On the subject of midnight confessions, here's mine:
"When I'm telling the world that I love you!"
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Before my wife and I were married she did exactly that, she said that she loves me in Midnight Confessions. I see that you are familiar with the song.
On the subject of midnight confessions, here's mine:
"When I'm telling the world that I love you!"
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My other confession, I like the smell of petrol/gas.
Am I weird![]()
My other confession, I like the smell of petrol/gas.
Am I weird![]()
I never realize how wonderful it is to have someone beside me until it is the end of the day and I've got a lot of things running on my mind but there is no one beside me that will going to ask me "what is it you are thinking of ?"![]()
I have another final later on today...and I can't sleep. Night owls are smarter though.
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I confess that I married a Christian woman twice, who divorced me twice(I guess she had to tell me twice?). After that, I married an unbeliever.
I confess that Sweets is very beautiful in this pictureI never realize how wonderful it is to have someone beside me until it is the end of the day and I've got a lot of things running on my mind but there is no one beside me that will going to ask me "what is it you are thinking of ?"![]()
Two hearts for the two losses broI confess that I married a Christian woman twice, who divorced me twice(I guess she had to tell me twice?). After that, I married an unbeliever.
I never realize how wonderful it is to have someone beside me until it is the end of the day and I've got a lot of things running on my mind but there is no one beside me that will going to ask me "what is it you are thinking of ?"![]()
I confess that I feel worthless. Like a piece of trash that doesn't matter. I have lost myself.
I never realize how wonderful it is to have someone beside me until it is the end of the day and I've got a lot of things running on my mind but there is no one beside me that will going to ask me "what is it you are thinking of ?"![]()
I confess that I feel worthless. Like a piece of trash that doesn't matter. I have lost myself.
I confess that I feel worthless. Like a piece of trash that doesn't matter. I have lost myself.
Sweet darling sister, may I remind you that you are the daughter of the Most High, the heir to our King, which automatically makes you WORTH to Him, it makes you not trash but TREASURE to Him, it makes you not lost but FOUND in his mercy and grace. You are beautiful, and exquisite in Gods fine detail, you were made for a plan and purpose as it says in Jeremiah 29:11, see that’s His promise to you - He’s got you girl!I confess that I feel worthless. Like a piece of trash that doesn't matter. I have lost myself.