November 17 is National Confess Your Feelings Day.
You have to confess your feelings no matter how embarrassing it is. And it HAS to be in person. No confessing over text or facetime. In person.
"Hey its National Confess Your Feelings Day , I like you."
Or
"Hey, wanna go out"
Or
"Hey, I like you"
on national confess to your crush day, you will need to ( if youโre comfortable ) confess your feelings to your crush. you will then find out if they also have feelings for you and hopefully they do!
you - hey itโs national confess to your crush day so um i like you
them - ( they either say they like you or donโt )
april 10 is confess you like someone day!
person 1: hey did you know it's confess you like someone day?
person 2: really?
person 1: yea!
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confess your love to someone whether it's your girlfriend,boyfriend crush or even just a loved one.tell them how much they mean to you and how much you love them
Confess your love to someone day
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april 24 is national confess to your crush day! go out there and get em!
person 1: i think i might go talk to her bro!
person 2: thats great man! why all of a sudden?
person 1: dude, its april 24! national confess to your crush day!
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My loneliness-is killing me. And I, I must confess, I sill believe!!!!!!!!!!!! (still believe), is a part of the revolutionary song Britney Spears sang.
Person 1 :"My loneliness-is killing me. And I, I must confess, I sill believe!!!!!!!!!!!! (still believe). When I'm with you I loose my mind, give me a siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing. HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "
Person 2 : Yooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Are you singing that legendary Britney Spears song?
Person 1 : YEP!!!!!!!!
My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.
My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.
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