The best way to clear your conscience before the weekend is to admit what you did via our anonymous Sick Chirpse confessions box — every Friday we’ll be posting the best ones.
Here are the best from this week:
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I bumped into some waster I haven’t seen in like 5 years, thought I’d never see him again. One of these guys who really wants you to think he’s cool but he’s just so see-through and try-hard. Not a bad guy, just overbearing and cringeworthy. He even used to ask my girlfriend why I’d never hang out with him (not showing off here, I’m really not that cool). Anyway, I panicked and gave him my number after he asked and he said he’d text me soon so we could go for a drink. I know that text is coming any day now and it’s stressing me out more than it should. I really wish I was more of an arsheole, being fake-nice is a curse. I feel fucking trapped FFS.