other, but her interests have nothing to do with mine, nor mine her’s…she has given me permission to have a GF since she’s not interested in a sexual relationship anymore.

For the last 3 years I’ve been supporting my boyfriend because he is mentally ill (bipolar) and refuses to try to find work. He can also get really mean, and I’m afraid to tell him that we’re about to go over our bandwidth limit (again) because he’s always downloading stuff. Lots of people think that I’m a very “together” person, but they have no idea that I hold my world together with paper, spit, and rubber bands most of the time.