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By Abandoned Places near me5 months ago in Confessions
The Silent Power Ranked No. 1 Pakistan’s Intelligence
Pakistan’s Intelligence: The Silent Power Ranked No. 1 In the shadowed world of intelligence, where silence speaks louder than speeches and precision matters more than parades, one agency has emerged with an unshakable reputation: Pakistan’s Inter-Services Intelligence (ISI).
By Wings of Time 5 months ago in Confessions
Just Wanted Bacon on My Burger
I went to Burger King with my wife. We ordered separately on the app so we could each earn our own points. I wanted to enjoy a nice cheeseburger, which was on sale through the Burger King app. It was a free cheeseburger if you bought something for a dollar. I added bacon to it and also ordered a side item.
By Joey Raines5 months ago in Confessions
Two strangers seated side-by-side on a long overnight train ride. Content Warning.
The notebook feels cheap under my fingers, the cardboard cover flimsy. This pen is already starting to skip. But it’s midnight, and the train is a dark serpent sliding through the sleeping countryside, and I can’t sleep. The hum is in my bones. That low, metallic thrumming that feels like being inside a giant, moving creature. It’s the sound of distance being eaten. The sound of leaving.
By Chahat Kaur5 months ago in Confessions
The Things We Do in the Dark. Content Warning.
October 12th I saw him again today. It’s stupid, really. The way my body reacts. A full-system reboot from a thirty-second interaction in a coffee line. It’s not even about the words. It’s about the space between them.
By Chahat Kaur5 months ago in Confessions
The Day My Mistake Became a Public Spectacle at Work
A Personal Story The office was small — just four desks, each occupied, the sound of keyboards and phones filling the space. I shared it with three colleagues, one woman and two men, each focused on their own tasks. On that week, one of my responsibilities was to make changes in our systems and move them into production so the whole team could keep working smoothly.
By BehindTheDesk5 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 一番. Top Story - September 2025.
I finally think I am back to my schedule again but I am so giddy talking to Sebastian today. I know it is because of the weed a little bit but I am enjoying the heck out of it. Some of the enthusiasm might be also because I got the clean bill of health from the doctors and I don't have to worry about dying from an orgasm. Hopefully at least.
By Kayla McIntosh5 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 洗濯
I put on pants from the bottom of my laundry basket and they are obviously stinky but I am going to the hospital so I am feeling like I don't really care. I sort of want to put perfume but I am not sure if that is allowed or not. I even worried about the deodorant but I put a little on
By Kayla McIntosh5 months ago in Confessions
Unsent, Unforgotten
We all have sentences inside us that were never spoken. Words that sat at the edge of our lips, waiting for courage, waiting for the right time—a time that never came. For me, those words weren’t just sentences. They were an entire letter.
By Shehzad Anjum5 months ago in Confessions
Secret Letter. Content Warning.
The fluorescent lights are too bright and they're humming secrets I can't quite catch. My feet are moving before my brain catches up—through the automatic doors, past the reception desk where the woman is staring (she knows something), into the parking lot where the air tastes like metal and fear.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Confessions
