Confession Booth

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A bad confession, but I often feel like I'm slowing down the cars behind me when driving. I'm very careful not too speed as I lose my license very easy. :indiff:

Don't worry about it, you drive the way you feel most comfortable and don't let tailgaters force you into going faster.

Overall you'll only lose a few minutes of time if you drive at the speed limit instead of 10 percent over. Usually a whole bunch of cars will pass me and then at the next set of lights I'll catch right back up again.

If they're in that much of a hurry then they'll find a way past, I usually hug the right side of the lane to give them a better view of when they can pass.
 
If that's your confession then mine would be quite the opposite. Most of the time I don't even know the speed limit on a particular road but I'm certain I'm over it most of the time even when trying to be 'economical'.

Luckily there aren't any speed cameras in this city.
 
If that's your confession then mine would be quite the opposite. Most of the time I don't even know the speed limit on a particular road but I'm certain I'm over it most of the time even when trying to be 'economical'.

Luckily there aren't any speed cameras in this city.
I'm in the same boat. I usually try to watch it until I'm alone and safe or try not to beat on my parents cars but sometimes I find myself on a high end of the scale without realizing it.
 
There's a woman I work with (oh no, here I go again) and I confess to say I'm captivated by her.
For a man in a happy, healthy relationship is this wrong?

I can't help but be attracted to her; her whole aura mezmorises me. She's highly attractive (as confirmed by all my other colleagues) and I can't help but get lost admiring her when she's around. She's young and seemingly rather innocent which might by why I'm a bit taken by her.

I've no intention of doing anything about my obsession except to continue about my life gazing longingly at her when the chance arises. I do think about her quite a bit and savour the occasions when we converse but I keep telling myself that it's nice just to have a bit of temptation in life.

The last time this happened and I acted on it my life got complicated (different year, different country, different language). I think I've learned my lesson and know how to go about it now. Hopefully.

Had to get that off my chest if I hadn't already somewhere else on the forum.
 
I can't smile without looking like a serial killer in photos. EVERYONE i see smiling in photos always look great, but nooooooo not me.
 
I have to confess that I can't stay away from GTP. I haven't been online that much lately but here I'm again, posting .... again, making others whome don't like me, nervous. :D
 
I can't help but be attracted to her; her whole aura mezmorises me. She's highly attractive (as confirmed by all my other colleagues) and I can't help but get lost admiring her when she's around. She's young and seemingly rather innocent which might by why I'm a bit taken by her.
Pics or it didn't happen.

just kidding btw
I can't smile without looking like a serial killer in photos. EVERYONE i see smiling in photos always look great, but nooooooo not me.
Pics or it didn't happen.

I'm serious. Meet me in the 'pic of yourself' thread.
 
I really like EDM, but whenever I talk to people about it, I just get confused looks

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I make an insane amount of movie references from movies I haven't even seen before, but only seen clips or heard quotes from.

I've been watching this thread for a long time yet never confessed anything myself.

I dislike half of the folks I have on my Skype/Steam/GTPlanet friends list (or followers, for the GTP laymen) but I don't want to be rude or plain old mean and delete them.

I once stole two bucks from my 6 year old sister to help pay for the rest of my pizza. My pizza.

Whenever I go to a party, I occasionally grab a snack or a drink that is being handed out even though I'm not either hungry nor thirsty, and I find a place to hide the snack or drink. And yes, I leave it there when I leave.

I pretend to be a bit of a tough guy when I'm driving with other people in the car, but when I'm driving by myself I'm as nervous as Velma without her glasses.
 
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