and layby company the package navy pants- were on the box at the bedroom door, they fell down a few times I walked past I picked them up . i could have thrown them over to the cupboard at the mirror? I don't know where they are. mum could have moved them and put them with her things she is always doing that. dad could have give them away rose could have stolen them allan could have stolen them their attitude is like "she has too much, she won't miss them anyway" she doesn't deserve anything. i help others but others don't ever help me much. everyone is always trying to take me down and steal from me, no matter what it is. I want to be in a place where I can push and bash the nails down around me that stand out. I want to have so much power no one ever turns there back on me again. I am all about me me me me. self obsession 24/7 how I am perfect and better then others and getting ahead and and how I need things more then others I need to learn to be like other women, more bitchy more controlling and pushy and self obsessed and self gaining and maneuvering people into liking me and working for my benefits to help me only at all times. i mean i am all that matters in the world that is how you get ahead thinking of yourself all the time. I have been too giving I have to learn to be selfish and conceited and self adoring more.
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