before i left for a summer abroad, i had a decent guy who really liked me, but i
was afraid to just be with him. while i was away, i thought i had all of these
opportunities come up that i couldn’t refuse (re: grad school), but found out
that they were not quite what i thought they were. now i am home and everything
is different. i’m not afraid to be with him; he’s afraid to be with me. i cannot
decide what i want to do about applying to grad school and i feel like i have a
lot of pressure on me to make decisions immediately. i just can’t.
confession n. A written or oral statement acknowledging guilt, made by one who has been accused or charged with an offense.
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It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.
— Oscar Wilde
It's kind of like being in someone's head while they're praying or thinking about things they'd never say outloud.
— Yaflapkik
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