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I'm a 15 year old biological female. At my current age, teens tend to get very hormonal and have the lust to just fuck everything in sight once we're riled up enough. Because of this, I tend to masturbate 3-4 times a day: 1 in the morning, 1 or 2 times in the after noon, and 1 at night to help me fall asleep. Yesterday, it was the early afternoon and I started to get horny, so I left to my room and locked it. My masturbation apparatuses aren't exactly professional, but large plastic perfume bottles have been able to get the job done. So, I do my thing: I strip myself off of my underwear and shorts, my panties soaking wet and my vagina trembling for an insertion while I lovingly look at the bottle. I then carefully insert the 6 inched bottle inside, biting hard on my tongue to prevent myself from moaning too loud and getting caught. Once all 6 inches were inside, I grip tight onto something and anything so I won't fall while bouncing on the bottle. Yesterday, however, was slightly different.
I was being extra needy, wanting more than the casual bounce to let me get through the day. So, being a bit more daring, I started slamming the bottle as deep as I could inside of me. I had to bite down on a pillow to quiet my moans! It was great! As I was nearing my climax, I made one wrong move, the bottle positioning to my tailbone and slamming down on it. The pain ran up my spine and through my body, so I had to take the bottle out and wait it out for a couple hours... It's been 13 hours, it hurts to sit down and I'm hornier than ever.. I fucking hate my life right now
I’d appreciate if you would please comment and help a female I’m not sure what exactly to do in this situation..
I’m close very friends with someone who’s name is Connie, and I came to find out that she is talking to my ex boyfriend from HS who cheated on me with one of his friends while I stayed after school for art club activities. I’ve explained the betrayal he did towards me to Connie, who’s also friends with him and agreed what he did to me was wrong. My ex is now getting to know someone else although, Connie had the audacity to tell me that she stayed up late on the phone with him asking 21 questions, answering one of the questions and said. “I’ve never cheated on anyone..” By the end of their conversation he came to have a liking towards Connie and questioned if he should continue talking to the female he’s getting to know at the moment, which made Connie a second option and made her upset. Clearly he hasn’t changed or could make up his mind, so today I once again had to explain Connie that this is all wrong and I don’t appreciate her talking to him if he’s like that or should talk about him when I’m around. Before I could say anything else she told me to not get CRAZY with her and that they’re just friends. My gut and pain is tell me otherwise because this wasn’t the first time she tried getting friendly my ex’s and including their friends too..
#betral #broken #cheater #toxic #anger #dissappointment #friendship #pain
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’m fixing to face a giant moment. I tried to undo the pain I caused those I loved the most. I don’t know how to try to undo someone else I hurt, because she posed as someone I used to know. I realize now she just loved that person the same way I did.
But I wasn’t all bad in my life. I did a lot of good in this world. There are people alive because of me. Sadly I also hurt people.
I’m not giving up. I’m just accepting my situation. I intend to come out the other side. But I’m wise enough to know that may not be possible. Especially during this pandemic.
I truly wish I had not hurt those who loved me the most.
So my girlfriend and I had a long fight last night... I would go into details but I don't have the energy to type... Right now though... She's been talking too much about hurting herself... She's had a history and I've made he promise not to do that so she hasn't yet... But she keeps talking about it... I wanna hurt myself and show her how much it'll hurt me of she hurts herself... But if I do that I'll be hurting her myself... What do I do
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.
My brother was about to shoot himself and I called the police on him to intervene. He doesn’t talk to me anymore, his guns was removed and he got issued a few fines. Lost his job. He hates me with everything he has and secretly I love it. I love that he hates me, that he feels this great emotion towards me because it means his still alive. All I want is for him to keep fighting and if his hatred for me keeps him alive then I hope he hates me forever. If I had a chance I wouldn’t change a thing. The pain of you hating me wouldn’t hold a candle to the pain of never being able to see you grow old. I love you my brother
#suicide #brother #confession #depression #scared #pain
You ever hear someone singing a song to you on the radio? Well I’m reading a letter from another heart I broke while I listen to that. All that pain I caused. I will never forgive myself.
I once stabbed my friends hand with a pencil because she kept tapping my shoulder they were know for lying about people doing physical pain to them so when she told the teacher They didn’t believe her
I (m/22) confess that I persuade my girlfriend to do anal even though I know she will shit blood (literally) and be in pain for the rest of the week afterwards. But she's actually the dumb one if you ask me, why does she not go to the doctors about it??? And she could say no, so.......
I confess that my pleasure is more important to me than her wellbeing.
What’s the point?
What’s the point in bearing with all of the troubles that we have during our lives?
With all of the wars and battles that kill thousands of peoples’ lives, but when it comes down to the choice to end it all or not, they ask you to stay alive because your “important.”
What’s the point in dealing with all of the criticism that we receive because all of the other people don’t believe in our beliefs?
And we all know that the end of the world is truly near, but we’re too scared to admit that everything will be destroyed.
And whether that day will come in a lifetime or not, death is inevitable and no one will remember your hard work.
