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I just got broken up with but it isn't a bad thing cause I wanted to break up with them but it still hurts.
Many times I have thought about what it’s like to get high. Or be drugged. Or be drunk.
I can’t drink or take drugs. I have epilepsy and strong medication.
My naked confession... a few years ago, I was in an acquaintance's apartment in Toronto. A few young guys were there too.
I admit, I was smoking crack. Which makes me want to get naked. Which I did, so a bit later, I, middle aged guy, was walking around completely naked hitting the pipe, to these guys' astonishment. This was very cool, I thought.
They asked for some. I said "no, it's only for naked people".
It took them a while... but these two guys, late teens, early twenties, undressed completely, and a bit later we were all naked, getting high. They were embarrassed. At least one erection was seen.
Chicks with dicks are so cute. I wish more of them wanted to keep it. Im really good at rubbing mine. I want to share my skill. And try giving a blow job.
I told a sweet person she needed to exercise & lose weight. Then I told her to find someone else. Why? She claimed to be someone from my past. She didn’t realize I had known the person she was pretending to be. The person from my past was very kind & had been hurt. I thought a lot of her & didn’t like someone posing as her. However; this person i couldn’t see in the chatroom was a very sweet person too, & also hurting. I tried to set aside my pain from my own broken heart, to help her. But then her friends didn’t like my advice & put me out of the room. I wish I could undo the mean things I said. I did not care about her weight. I just didn’t like her pretending to be someone I knew. Does that make sense? This person from my past was a very good person. I tried to help her before my life nearly ended. So it was odd to have someone posing as her. Plus she caught me at my worst, & then I experienced a health scare. But I feel so bad.
I’m also heart broken because I had a wonderful woman, but I hurt her. God gave me a wonderful person, & I broke her heart. Then I turned around & hurt someone else who was nothing but kind to me. I seem to keep hurting people. But I don’t mean too. I’m just overwhelmed. My heart is broke. Im lost. Now a big moment is coming in my life. So I’m trying to make my peace just in case. Hopefully I come out the other side. But if I don’t I at least tried to make things right. If your a person who thinks your overweight or not beautiful. Quit thinking that way. These are labels society put on us. People used to tell me they wished they looked like me. Well I paid a heavy price to look like this. So no ones appearance is perfect. That lady I met about 11 years ago was beautiful. She just couldn’t see herself the way I did. My ex was the same way. She also couldn’t see herself the way I did. Sadly. I couldn’t be the man she deserved. I let everyone who cares about me down. I am sorry for all the pain I caused others. A lady tried to flirt with me the other day. No way. I’ve already left a trail of broken hearts. I wish I could set those right. But I’m not going to hurt someone else. I’ve did enough harm. I don’t want to hurt sweet people I care about.
I flirt with people when I'm bored and that's a risky thing we do because nobody wants to catch feels.
I like mixing drugs and sex. I love to snort cocaine off a naked girls body while my husband rails me from behind. And sex on ecstasy is out of this world. It makes our orgies so much better. Sometimes I even smoke a bong when it's just me and my husband. I also do lines of coke occasionally. I don't think I'm addicted or anything. It's not like I do it every day, or even every week. But it's nice just to let loose and have fun sometimes.
Guy in his mid to late 40s. Obsessed with women half my age if not less. Legal, but less. Currently having sex with two such women, who's combined age still isn't mine. Yet, I obsess over both, keep constant contact, have done favors, and changed my screensaver to a photo of one of them.
I know this isn't the healthiest or best thing, but, how can I stop? I've got 2 twenty-somethings who are sex hounds and just drive me crazy..Fresh young things!
Also always on the lookout for more women of the same age and type..
#sex
You ever think you were right but you weren’t ? Well that happened to me. Im glad i never wrote down or typed the real answers i had in my head. Oh i wrote & typed some false stuff. Never give away the truth. Theres always a thief that will find a way to steal that.
But turns out i was wrong; so thats actually awesome. I got rid of my false stuff. Left some more intentional gibberish. Now its time to move on from that foolishness. Glad i never pursued that. Id look like an idiot.
Now for something funny. My roommates pets will not leave me alone. I woke up with one of them sleeping on me. I go to the bathroom. Get out of the shower. There one is. Follow me around. Drive me nuts. I dont have the heart to be mean, but i dont have any pets, because i dont want any. Shouldn’t they go bother the people who feed them? Cats. Dogs. This is why i never had indoor pets.
I accidentally got my high school girlfriend pregnant.
She was 15 and I was 16. We were both into the drug culture of our high school and were very commonly having unprotected sex.
I have been an uncle since the age of 3 and have had a job since I was 14. I wasn't affraid of having a child. My mother was angry, but supportive. At 16, I was ready to become a dad.
