tell me things
people love to tell me things. like i don't want to go to jail, i lied, i did it, he molested me, i'm scared of the dark, i set fires, i stole $800 from my mom, i fucked a girl that had a miniature penis, i cheated on her, i ate the last peice of cheese, i'm a virgin, i have seizures, my dad killed someone, i cut myself, my mom's dying, i didn't rape her, i'm gay, she said no, i hate sex, i never told anyone. those kind of things. strangers even. i don't know why. i bet i could get murderers to confess to me. |