Confessions

I went through sleep therapy to stop myself from doing paranormal stuff at night. I wake up with bruises all over my body because I have this unusual sleeping movement which just looks like me doing the bridge from gymnastics. But more horrifying like he posed girl from Ouiji.

I confess that I care too much for my own good, and it backfires most of the time...and when it does...it usually takes a piece of me along with it.

I confess, yesterday I created/paid membership for a dating profile on Furrymate and have gone through a couple hundred profiles since messaging 27 so far. and the only replies I have gotten was spam for free shit. I now fear that my Co-workers can smell the loneliness emanating from my general direction.