Humanity
Word of the Day: 捜す
So, my computer was hacked again and now they are wanting me to edit wikipedia articles for some reason, referencing bank trans actions and such, which I found highly disturbing. Also they tried to get me to agree with completely bullshit things. Since I can't really see since I don't have glasses, I would never agree to anything I can't see.
By Kayla McIntosh7 minutes ago in Confessions
The Ferrari Has Feelings
There’s a woman I’ve been my whole life — a woman built from speed, instinct, and self‑possession. A woman who learned early that the world respects the shine more than the story, the performance more than the truth. So I became the Ferrari. Not by accident, but by design.
By Shannon Lemireabout 7 hours ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 計画
So basically, it has been utter chaos since I uploaded my personal videos to Youtube. I know that it makes me look like I am coupling with Jahon. He did ask to come live with me but I don't think he deserves to live here. He has only brought destruction... I know maybe it could have been because some one else fucked him over and he was taking it out on me, but I don't really need to deal with that. He did do one task for me, and for that I am glad. But I don't think it warrants living with me.
By Kayla McIntoshabout 18 hours ago in Confessions
Lately, I'm empty
Lately, I feel an emptiness inside of me that doesn’t make any sense. I was fine a week ago and now I’m numb to the pain that I’ve been carrying around. Numb to the idea of me existing. I wish I could go to a place where I can hear happy positive thoughts and surround myself with joy. The medication I’m on doesn’t seem to work anymore. I still feel pain from existing, why am I here anyways? Merely to exist. I don’t feel like I’m making any differences being here.
By Cerina Galvanabout 20 hours ago in Confessions
The Day I Learned to Stop Chasing Perfection
I spent years trying to be perfect. Not just “good enough,” but flawless in every way — at school, at work, with friends, even online. I wanted everyone to think I had it all together, that my life was seamless, and that I never made mistakes. But inside, it felt like I was constantly spinning, running on a treadmill that didn’t have a stop button.
By Londyn Riceabout 22 hours ago in Confessions
I Didn’t Tell Anyone How Bad I Was Struggling.
didn’t tell anyone how bad I was struggling because I didn’t know how to explain it. Nothing dramatic happened — no big moment. I just slowly started feeling heavier every day. It wasn’t like one sudden crash; it was like carrying an invisible backpack that kept getting heavier, no matter what I did.
By Londyn Ricea day ago in Confessions
The Piggy Project. Top Story - February 2026.
I’ve had so many names in this life I lose track of which ones were ever really mine and which ones I wore because someone needed me to. Some were handed to me before I had words to refuse them, before I knew what they meant, before I knew I could say no. Most weren’t meant to hurt. That doesn’t mean they didn’t leave marks. Marks that told me who I belong to, who I am by way of who claims me, recognizes me in the good and bad, who walks beside me.
By Fatal Serendipity2 days ago in Confessions
How to Start a Christmas Village Collection: A Beginner's Complete Guide
Starting a Christmas village collection feels overwhelming when you're staring at hundreds of pieces online. But here's the truth: you don't need to buy everything at once, and your first purchase matters more than you think.
By Shahid Sipra2 days ago in Confessions
Scrambled Eggs and Silence
The Year Was 1967 I was four years old. My world was small but crowded—my parents, my two little sisters barely out of babyhood, and me. We lived high above the street in a middle-class high-rise, fourteen floors up, trying to build a life like everyone else. Both my parents worked, which meant that, like so many families, we relied on a babysitter.
By Debbie3 days ago in Confessions
A Confession: Why I Remained a Scammer
Life has been good. And the definition of good now is different from the definition of good a year ago. Good means enough sleep. Good means I don’t have to worry about being electrocuted or being beaten up. Good means I live without expectations.
By Evren T4 days ago in Confessions
Benefits of Looking Forward To Something
Everyone looks forward to something because it is part of life. When we were younger, we looked for most things that were different from what we look forward to now that we are older. Even so, we might still look forward to some of the same things: birthdays, holidays (some more than others), graduation, first job, dating, marriage, anniversaries, raising a family, and more.
By Margaret Minnicks5 days ago in Confessions
