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When my grandfather died, I was so angry with him that I refused to go to his funeral.
Even now, 2 years later, I regret that I didn't take the chance to say goodbye to him one last time.
I made a 'Your mom's so dumb and fat...' joke to a kid whose mom died.
I feel terrible.
The other night I had a really big orgasm!! I was lying on my stomach and I had a butt plug in my ass and a hairbrush in my pussy. I rubbed my clit so fast while i was moving the hairbrush in n out until I came hard. I was shaking! My head was buried in my pillow. I was gone for minutes, I was spent! Had a good night sleep after that 😏 I just really had to tell somebody about it, it was amazing
My girlfriend's father thinks I am going to church every Sunday. That was a necessary lie I had to tell for him to trust and like me. He is a very religious man and I thought the best thing to do is tell him I am too.But I am not. Not at all. My girlfriend doesn't know either! I am sure she wouldn't approve lying to her father about something like that. So I tell her as well that I am at church at Sundays. We live 50 miles away from each other so that's not a problem.In reality, I'll lie in bed, just turn off my phone and watch some stupid videos online.I really enjoy this time because I do not have to think about anything or anyone. I thought about telling them that I am going to the evening mass on Thursdays as wel just to have a few hours for myself. Maybe masturbate, maybe watch a movie, maybe take a nice bath. That's my own holy time. I love my girlfriend but I like my alone time as well.
#holy #church #lie #mass #confession #fatherinlaw #girlfriend #oops
Today I was shopping with my mom at our local mall and after successfully buying clothes we needed we thought we would get ourselves some nice crêpe, there's a little place in the mall that sells them. There was quite a line in front of the little booth, but we weren't in a hurry and thought we could wait. 10 minutes later, it was almost our turn, when this stupid bitch came by, just pushed in and walked in front of us. I said something along the line like "Are you nuts? What's wrong with you?" but she just ignored me. Well, we weren't in a hurry, so we just let her.
This stupid bitch then ordered 4 crêpes, and if you know how they are made you know that it takes quite a while to make one. I was furious after that but I thought well.. Karma's a bitch, she'll get what she deserves.
I also have to say, she was quite fat, so I guess she got all 4 of them for herself..
After she paid she walked past us and smirked like the stupid bitch she was. She wanted to say something petty or spiteful, I know it but before she could say anything I just flipped and knocked the crêpes out of her hand.They landed on the dirty floor and the woman just gaped at me with an open mouth. It was awesome. She tried to insult me after that but my mom and I just walked away.
I really hope I taught this arrogant and stupid woman a lesson for live.
#angry #furious #food #fat #ignorant #anger #woman #confession #noshame
I'm a 21 year old gay male. Decent looking.
Anyway this starts all the way back in elementary school, I always felt different. I was the odd kid out and often picked on but if you were to look at me there would be no obvious reason. I was clean, looked normal but I was always off, this is when the horrible pattern started. I had met this kid, let's call him Cody, anyway we hit it off at first when school started because he was the new kid and I was a loner and we bonded over just running around at recess because neither of us liked sports (or ever were invited to play) and the swing set. As the year went on I thought everything was fine and normal, his mom even started volunteering at the school to serve snacks for the students which had given me a chance to meet his mom which I thought was great until i got pulled into the office one day. I was told that I was being suspended for harassing another student, it turns out Jake was deeply afraid of me and my vivid imagination, so afraid that he had pretended to be my friend so he wouldn't get hurt. His mom volunteered at the school to even keep an eye on me so she can see for herself what was going on. That's when I really knew something was wrong with me and what sickens me is that this exact same pattern of me finding one person and developing a dangerous fixation on them, my intent is never to harm them but I do... never physically but I'm so insecure in everything about myself. I need to pick a fight with them just to know that they care enough to argue back. I make up a sad story or suicide attempt to see how much they love me. I constantly push these boundaries to test how much they will take and if they will hurl me out of their lives too. This pattern has slowed down but not in a healthy way, ive now turned to opiates to give me that feeling of euphoria I would get when someone would say something nice to me or give me a hug. I'm up to about 160-200 mg of oxycodone use a day which I guess is enough to kill someone without a tollerance and everyday I wish I wouldn't wake up from my nod. When this isn't enough I turn to casual sex on grindr just so I can still feel sexy and desired, I never use condoms because I hope