The day had come when my girlfriend would have our baby girl. I was very excited. Her parents and the rest of family blocked me from the hospital. I was told our child didn't make it.
Jump ahead 35 years and I find out through an anonymous letter. My daughter is a live and well. She is living on Long Island. She thinks I am the one that is dead.
Now I have now decide whether to tell her I am alive or make believe she doesn't exist.
My first day of kindergarten, my teacher Mr.Joel says "Alright we are going on a field trip to the national park ,so I need a girls to board the bus first then boys!"
I wasn't paying attention and I got on the bus first. Mr Joel approached me and sarcastically ask."Excuse me Gregory, are you a girl or boy? "I don't know I said". That moment , that question confused the fuck out of me for the rest of my life. I mean i have a penis but I don't like to look at it because it looks icky. My mom was shitting on the toilet and I was standing in the doorway naked when I was 3 years old telling her I pooped my diaper and all she said was ah fuck not again just like fucking father and she slammed the door and my penis got caught in between it. I screamed and my neighbors took me to the hospital because my mother refused to drive drunk and high. The doctors put ice on it and sent me home. But by the time we got home my mom was asleep so my neighbors made me sleep when there son picaru was two years older the me. I didn't sleep Much that night cause picaru kept sticking Lego's and a hot wheels cars up my butthole and he would tie string around my injured penis and attach to a fishing rod and he would yank hard and reel it up until the line broke. Everytime I screamed he told his parents I was having bad dreams so his dad took off my clothes and laid me on his lap in the living room while we both watched the entire Andy Griffith show season one all night. He didn't molest me or assault me but he did kiss me on the lips a lot and call me 'judy Ann' and 'honey' a lot. Judy Ann was his dead wife's name.fucked up part is the when he drove me to the hospital he hit my dog spider and he promised he would check on him once we got back. I never saw spider again :(.
#death #assault #abandoned #injury #abuse #drugs #trauma #transgender
I've been on this dating app for a while. And recently a guy called me boring and dumb. I insulted him back of course saying I didn't care but minutes later I began crying out of self pity because his words hit me where it hurt the most. For some time, I questioned my self worth and wondered if anyone would truly love me for me.
So I... had an affair with this guy some three years ago. Ugly as fuck, to be honest. Ok I mean, just really unattractive. Our relationship was essentially based on weed. Not that I didn't buy my own. But I would always use with him, just to have someone to smoke with, since I get really anxious when I do. I would smoke loads back then. Then I stopped buying it. 'cause I wanted to stop. But I kept visiting this man's house. We wouldn't have sex anymore, I was having sex with another guy, a friend of his actually. This other guy was kind of nice and really cares about me but I cut him out of my life 'cause he won't have sex with me anymore 'cause he thinks I'm desperate. Which I kind of am. My life is so dull 'cause I have no plans, no projects, no motivation. Aside from weed, I smoke cigarettes and drink, I don't drink too much but yeah, I'm kind of the addictive type you know. Most of all I was addicted, I still am, to these two men. And I'm also anorexic/bulimic, not too thin lately, and I've managed to stop the binging and purging, I'm making progress you know, but still no future, no education... I used to be in university. I was studying philosophy. I was the brightest student in my year, but I was always on drugs and when I started sleeping with these guys I pretty much gave up on everything else. I tried to launch a music career, so to speak. I mean, as I was hurting like a goddamn dog I started composing sad tunes on my guitar. I've been in therapy all my teen and adult life, I'm 23, it's been more than ten years, with different therapists. Maybe I'm gay, maybe I'm bisexual, maybe I'm a random nymphomaniac, narcissistic, shizotypical, borderline fucked up mess with daddy issues and a self-centred attitude and paranoia and bipolar depression and no friends, virtually zero people I trust. I have no idea what I am, it's not like I've been abused and furthermore I got tested and they say I have nothing, I'm just kind of above average intelligence-wise and particularly sensitive, that's what they say. I taught myself how to play piano in ten days and I can do some pretty impressive stuff and bla bla bla yeah I'm showing off. But really I'm just so sad. I dropped out of uni, anyhow. Oh, I said that already didn't I. And I masturbate almost daily but with a sense of disgust even. I don't enjoy any kind of porn anymore, and I don't even enjoy actual sex, I mean, I had a couple of really good fucks with these two guys but yeah who cares. And what kills me is I've been so in love with the second guy but I fucked up because I'm fucked up and now he's gone but it's been three years and I was his first girl so it was bound to happen wasn't it. Why shouldn't he want to be with someone normal who doesn't hit him when he doesn't want to have sex, someone who is not so whiny as I am, so bitter and self-centred and FUCK I wish I could turn back time or I just wish he could DIE sometimes I really do everything except move on with his life leaving me here in my ugly stinky rut. I'm so depressed I've gotten used to it but sometimes I get these glimpses of lucidity and they really hurt.
