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There is this woman I know around in my town in Australia who is a a real geeky sort (like me), and who is a bit weird and aspie (unfortunately, also like me) - turns out, she is transgender.
I was born a guy BTW, and aside from this woman who basically used me for money and another who just, well, she was a fucking nutter herself (more than me, which is rare), I'm so insanely jealous of this transwoman that, to the point, I want to do the transition myself. Gamer girls get a lot more sex (from both men and women) than gamer guys, and I can tell you, I would just love the attention. Hell, I plan to work in porn if I have to. There are some sick bastards out there and I would just love to be the centre of attention, but in a way that, to me, is beautiful. (I know other people won't agree but I don't care).
Though I'll still be the same geeky person I always have been. Heck, wonder if I am in fact transgendered and my encounter with this person just triggered those feelings within me, or - hell if I know. Still, I do like the idea of being a transgender female, though I can't imagine the discrimination and loss of "male privilege" as the SJW crowd call it being too much fun. I just want to get rid of my disgusting male self but I really don't want to do myself in if I can help it. Maybe becoming a woman would help me restart my life. Yeah, I'm basically a whore in my mentality. So what? No-one has any right to judge me.
One time I stole a video game from a friend and blamed it on another friend. He still doesnt know.
Yesterday, I played Monopoly with my girlfriend. I cheated and took more money than I gave her.
Nonetheless, she won. :(
#monopoly #girlfriend #cheat #money #confession #game
Not sure if this is s big deal or not.
I was playing a video game when I accidentally killed a nun. Then I chopped all of her body parts and hung them from a tree.
Because I wasted all my money for the new Playstation 4, I decided to go into one of our local game stores and just steal one. Shouldn't be so hard, I thought. I went in, looked around. Grabbed one of the Assassin's Creed and ran out of the store.
Didn't get caught, everything's fine.. I thought. Accidentally grabbed another game, for Xbox :-(
Would love to control my desires and sinful desires so I can focus on work and newly married life. I'm working on it through sinful meditations. These thoughts are sins. Forgive me lord
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I have an IUD, but lately I've gotten into the habit of telling guys I'm not on birth control just for the fun of it. It started as a way to get them to complain less about condoms. Then one time I let a guy take the condom off. I made him think I could easily get pregnant and he said he would pull out but he didn't. When he told me he was coming in me, naturally I didn't bother to resist because I knew I was protected so I let him finish with a smile. I may have even opened my legs a little wider for him. When he got all nervous, I promised him that if I got pregnant I'd have his baby and give it up for adoption and he'd never have to worry bout it. He got sooo hard, sooo quick after I said that. It was the first time I ever had a guy fuck me twice in a row. Literally less than 5 minutes between. The effect it had on him made me excited. It felt good to have such a crazy effect on a guy.
So the next time I was about to have an anonymous hookup I let the guy think I could get pregnant and I let him go bareback. I kept enticing him... I kept asking him if it would feel better if he didn't have to pull out, if he was going to be a naughty boy and shoot inside me, I told him how much I wished I could feel him come in me, that it was too bad he had to pull out and I said all those things with an inviting smile. It worked. He couldn't resist. It was so much fun to see the look on his face. I seriously think guys come harder when they think they're going to knock me up. Except I don't think this guy believed me when I told him that I would never come asking for child support because he asked me to leave real fast.
The last time I had a hookup neither of us mentioned a condom or birth control at first. Once we got really into it I told him as cute as I could, "I'm not on birth control but I won't mind if you want to try and get me pregnant. I promise never to bother you with the responsibility unless you want it. I believe it's a woman's duty to pleasure a man and accept whatever consequences come of it." He didn't believe me and I scared him but after I reassured him he was really excited and into it. He told me it was the most intense sex of his life and he's been calling me to hookup again. I haven't yet. Tbh I don't really believe in those things I told him and I don't think it will be the same the second time with the same guy.
I have two concerns. Is it wrong to lie to strangers about being fertile when I am perfectly safe with an IUD? I feel a little guilty about the last guy because he's so excited by it but at same time it's really fun and makes me happy to give guys such a rare sort of pleasure and excitement. More importantly I don't usually have unprotected sex. I've only been with 6 guys no condom, 3 in the last 3 months. I get nervous about STI's. So far I'm still clean and I'm afraid it's going to take me getting something before I learn. This new kink isn't helping. It's really fun and I want to keep doing it with new guys.
I don't like Game of Thrones. I really don't get the hype about it...
this is just 1 example of abuse I noticed on youtube like with some of the make up women. how jeffree star wants every woman looking uglier then him out of sexual jealousy , and how they made that jacklyn girl fat and others, but hailey reese was set up by loey lane, they wanted to make her fat . she drinks too much wine and iud etc to get her fat . its all to do with the people your around they want to make you a 2-0 version of them. and don't believe a thing they say about being stalked etc. everything is lies on youtube land. all fake bad actors playing games on everyone. they are playing some evil twins games on heaps of people. I had it done on me. I have been trying to tell people about this for ages and no one would listen to me. they also even did it to my parents and my other relatives. so be on the look out .
stay away from angry people. fat people. poor people. black people. people who have been in jail or on drugs cuz they can swap and steal your health and income and physical appearance and even intelligences. so be on the look out.
I don't know who is behind it. I think its either something asian or arab or indian or tribal witchery.
look around your office and neighborhood or relatives and notice how faces change and how they will bring in character actors to play bit parts and you will see heights , ages, and ethnic looks change. just be on the look out all the time for alien like personalities attacking you and most of them are rich surgeons on youtube faking at being really dumb and ripping every nice person off for their houses and bank savings .
they can even move lottery wins over to the wrong people. so that is why some people keep winning millions all the time and you don't.