I get HIV, that'll kill me in a few years if I don't treat it hopefully. Oh I should also mention that the only person that ever loved me unconditionally no matter how bad I got died of cancer when I was 19, the same time my "fiancé" left me. He was actually pretty good at dealing with my crazy, he knew how to work around it but after losing my mom I got really bad. Wanna know what's funny? I have a high paying job! I'm really smart and manipulative so I was able to cheat a resume and land a 30$ an hour job, I just pretended I knew what was going on lol I've even bought a car recently. I have this random peaks of energy and sanity I think where I set a goal and then I work hard to acheieve it, all while hiding a drug addiction. This isn't easy to do but any addict can tell you that they'll figure something out to push them through the day. As you can see this is so haphazardly written because this is how my brain works, I'm never on a single path and do you want to know the sickest thing that torments me the most in my life? I love. I love so hard. I love everyone and everything. All I want to do is love each and every person on this earth and i know that I have enough compassion in my heart to go around to each one of you but with my deadly desire to be desired like that in return all I do is hurt anyone who crosses my path. I've stopped now. I even got on methadone to start saving up a chunk of money for my family and entered the methadone clinic who dose me every morning before work, then I go to my office, milk the fuck out of the clock, go home, pop some xanax or whatever drug I can get my hands on because I have stockpiled fake pee for the UA's and pass the fuck out. On my days off it's just a blur of some type of intoxication. The beauty of this is, I'm no longer harming anyone, I tell my family I'm just dedicated to my career and they believe me because they see the new diesel (used 2011) Ford Dually I bought. I'm not in emotional pain for the lack of not having human interactions. My account is growing slowly but since I don't pay rent I can put almost half my monthly income into savings. I've written a list of the names of all the people I've hurt and for each name is a letter telling them everything that's beautiful about them. In 6 more months (if my body can hold up to my downers at night and daytime stimulants) I'll leave on a positive note with my dads debt paid off and my brother a newer truck which he should be able to make the payments on with the way I got the loan set up. Fuck you guys I'm so sorry I've failed you all. I was supposed to be the one to take every tear and change it for you... there has never been a time when my compassion didn't bring joy to someone's face, in fact that's the only thing that's kept me here this long. Kill me if you want and can find out who posted this, it would help. Today is January 7th.. late July and the toxic creature that has infected our existence as a species will enter the void of nothingness. Damnit, I was supposed to be something so beneficial. Anyway, bye babes. You have my love - mine is not to reason why, yours is not to make reply for I am to do and die.
#insanity #death #suicide #fear #addiction #abandonment #loss
I confess that I envy my sister's life.
She's perfect. She has a sweet and caring boyfriend, she only has good grades, she has fantastic friends, she is very good in sports, she gets her own money by working in a bakery (she's really good at baking too) and my parents adore her.
I am only the fat younger sister with bad grades and no friends.
It's terrible! I wish my sister wasn't born. Everything would have happened differently....
Trying to figure out how I am going to pay for my kiddo's tuition this semester. Blew $100 right up my nose this evening. I'm a selfish prick.
My significant other thinks I am a bit corpulent therefore she registered me in a gym. My confession is that I haven't used any of the fitness equipment yet. I spend all my time in the spa area like the sauna.
I'm 5'10 and weigh 154 lbs, that's not fat!
#corpulent #fat #weight #fitness #gym #equipment #confession
I am a very heavy person and I always have been and I really like to change but I guess not strong enough? Because I still keep doing what I am doing without thinking about the consequences. I am eating and eating and stuffing my face and I am so fat but I cannot change it. I am not strong enough or something I guess and I love food I mean LOVE FOOD. I could never go on a diet and sports does not work for me either. I guess I might be just too lazy but I am still waiting on the motivation to turn my life around but it just does not come you know.
This is a confession but also shows how karma can pay you back. Ever since I was a kid I’ve been fascinated with fat. I used to wish I’d grow fat and I’d put pillow up my shirt to pretend I was fat. I also used to tease others who where “chubby”. I remember seeing a fat boy and saying out loud how fat he was. My sister told me that was rude.
When she hit puberty my sister gained some weight. I would tease her mercilessly. I used to tease other cousins who were fat. I was downright mean. And I was arrogant about it. When I was going off to college my sister snidely said “watch out for the freshman fifteen”, which I scoffed at.