#life #sex #drugs #weed #future #depression #addiction #issues
As a 15 year old virgin male who'd been masturbating since entering puberty, I was more than a little interested in seeing a naked female or one partially dressed; to be honest any female in her underwear or less. While on holiday at my grandmothers. After spending a few hours in the local cafe, I was walking home (she lived in the country in a small group of houses) on what was a pitch black moonless night and I knew that a 50+ year old lady lived in a house nearby lived on her own and seldom had any visitors. As I walked along the very dark path, I could see the lights of her house and as I could easily hide under the cover of darkness I decided that maybe I could peek at her through her curtains. I slowly made my way into her garden and moved as quietly as I could towards the light shining out through the bottom of the window. To my great surprise and delight, the curtains were short and there was a one inch gap at the bottom where the hem was above the window sill. She was watching TV. After about 20 minutes with nothing happening, she turned off the TV and it seemed that she was going to bed. She turned off the lights in the room and a few seconds later a light came on in what was a nearby room on my right. My heart was racing and I was praying that this was her bedroom and that her curtains would have the same gap, which in fact turned out to be the case. I lowered my eyes to sill level and there she was in front of me, less than ten feet away and totally unaware of my presence. She was wearing a floral dress that unbuttoned down the front. My cock was instantly hard when she started undoing them and stepped out of the dress. She stood before me wearing a white bra, a tan coloured girdle and tan coloured stocking; she wore no panties and her hairy pussy hairs stuck out under the bottom of the girdle. With cock in hand I stroked for all I was worth as the unclipped her bra and dropped it on top of her dress. She rubbed her free tits and I could see her nipples getting hard. Next came her stockings and girdle and as she stood naked before me I came. It was clear she had no idea she was being peeped at and appreciated though once naked she left the room and I guessed that when she left the bedroom she went to the bathroom. That was over forty years ago and I have never forgotten that experience or that night. I had seen my first mature naked female in all her glory and I was horny and excited enough to want to see more.
#peeping #stripping #naked #girdle #dress #bra #stockings #unbuttoned
Because I am the first out of 10 children, I was allowed to be the first in the bathtub.
We had to share the water but I peed into it every time. It was so nice and warm…
I think I still have feelings for my ex-boyfriend even though we've both moved onto someone else. He broke my heart. He made me laugh and made me happier than I think my current boyfriend does.
One time while high on meth I was in the company of a girl, completely innocent. She ask if she could try smoking some, so I made her take 5 huge hits back to back. By the end of the 5 hit she was touching her crotch. Her panties were sopping wet. She was so horny I eat her out , she blew me and I fuck her for 6 hours and she was a virgin.
im 17, my mom is a drug attict but i love her to death, she does heroin, and crack, this year 2016, i started to do herion somtimes and smoke crack sometimes, i just started because i have triedd other drugs just for the experience but i wonderd why my mom does heroin and cack all the time.. now i know the reason, but anywayone day i got a bag of heroin from my mom, she is aware i do it somtimes. anyway, i do this bag of heroin and i felt amazing, all i rember is closing my eyes, apperently i was dead, my body was purple from no oxygen and i wasnt breathing so my mom and my bestfriend who was there but she didnt know i was on drugs, they called the ambuence and they had to stick somthing up my nose so i can start breathing again, i woke up in the hospital and once i was told that i was dead i flipped out, i actually want to die, anyway after that i stopped for a while but now i do it again, yesterday night i did 2 bags of dope, the first one i did about 8pm, i didnt really feel what i wanted by 9pm so i did another one, about 20 min later i was smoking a blunt of weed with my sister and i wasnt feeling good at all, my head felt ike it was going to explode, so i put the blunt out and went into my house, i said goodnight to everyone and to her, i went in my room and i already knew i was overdosing, i tried so hard to keep myself awake because i didnt want to die so randomly, like i wasnt ready, i kept myself up untill 3 am and then finally said fuck it and went to bed, i woke up fine buti just been thinking since then.. why didnt i just lt it happen, maybe i want to live?.. idk but i really want to do it again and end it,,
Well my brother ended up in jail and I been hanging out his wife already played with her tits she’s touched my dick we spun as fuck I’m bout to fuck her and don’t feel bad bout it because she gets treated like shit.
I feel like I cant tell anybody about this so here i am. I feel so incredibly bad for telling people about how i feel because they'll just think its all fake and for attention. But since nobody knows here we go. I hate myself so much, I feel like im so ugly and whenever someone gets to know me i just let them down. And im so awkward i wish i could just stop. And ive honestly thought about killing myself so many times but I dont even know if I actually want to. Everytime I tell someone my emotions they tell me its because im young and its all fake, but what im feeling right now isnt fake. And i'll look back at this in the future and say im so pathetic but right now I need to rant and tell people how I feel. So I guess thats it.
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