My grandma gave me 150 bucks some days ago, for Christmas, so that I would be able to buy presents and stuff.
I spent all the money on computer games like battlefield and assassin's creed.
My wife and I used to play a prostitute game that we found very erotic. She would dress in very skimpy, sexy low cut outfits that showed off her breasts and just carrry gun, condoms and cash in a little purse. She would go to a hotel bar and sit at the bar, I would come in, and negotiate with her where the bartender could hear and other customers could hear. Then we would go up to a room, have sex and come back and she would sit at the bar and I would get a table and other guys, knowing she was a prostitute would try to pick her up. One day it back fired when the bartender told her he had a john for her. She tried to brush it off, but he told her if she didn't take the customer he would call the vice cops. I saw him give her money and take her arm and go upstairs. An hour later she came back and told me the story in the car. The bartender had told the "john" that for an extra $50 she would ride him bareback. My wife sucked and fucked him for cash as a real prostitute. I made Sheree give me the money since I figured I wad her pimp
When my first dominatrix wife divorced me, I was devastated, and tried very hard to find a replacement.
I dated dozens of women, and discovered that my only hope lay in a much older woman, probably not great-looking.but hopefully VERY determined to take control of a younger male who would do almost anything for her. I found what I needed in the form of a prematurely retired psych nurse from the state asylum for the criminally insane, who finally admitted to me that she had resigned to avoid being fired, for vanishing a younger inmate deep into the bowels of the old, unused section of the asylum, where she could keep him strait-jacketed in a padded isolation cell, for what turned out to be years! She milked him twice a day, lengthily and mercilessly, concentrating on orgasm delay and denial, his screams unheard in the bowels of the old part of the building. I found this so exciting, I asked her to marry me on our first meeting, and told her she could indulge HER addiction freely, while enabling mine!
I have a trust fund, which she now controls, and she keeps me comfortably but inescapably in an ex-army bodybag, of olive-drab rubberized canvas, with two small zippered openings, at crotch and mouth, so she can have access to whatever end of me she wants. She is deliriously happy, and spends hours convincing me that I will never see the light of day again, but will spend the rest of my life pleasuring her, as she tortures me, even to the extent of cruelly rationing my air to mere survival level. I have learned exactly how she needs to be pleasured, and strive always to improve.
I play mental mind games with people. Never for bad. Always for good. Sometimes I do it to be funny. Mess with people. Good natured.
Other times I do it to try to help people or advance society. Social justice if you will.
I do it on so many levels.
I feel bad about it sometimes. You have to play the role of a villain at times to point out to others it’s wrong.
For example. No one can beat me in a fight. Oh I’m sure a few could fight me to a standstill. I popped out made for fighting.
I saw some guys hurting a disabled kid. I fought them over & over. Got paddled. No one in the school cared. Including the principal. It got to be entertainment.
Boys hitting and hurting the kid in different classes. Other boys cheering and throwing a punch for fun. The poor little guy shrieking in terror and pain. Some of the girls cheering. A few hitting him. You know. Nasty girls.
Boys afraid not to cheer. Humans aren’t that different from animals sadly.
But I’ve always felt called to Stand for those who can’t. I have fought so many battles. At times I was the one swept into s flood of attackers.
But when the fight is broken up. I’m always still standing. You gotta kill me. For I fight for God. I fight to save his babies. I’m prepared to die for them. I won’t kill for them. But I’ll die for them. Your gonna have to be a special something to kill me. People have tried. Even getting stabbed in the back didn’t stop me. So you better be committed to it.
But dying to try to save someone isn’t the best option. You die. Then the bad people kill them too. So I play mind games. If that doesn’t work, I just kick your ass.
So I picked out the nice kids when the bullies weren’t around. I shamed them.
I warned the kids who aren’t tough. Even hurt a few. Stay out of it. This is tough guy shit. The principal and teachers won’t do their ducking job. So I’m fixing to open up a can of whop ass. Anyone standing when I do goes down hard.
Now it was just me and a few football players. Everyone else afraid to tattle on me. I smiled. As I said. I was made for this.
After I beat the dog mess out of various football players for several weeks they expelled me. The teams thugs wouldn’t stop. I kept winning. So the football coach had me expelled. After I was gone they beat that kid up until his parents pulled him from school and moved. I was put into a dangerous inner city school with new foster parents. That’s where I got stabbed when a gang attacked me. No one to even take me to a hospital.
Well duck it. No one loved me anyways. Might as well die trying to save other people nobody loved. Maybe God will hug me when I die.
The way I’m going. That might not be far away.
I’ve made choices that will probably kill me. My bodies been close to death for a while now. Can’t beat this disease for ever. But at least when I lived I served God by fighting to save his babies that can’t save themselves.
I haven't been working for 2 weeks now because I am on sick leave.
Actually I just want to watch the world cup, I haven't missed a game since it started. My boss thinks I am seriously ill. That was worth it!
#lie #sick #leave #ill #world #cup #game #soccer #confession
I was playing tennis when I was in my twenties. I made a bet that if I didn't win the match I would play the next match in the nude, well I got beat pretty bad and there was only two of us there so I stripped down. Even to my bare feet. Not gonna lie it felt pretty good but I was sweaty and a little embarrassed, so my manhood wasn't very manly. Well nude and tiny what could happen? So I run back to serve and no sooner I run from my clothes and 3 cars come by. Each one slowed down took a peek and laughed one let me know how tiny I was. I swear it shrunk more. Needless to say I lost the next match too.
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