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Usually I jerk off thinking about My mom and my aunt. I don’t want to fuck them or something, also they are not really attractive ( exept for they big and round butts ).
More simply I get horny about the idea of taboo between a mother and her child. Kissing, touching and penetrating someone who is of your own blood is so against nature. Usually when I touch myself, I imagine my mother and I in situations where we can't get out of it.
One fantasy is that we are both trapped in a quarantine location (a farm or a bunker) and after a few months go by, I start letting go and wanting to fuck my mom.
Another is that my mother is imprisoned and a group of mobsters threaten that if I don't have sex with her and cum inside her mouth, they'll cut my cock.
Still another is that I go to the gloryhole and after finishing, I learn that they made a video of the girl who was inside. I am traumatized, because she was my mother.
When I was 15 I was diagnosed with Anorexia after taking a really bad mental fall. It's been many years later and I never fully recovered, but I find myself constantly restricting and vomiting, and always feeling disgusted with myself. I have a 19.7 BMI, but it's not good enough. I really want to get underweight to prove to others that I am skinny, I am in control, I want to scare people, I find a numbing feeling that comes with this, and I love it.
Of course, the side effects of the disease is wretched and I think of how lovely recovery would be. I'm not here to get hate, Im just here to confess. I already seek therapy.
I still can't fully forgive my dad for the way he acted when I came out, it still haunts me and I try to act like nothing is wrong, this is killing me.
I need someone to talk to. But I have no one to turn to. It is eating me up alive and I am spiralling.
#talk #confession #depressed #noone
For work, I always have a lot of research to do. And this means that I often have to work at home (later, at night for example).
But I'm just too lazy. So I got my son to do it. He gets 10 bucks each time he "helps" me.
I can get to bed earlier and he gets some extra money. He's always a bit tired though and his grades in school aren't that good as in the beginning of the year but I guess that's not too bad.
#lazy #confession #work #son #secret #anonymously #research #night #tired
I don't believe in anything related to a God or religion in general.
My Mom is a Christian and extremely strict. She hates me because I dont believe in this so called 'God' she praises and I get irritated every time she rants about it to me.
I really get turned on by seeing women in tight jeans and a bra get hit on the head and knocked out, or knocked out via any other method, like chloroform, drugged drinks, punches, or hypnosis... it is just sexy and turns me on
I grew up in Near Macon, Georgia and was raised by my oldest sister who is 17 years older than me. The problem was her husband Larry but my sister was also at fault because she allowed it to happen up until I was 15 and moved to my aunt Sharon's house. It wasn't like I was sexually abused because the only time Larry actually touched me was about 10 or 12 times he spanked me over those years always on my bare bottom.. The abuse was mainly he never let me have privacy and purposely disabled locks on the bathroom door and my bedroom door. when I was around 7 to 10 it didn't bother me much but once I started getting older he would always find ways of seeing me naked a few times a week. Another thing I consider as abuse was the fact that he also exposed himself to me and I can't count how many times I saw him naked over those years. That happened even when my sister was home but all the times I saw him with an erection my sister was always out or at work. I hated it when my sister worked the 3 to 11 shift because he would always come in the bathroom while I was in the shower. Finally when I was 15 I told my aunt when she visited one time and although Larry denied it all my aunt believed me and had me move in with her.
I’m paranoid my girlfriend will leave little does she know I have a history of self harming
I only went on this app just so I can have an alternative to forgive me from welcome to the game and maybe confess a sin or two, but the main part is I'm really annoyed about all the lust sins on this app from 2 commenters that keep
sending picture links to every comment section to having sex with their partner or new partner to the indecent exposure and
the bondage and the thots, everything else I've been seeing aside from that is drug addicts, people that don't enjoy their living conditions, or had a surprise they weren't hoping for (I'm alright with those and can tolerate some of the lust sins) but then there's what people comment on this app as said with the 2 links but then there's toxic and like 1 or 2 isn't toxic ( an example is there was a confession about someone being someone that would break up with their bf to get more popular and was wondering if they'd get even more popular if they offer there self and one comment said kys lol) only some are saying they relate to a sin or make suggestions on how to get help
I need to confess this so This is when I was in 4th grade I had a Crush in this girl. And She didn't know and one day my mom gave me this Taylor swift thing and she loved Taylor so I took it and wrote a note saying I really like you from your something I don't remember what I wrote my name as. So then she saw it in. The front of the her desk and thrown it out so that made me feel like it was nothing. Now let's skip over to 5th grade summer I told her I liked her and she said she knew cause someone told her so I felt stupid and when she texted back she said thanks for telling me I didn't text back. Then let's skip over to 6th grade my friend (her bf) got mad at me and we had a fight and so did all his friends that we shared so I didn't talk to them for like a month and then they didn't care anymore but let's skip over to November of 6th and we were in Spanish class and the presentation said no name calling then something happened she said stop acting like an idiot to my other friendand the Spanish teacher thought it was him so she blamed them so much he cried and I got mad at Alexa I started talking crap to her like F**k you why would you do that to him and stuff now I'm over it and we're not friends anymore and I ignore her a lot once I was in Spanish and I went to get something from my locker and she was walking into Spanish I saw her and looked directly at my locker she said something to me but I didn't hear now we had Gym together and I have to do Push-ups next to her now I have a good friend relationship with a lot of the girls and they weren't doing the push ups and they were on there knees and they pretended to do them and I said you hands aren't even on the floor I joked but she said they actually are so I looked down and ignored her like I do and then she keeps on trying to talk to me so I texted her on Insta to stop bothering me and I don't know what happenes next because that was today but I want to be friends but I know she doesn't want to be.