Well, by thanksgiving of that year I had put on the freshman15, and to be honest I liked it. I was not huge by any means but I went from 160 to 175. By Christmas, I did gain more and was up to 195. When I came home. I was sucking in my smallish beer gut all the time. One morning she caught me by surprise in the bathroom with my shirt off and grabbed my flab and said, “you won’t be able to hide that gut much longer the rate you’re going!”
Now, she was a bit odd, and said to me that she put a spell on me and that I would continue to grow fatter and fatter, because I used to treat her so bad! I told her to piss off.
But you know, I was actually thrilled that I was caught with my pudge hanging and I secretly liked the idea of getting a lot fatter.
So, I decided then and there that I’d no longer hide my weight gain. At Easter the next year both my parents commented on my increased girth. My sister just smiled. During summer break I was a good 220 lbs and mowed the lawn shirtless.
I got a lot of teasing from my sister and especially one cousin.
Funny, how liberating it was. When my sister would tease I’d reply “hey, your spell is working and there is no use fighting it.”
Little did she know that she tapped into a desire that I had all those years as a kid. In my teasing I was actually jealous of her fatness as a kid.
So today many years later, here I am still getting fat. I’m 260 lbs with. A pronounced 52 inch beer belly. My sister lives in a city some 4 hour drive away. Each time we meet I mention that the spell is still working. She knows that I like sporting a fat gut and I take every opportunity to do some show and tell. This past Christmas she asked if I’d play Santa for her kids, and I said, I’d make sure that my belly is big enough to not use any padding.
I apologized about teasing her as a kid, and said that karma has repaid me. I think in a few years I’ll likely be 300. I am not her little brother any more.
At my boyfriend's, I changed into my swimsuit in the pool bathroom and left my clothes there. When I returned to get dressed, my underwear were gone so I dressed without them and moved on. My boyfriend was with me, so the horny widower stole them. I gave him a smirk and imagined him sniffing and jacking off on them. I got excited and wanted him to look up my shorts to see I had no panties. Maybe he could see how smoothly I had just shaven. I felt so nasty, horny, and wet. I was inventing what I could do on my next visit. I was so involved, I forgot my boyfriend. I will surely masturbate tonight. With tonights event on mind, masturbation would be more enjoyble than sex with my boyfriend. His father might be 18 years older but is more attractive, more manley and handsome with lots of confidence and surely longing for young sex.
#older #stronger #manley #sexy #panties #dirty #horny #young #18 #shaved #wet #confidence #attractive #masturbation #boyfriend #father
Its my first subject in here. My issue is that I do hate my father to a point that I wish he could disappear by a click . Since my childhood he doesn't treat me like fathers do their children , he didn't abuse me physicaly but his behaviour with us as a family is an irrespectful behaviour always insulting us by bad words he is so rude in a way you can't imagine he affected on me mentally since my childhood , I don't remember that we had a conversation , I don't feel comfortable when he is around my family too have the same feeling , he is out of my system of thoughts and common ideas , he affected on my personnality , my self-estime and confidence. I do always ask myself how my mom accepted him as a husband , they are so different in a way that you can't imagine. She suffers from him for years even they divorced and he still live with us because he married my mom for a material concerns , he know that if he leaves the house he have no place to go even though he have the money but he prefer to live for free. He destroyed mom's life and now he is affecting on mine I do feel the negatif impact each day , I hate when he is around in the house , I wish he just dissapear.
My Father used to physically abuse my half-brothers a lot. He slapped one of them so herd he left a hand print on his face. He shoved my brothers head through a wall. He once broke my mothers nose. He purposely cuts my dogs nails so short she would bleed because he was mad at her. My mother knew about this so she kept me away from him. He still hurt me mentally. He is the reason i have to take anti-depressants now. I don't see him anymore but he's old and I'm afraid hell die before I'm ready to talk to him.
Today was one of the worst days in my whole life.
My dad left, my mom had a collapse. And I hate him so much right now, because he left us in this misery.
I hate him so much that I actually thought about killing him. Or at least, I want to beat the shit out of him.
Some days ago, I learned that my dad is a gambling addict, he played a lot of poker and made bets. He's a loser, he lost almost everything. We are higly in debts right now. Before he left, he took the last 500 dollars I had. That was for my car, took over 2 years to get so much money. Now it's all gone.
