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I confess that I should be in the dancing school right now. But instead, I'm sitting here, reading confessions.
I missed the last 3 lessons just because I'm too lazy.
#lazy #read #confessions #lesson #missed
For work, I always have a lot of research to do. And this means that I often have to work at home (later, at night for example).
But I'm just too lazy. So I got my son to do it. He gets 10 bucks each time he "helps" me.
I can get to bed earlier and he gets some extra money. He's always a bit tired though and his grades in school aren't that good as in the beginning of the year but I guess that's not too bad.
#lazy #confession #work #son #secret #anonymously #research #night #tired
I told my teacher my mom has cancer so she would let me eat and sleep in class. My teacher said I should do what I thought was best for me.
My mother is perfectly fine, I just played Xbox the whole night and hadn't got time to sleep or eat.
#lie #mother #cancer #teacher #school #lazy #xbox #sleep #eat #confession
I am about to do the citizenship test in Germany because my German girlfriend wants it so badly.
I told her that I studied and that I'll pass it but I am not sure. Haven't done anything for it.
Wish me luck!
I told one of my colleague that our boss spys on us via spy software and that he could see everything we do on our computers. It's not true but I just wanted her not to be that lazy. She's chatting with her friends all day long and I have to do the whole work.
So for a while now I have been pissing my panties over a toilet,the feeling of it spreading through the fabric makes my clit pulse just thinking about it. Thus morning i was cooking in the kitchen and needed to pee. I didnt want to go to the toilet and so tried to hold it. When I bent down to get something, i started to pee and fart all over the floor through my pyjama pants and panties. It felt so good as it spread all down my legs and around my feet. I cleaned up the floor and carried on with with my cooking and needed to go again, i spread my legs and pissed everywhere again. While cooking I drank lots if water and continued to piss every few minutes all over myself and the floor. It turned me on so much. Ive showered now but I need to piss again, sitting on the leather sofa at my bestfriends hiuse seems the best place to go. Who'd have thought being so lazy would be such a turn on
#piss #kitchen #lazy #confession
My ex-wife was lazy and didn't like to work, she only held jobs for a short time and didn't had one for a couple of years. It's was so frustrating to go work my as off so she can hang out all day. We are divorced now but before that happened we were fighting one night and I got so mad with her sponging off me I stripped her naked, grabbed all her other clothes, told her I bought them so they were mine. I kept her naked for days before I gave her clothes back.
Once a day I google myself just to see how popular I am. The first 20 entries are even about me. Not bad for a blighter like me huh?
I used to be EXTREMELY lazy, it got to the point where I would just sit at home and play World of Warcraft all day. I finally told myself to grow some fucking balls and began to change my life around, nowadays I love to run, workout and wake up early. My diet also consists of only the healthiest foods so to all of you out there who are lazy, Never give up your dreams.
What I do in my free time:
- watch porn
- eat dorritos
- spotify in shuffle mode
- MJs
- shisha
- go to bed at 1 am, wake up at 6
- south park
- reddit
Rinse and repeat. Hell yes
I almost never brush my teeth. I can go over a month without doing so and not even notice. I'm trying to get back into the act of brushing my teeth as my teeth look kinda yellow and I'm sure I have multiple cavities but I keep forgetting.
I moved into my first own apartment 3 months ago. I have everything I need for a living, a bed, cupboards, a closet, everything. But I haven't unpacked my stuff yet because I am just too lazy. Not even my clothes, they are still in my boxes. My mother is really annoyed but what should I say? I like it this way. ;-)
My constant, sloth like state disgusts me. im a 17 year old male living in england currently and i hate myself. i hate my life. im constantly in a state of boredom, but im too lazy to do anything, im not at college because i cant be bothered having to try to achieve something, i was recently in a relationship with a girl who i thought i loved, but she wanted me to go out every day and i dont want to do that, im too lazy. i do not have a job, because i quite frankly cannot be arsed to go out and look. i dont know how to approach and talk to people in real life situations i spend most of my time playing games like league of legends to try and take my mind off of reality. i do nothing all day but eat, sleep and masterbate. sometimes i wish my family hated me, so i had a reason to feel so shit. i wish something traumatic happened to me as a child, i wish my parents abused me i wish a neighbor raped me or something to make me hate life, but no, my childhood was normal, i used to be normal. but now i cant stop this cycle of nothingness. i dont want to live, but i dont want to die. i dont want to die, i wish i had never been born in the first place. at least if i died and my family hated me then they would be happy i was gone, but they love me, and that makes existence so much harder. idk what im trying to say, i just wanted to vent. basically, im depressed, suicidal, and i dont have a reason for it which angers me to no end. im a disgusting waste of skin, im a waste of resources. im a disgusting human being. this life that was given to me by the lord, or whatever created us is being wasted. im a waste, why do i exist.
i am so so sorry for existing.
I confess to being an entitled asshole, who since I was able to walk, expected everything for nothing. I thought I could coast through life and have all the things I wanted to be and to have would just fall into my laps. They didn’t. So now I’m at a shitty job that I hate because it’s the job I strives for, which is to say nothing at all. I haven’t put effort into anything and now I’m addicted to my mediocrity. I have no compassion, no drive, no ambition; I don’t know what hard work looks or feels like. Everyone else is trying to better themselves, and here I am dreading to go to work everyday, hoping that this day I’ll get fired and not have to work here, instead of quitting and doing something with my life. All because I have convinced myself that I was a genius, just waiting to be discovered and make the world a better place. Yeah right.
I am just so damn fucking lazy. There's something I should have done weeks ago, but I just started the process for it today. I lied about it to everyone I know and they think I got my shit together now... More or less.
I need to get my head out of my ass and start doing shit.
#despair #lazy #wtf #confession #sin
I am lazy. It's not somthing I can control I just am.
I don't have a bunch of energy like every one else seem's to have. I sit and play on my laptop every day and somtimes I will watch TV while I'm on my laptop. I do get up and clean I just don't do it right a way.
I work in a 24 hours shop mostly nightshift.
My boss is a complete retard. He thinks he's the coolest guy on earth and everyone else is a loser and he doesn't realize that he's the jerk. Altough it would be his duty to count the money and bring the earnings to the bank, he doesn't do it. He always instructs me to do that. But that's not my job!
He's such a lazy ass. And because I don't like him and because he thinks he can do what he wants I take cigarettes and booze each time before I leave the store. He won't notice it because I have to keep track of all books.
#shop #nightshift #boss #idiot #jerk #lazy #cigarettes #booze #theft #confession #hate #sin
I have become a hoarder. I go on eBay late at night when everyone is asleep and I buy luxury clothing and shoes that are not even my size. I started working from home so I can accept the packages without my husband knowing. I have boxes on top of boxes and I tell him that they are inventory that I am selling online but I'm not. I haven't sold anything online in over a year or two. I am so sick over my deception and addiction that I just lay in bed all day and make plans on how I am going to rectify the situation. But all I do is wind up unpacking one box and repackaging the items in another. I don't know why I am doing this. I never cared about things like that before but now it's like if I see a Tory Burch bag for $5 with free shipping and I dont buy it I feel like I'm about to take a huge test that I am completely unprepared for, or like I'm about to jump out of a plane. The only thing that stops the anxiety is buying the item. I am out of money and I can't remember the last time I did dishes or made dinner. I just lock myself in my room and obsess over this all day and all night.
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