Here is my confession.Last night was amazing! But you left earlier than I thought. You know I hate it when you leave early! But I know, I know. You have to go back to your family. Yeah your lover found out about me once and had a hissy fit. So what! I told you to tell them you had to go on a business meeting. But no! You wanted to sing the truth like a canary.
addictions

Confession of the Mistress Gambling for your Heart.
Logic 1: Caffeine is harmless
Caffeine is harmless. It is actually an important part of daily life and provides no real side effects and is not stored in your body. It is like vitamins that give you a little boost for your day, plus it makes life and mouth happy.
Back to.....Myspace
Like the rest of my generation, our phones become our lives, fast. We become addicted to the instant gratification of having the whole world and our entire social lives at our finger tips. Well, when those addictions get too bad, and the bill gets to high, things don’t get paid. In this case though, the phone bill was cut.

The Real Reasons We Have a Homeless Problem...
I've read most of the posts on this site with a "homeless" tag and I wanted to write sort of a general response to most of them...because many of the people who posted seemed sort of puzzled about why we have homeless people in this country which is suppost to be the "richest country in the world.' First of all, we are quickly losing that status; as China and India climb the ladder of wealth, the

Dealing with a Drug Addict
He screamed as I tried to reach my hand out. A person who I used to think as a brother in front of me was no longer the person I admired. He began throwing things at me and his sister. Pens, books, CDs, and anything else he could get his hands on. The reason for his insanity was because his drugs went missing. And the truth was that the drugs were in my pockets all along.

Luxury Addiction, or is that just me?
Somtimes, I don't get why I do the things I do. This isn't one of those times. I know that the reason that I'm lazy and intend to get whatever it is that I want is because it's comfortable. This comfort has been provided for me my whole life (courtesy of my parents and being born in the US) to the point where I expect it... no, more than expect it- NEED it. Infact, I'd say I'm addicted to luxury.