Actually, he wasn't that bad as a father. He worked hard (so I thought), cared about my mom, he even brought her flowers. Then we found out that he got fired 5 months ago...
Why would he do that? Why did he lie about it?
I hate him so much!!!
#hate #confessions #father #money
I lost my virginity at 14 and pregnant at 16. Shortly after we married. My husband worked two jobs as I took care of our baby and home. The three of us got into quick-sand trying to survive with too many bills to pay. Luckily my husband's father opened his home to us resgiving us a dream of buying our own home. And he treated me like a Princess. Within a few months I was evil and committing adultry. My only other sex partner ever was my husbands father, but it's not my fault. Our sex is the best I've ever had. My husband was never home or was too tired. His single father and I were alone and together with sexual hunger so it was all natural and good for us until I got pregnant. Not positive who the father is because mostly sex with dad, but also my husband, and a few times with my uncle. My aunt would give me a baby break while insisting my uncle took me out. He's hot and had me wanting him. He took my pussy good. Very good and the biggest penis of all three.
So now my life is must be secret to a tight family. I am saddened that I let my hormones get me in this love circle.
How do I get out?
#baby #virgin #father #horny #nympho #14yo #pregnant #sex #uncle #hubby
I am always wet and horny and get off on the idea of getting caught. Maybe this explains myself to me. My boyfriend travels alot. When he would go out of town I would visit and hang out at his home. I ended up fucking his brother when I could. Now I am wanting their father. Timing and visiting at the right time.
#wet #horny #boyfriend #brother #father #fuck #suck #slutty #sex
Im a terrible person. Those women most men want but can’t get? I got them. They would chase after me. But they judged me. They saw every tiny flaw. I had to stay cut. Dress well. I was compared to men in movies. So I judged them too. Most had to look incredible. I only made exceptions for people who I felt emotions for. But I broke their hearts. I’m having a really hard time forgiving myself. I broke an amazing womans heart. She was my forever. I fucked it up. Then somehow an incredible woman from my past was in my life again. I told her she needed to lose weight & to find someone else. I didn’t mean it. I was just hurting her so she’d hate me & find someone better. I don’t want anyone else to waste their love on me. Why do I hurt people who love me? But I’m not going to hate myself. For some reason a lot of random people in the world are happy when I’m around. I don’t know why. But if I quit, I’m telling them to quit. They need to see me strong. I think I look like one of those super hero's in movies. I think I make people feel safe. So I must try for them. Just don’t fall in love with me ladies. I’m not worth loving. I may look like a dream. But looks are all I have. All those women who just wanted sex with me, I get it now. Thats really all I am. Just a great moment. That guy who looked like a movie star & was amazing in bed. I spend hours in foreplay. Hours of passion. But then I’m just some guy. Its not them. Its me. Probably my fucked up childhood. I do wish I could undo the pain I caused to women who loved me. I feel that pain. Had I just felt it before I hurt them. I wish I could undo the tears I caused. But life isn’t about quitting. Its about being strong for others. So I’m going to try to fight for others if I can. Even if I have to spend the rest of my days alone. It looks like that is my future. I didn’t want that again. But love is sacrifice for others. No one else has to love or want me. I will love them anyways. I will try. But I’ve hid the truth from them. I’m very sick. I don’t know how much more I have left. But a hero never stops. I probably do need to lose weight. People always point that out. Even strangers. Isn’t it funny when a stranger tells you how great you look, but then points out your fat & need better clothes. Then I turn around and do that too. Hopefully I will change that about myself. But I need to lose weight. No one wants to stare at a chunky sexy guy.
I'm malel, 21 years old and I love my family.
I was raised by my grandparents and I always had great respect of them, but at this moment I can't "not respond" to the provocations of my grandmother.
All she tells me annoys me and I answer her badley, because I just lost my stepfather for about a month ago and she now wants to control everything that is happening here at home: (that hours we enter, that hours we left, where we go, what we do...) We currently need privacy and let us do our "grieving", but she is always on top of things happening.
Everyone tells me that I have to give her a "discount" because of her age, but I can not, but right after I answer her badly, I regret.
#family #grandma #stepfather #dead #bad #confession
Being Asian and fat is the worst punishment. I am 19 years old and a very romantic person, but I fear or feel no body wants me and loves me because I am fat and in the future I wouldn't be able to get the type of love I want all because of my body
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