All of the nights you stayed awake to finish that project for school and the many hours that you spent working just so that you could have a roof over your head.
And for what?
We all know that you’re too scared to admit that living another day of our lives is a lot more painful than dying.
So why do we do it?
Why do we put ourselves through so much pain and suffering just because we need to live another day, waiting for absolutely nothing?
Why do we fill our lives with lies by saying that we are going to save the planet, but our mere existence is destroying it?
Why is it so important for one out of the billions of people on Earth to stay alive?
Because of greed?
Just to gain that satisfaction of saying that you saved someone’s life when you’re actually putting them through more pain than you can imagine?
What’s the point?
I miss her so much. I shouldn't hurt so bad. I'm a grown man, with a professional job.
She hurt and betrayed me for years, but I can't stop or let go.
I have been drinking for the last 8 days just to make it stop and it won't.
I am so afraid.
I don't want to die but I don't know how else to stop hurting.
I'm ruined.
I was attacked yesterday for looking at the actor patrice in lady hear me tonight video and yeh I said I liked him 10 years ago and 20 years ago and no one bullied me then? its not nice people doing this shit on me. I should be allowed to like what I want.
I am sick of being bullied over this stuff.
is it just due to my ignorance?
How do I fix myself? I don’t want to break another heart. I can’t fix the hearts I’ve broken. I can’t fix my heart. Life would be easier if I was like most men & just didn’t care. But it deeply hurts me to know I hurt others. To see someone hurting & know I did that. All my muscles & good looks won’t fix this.
I’m 24 years old. A week ago I got prescribed temazepam (a benzodiazepine) because I often have trouble sleeping at night. Two days ago I went to the pharmacy and picked up my prescription. That night I took all of the pills in the container (30 pills). I did it to escape reality, but in retrospect, I did it in the hope that I wouldn’t wake up after I went to sleep. I often consciously idealize suicide but never expected myself to (sub)consciously engage in an attempt to realize that idealization.
The day after I stumbled around, still numb and dozing off due to the anxiolytic effects of the drug, and my dad came to me in my room, whilst I was crying my heart out, releasing all the emotions that I carry with me silently, never allowing myself to show that very dark, sinister side of me.
I tried to end it all taking the easy route. The strength to carry on the fight left me that night. And so I, in some kind of desperate hope to end my nonsensical existence, I tried to overdose. I’m not a woman, but the lyrics describe my current state of being… “I don’t know what she’s doing now… last I heard from her she said… she felt as if she should be dead… I guess in fact, she usually does.”
Please, if you are hesitating to leave a comment, don't hold back. I want acknowledgment, whether you condemn me, feel empathy, consider me as stupid or encourage me to try again. I reach out in anguish, anonymously.
I have a really serious problem with my dick. He's too big and when I have sex with a girl I only know that they don't like it because it's too painful.
I really dont know what to do...
I got drunk and lost my virginity to my friends dad. I was too drunk to remember exactly what happened but I was asleep and woke up to him thrusting inside me. Then I blacked out again. The next morning I woke up and found he didn't use a condom. Its basically rape and I fear I might have an std.
Okay. This is a legit embarrassing but necessary confession. I love pain and was paying a girl friend 300 dollars a week just to hurt my balls. Now she is being greedy and wants 400. Your honest opinion. Is 300 enough or is 400 the right price for something so easy? Just for once a week!
I am a married man, but I have been in love with and fantasized about a woman named Suzanne, who was my co-worker and is now my longtime friend. I am thinking about proposing a secret, sexual relationship to Suzanne, but it would require her to agree to 10 conditions, and I don't know if she would agree to even just one:
(1) she must show up at my home every night at 10pm and leave at 2am;
(2) she must be wearing no more than 5 items of clothing -- a shoe counts as one item;
(3) she must obediently submit to whatever I ask her to do;
(4) she must be prepared to be nude in an outdoor or public setting of my choice;
(5) she must be prepared to receive pain that I inflict that may cause non-permanent injuries such as bruises, welts, and cuts;
(6) she must be prepared to receive unprotected vaginal sex;
(7) she must be prepared to receive unprotected anal sex;
(8) she must be prepared to receive throat fucking that may cause her to puke repeatedly;
(9) she must be prepared to receive golden showers and to swallow urine; and
(10) she must be prepared to receive urine inside of her vagina, her rectum, and her throat.
#adultery #coworker #sex #submission #nudity #pain #bdsm #anal #oral #vomit #urine #deepthroat
i have fictional stories i make with my partner, and they have stories with their friends as well. they only talk about or find any comfort in this one particular friend’s story and characters and it stresses me out, plus as of the past few months they’re extremely reluctant to talk about our stories and tend to get distracted, leave me on delivered, or otherwise show a lack of interest until the subject changes. it’s really hurtful and i don’t know what to do about it, and i’m especially worried not only because i’ve been cheated on before but because said friend is their ex. i trust them, but it’s really painful to think that they’re more comfortable and happy with their friend than me, their partner.
#relationships #hurtful #hurt #pain #cheating
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