I have to confess something. Few weeks ago after partying the whole night, I got home dead drunk and simply went to bed without taking my shoes or clothes off.
When I woke up the next morning (or actually late afternoon) I had to notice that I wet my bed in my drunken stupor.
What a stressful morning (well... afternoon)! The party was fucking awesome, I had lots of fun. Well, I checked my mattress and there it was - a huge stain... My sister wasn't home, so I simply switched mattresses.
Couple a days ago my sister bought herself a new bed + mattress. You should have seen my parents' disgusted faces when they carried out the old mattress.
I do not regret anything. Cheers!
PS: I just came up with the best pun ever. That night I was pissed as hell. Ahahaha
#drunk #pissed #mattress #sister #noregret #alcohol #urine #confession
I hate the people who brought me into this world. Years of suffering thru your abuse, lies, domestic battery, betrayal & hurt has left a scar on one's mind/body/soul that will never be healed. My greatest JOY would be knowing you both were knocked soo hard in your fucking heads, it erased all of the memory you had left. Knowing I will be forever forgotten & FREEEEEE from your sorry asses is a gift that cannot come to me soon enough. The JOY it would bring cannot be measured! Please, somehow, someway, forget me!!! It's my greatest wish!! Passing as strangers on the street would make me elated with a joy/freedom I could only dream about and wish for!
#annonymous #for #life
I am filled with anger. Anger that is slowly bleeding away to hate.
Everyone is so fucking busy blaming and blamming each other into the dirt. Nobody either seems to or wants to understand, that regardless of your age, sex, gender identity, whatever label you proudly slap onto your chest, that we're all people just trying to get to the next fucking day.
You ever catch yourself wishing for super powers or magic? Doesn't matter how old you are, everybody does it from time to time.
Every time I come back to the same thing: Someone the entire world can rally together against. Of course it would never work and it's a fucking pipe dream, but it only fuels my fucking hate for the people around me.
I don't have high expectations. In fact they're rather simple. Survive, help others survive, get to that next sunrise, then figure it all out again, with the only ever present constant being that we, Humanity, are stuck on this goddamn dirtball TOGETHER.
But the only ones interested in saying anything like that only care about the audience they'll bring. The "clicks and the views" WOOOOO.
Fuck them.
And fuck you if you're one of them.
This will likely be buried in the sands of time. Sure maybe one or two, shit I might even get lucky and twenty whole people will see it.
But will it change anything? Will it get anyone to think? No. Because I'm either:
Alt-right because I don't agree with someone.
Alt-left because I don't agree with someone.
A Nazi, because I don't agree with someone.
Whatever fucking low budget brain label these fucksticks want to stick because I don't agree that there is one bad side and one good side.
And if you are one of those people, I just have a small, tiny, itty bitty criticism for you:
You're ALL FUCKING TERRIBLE.
YOU'RE A FUCKING STUPID.
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT FUCKING POTS AND PANS CALLING EACH OTHER BLACK.
YOU'RE BEING LITERALLY MURDERED IN THE STREETS BUT RATHER THAN CASTIGATE THE ONES RESPONSIBLE, YOU WANNA FUCKING GIVE IT LABELS AND MEAN SOMETHING MORE THAN IT FUCKING DOESN'T AND IT DRIVES ME TO FUCKING HATE EACH AND EVERY LAST FUCKING ONE OF YOU THAT PARTICIPATES IN THIS STUPIDITY AND YOU'RE ALL FUCKING ADDICTED TO DOPAMINE.
ADDICTED TO THAT LITTLE FUCKING PAT ON THE BACK. FUCK YOU
I'm going to die soon. The stress of being in this fucking world actively agitates bodily damage I've sustained and sicknesses I've suffered throughout life. I'm going to die, filled with hate for Humanity, all because these stupid fucks can't figure their shit out and that inability is going to be the fucking cause.
It's not everyone. There are those out there. The outliers. You know who you are.
And before anyone freaks the fuck out, I'm not acting out above kicking a shrubbery or two in my own yard.
These people, however much they fucking enrage me and fill me with hate and EMBARRASSMENT for being related to you on a genological level, are above wasting my time on aside making a random post on the internet nobody will fucking care about.
I don't think I deserve forgiveness.
I just want people to know.
However few.
I've been telling people that I'm asexual, but actually my kink is so weird that I have to hide it. I think the only way I would actually have sex is if i was asleep, and I think it would turn me on. When I imagine sexual fantasies, the only thing that turns me on is someone having sex with me while i am either pretending or am actually asleep. Other than that, sex is gross. If I imagine another person in the room with me other than a faceless man then i'm not turned on anymore. I know it's possible to have a libido and be asexual, but I'm confused if that's what I am.
I'm a minor and I send nudes to adults saying I'm 19 because it's the only way I can make myself feel beautiful
My stepmother gave me a vibrator. I'm only 13 and wasn't sure what to think. Why, did she give me this? Well the weird part, maybe a month later she asked how I liked it. I thought it was a private thing, so I just smiled and said it was too noisy. Then she continues on telling me not to worry and wants to know if I need a demonstration. What? I kind of want to tell my dad, but I don't want to rock the boat. I have known this lady 5 years and never expected she would do this. Did she want to use it on me or have me watch her use it? Before I try it, she will not be home and my door will be locked. How can I relax and try it?
#stepmother #vibrator #noisy #private #shocked #confused #weird
i just hate when you treat me like that 💔 its make me breakdown and depressed, can you thinking about my feeling yet? ,no i think you'll never.
I told my crush that I am not in love with her because I don't want her to be annoyed. I hope I can increase my chances to get her some day... The only problem is that I can't be without her and I guess some time she'll notice...
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