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I am lazy. It's not somthing I can control I just am.
I don't have a bunch of energy like every one else seem's to have. I sit and play on my laptop every day and somtimes I will watch TV while I'm on my laptop. I do get up and clean I just don't do it right a way.
I wish I could respond to different stories when I get really excited. I am too young to open an account. Besides I want to remain unknown. I have confessed to too many truths and desires.
There is so much on my mind right now I don't know where or how to start.
I am exhausted I am tired I am lonely I am stressed I am crowded.
I don't want to be with people, but I do not want to be alone either.
University is killing me right now one test after another and another. Work is horrible, I am being bullied and threatened.
I just want it all to stop.
I just want to sleep.
I want to wish penile cancer on the men who don't find me attractive.
#frustration #boredom #lust #wrath
I went out to repair a customers tyre at their home address and ended up having sex with her. The following week I was called out again to the same address. When I arrived it was the mother of the girl i had sex with. As I was fixing her car she said that her daughter had told her about how hot the guy was from the garage was that she had to have sex with him. She said that's why she had to call me back out so she could see for herself. She opened her zipper and only had a bra on and said I've nothing on under my skirt. I couldn't hide my bulge and she said come upstairs and we can have sex.
I became really close friends with my English and math teachers in high school. I even babysat for them. After graduation, they became really close friends of mine. We would drink and tell stories. After about a year of this, I learned that they are in an open marriage. And I also learned that this woman, kinda not pretty and over twice my age, wanted to fuck me. We were already faced and I went for it. Her husband was in the house. And he would occasionally walk through the room. After about an hour of sex he walked in and said break it up or else he would join. I cheated on my girl for some 38 yo cougar. I have dropped them as friends and refuse to talk to them.
My girlfriend just got her driver's licence. It took her 3 tries until she final got it, now she wants to go out with me tonight; to her favourite restaurant 20 miles away. She wants to drive.
Please don't get me wrong but I'm terrified. I don't want to drive with her. Women are terrible drivers and my unfortunately my girlfriend is one of the worst.
#driver #licence #car #restaurant #driving #worst #confession #scared
I hoped someone died. When I read about the Nashville bombing I hoped whoever did it died in the blast. That’s wrong. All life is sacred. But I felt if they died at least they couldn’t do it again. I did pray for their soul.
What makes people do such things? As far as nuts go he was better than most. Warned everyone to run. But his goal was to keep people from use phone for few days?
He was worried gov spies on us. Of course they do. I want them to. Just in case some nut wants to blow up something. See; I assume words even in this thing triggered a program. Because it should. If that bothers you just have fun with it.
Like youh. You spyin on me? Well how bout spyin on deese nutts.
See. Now you got even and didn’t hurt anyone. People think too much of themselves. Most of us aren’t important enough for anyone to really give a crap what we do. Unless we break laws. Who passes those laws? Us.
The sad fact is. There are millions of people who could easily do what he did. Just need a moderate IQ, and minimal training nearly every kid gets in school. So why doesn’t it happen more often? Because it’s senseless. I get some passion killers. Wife catches cheating husband. Someone kills home invader. Emotions overwhelm some people. But why a random attack on people you don’t even know?
Whenever some states oppose things like free health care point to things like this. Most people who do random violence out of the blue could have used therapy.
I’ll admit I used to laugh at such things. Then a disease forced me to see one. One thing my wife hated about me is that I slept with a lot of women before we married. She’s meet them. Then ask why I’d lied about it. I was ashamed. The therapist explained it. As a kid I’d been assaulted. Having sex with a bunch of loose women was my way of taking back control of my body. Once I realized that was true I forgave myself. Wife still thought I’d been a horn dog. But I no longer cared. Granted. This is a bad example. But That’s about the worst thing I ever did. I’d date. Have sex. Never call again. Very rude.
I’ve been disabled my whole life. I’m tired of being sick. Tired of shaking; throwing up; poverty, & being alone. I just set alone staring at a wall.
I have been self harming for at least 8 or 9 months now. I remember it started when my best friend and her family was murdered and the bullying towards me really began. Every morning, I wake up with a fake smile plastered on my face and nobody notices. Not my bestfriend. Not my boyfriend. Nobody. I feel the need to confess all of this to a website because I'm tired of it being totally secret. I haven't cut in 4 days and the urges are coming back... I need to...
I have an air gun at home. It's very funny. When I am bored in the evening and my neightbors are outside - that I hate - I shoot things from there hands. Luckily they never found out who it was. These days I shoot in pieces 3 glasse, 2 books and 2 garden chairs. When the police arrived I stopped :-)
#gun #bored #neightbors
I’ve been talking to this 38 year old guy (I’m 15 and he knows that) and he is so sweet. We met on this app where you can talk to strangers. This app has a group chat called “Prison” where all the people go when you break an app rule. I had gotten sent there for going into a DDLG (Daddy Dom/Little Girl) group chat and saying “my daddies dead” (Im not into DDLG..I was just bored lol) someone reported me for bad behavior. I was sent to the “Prison” for like 20 hours (It was dumb), which led me to finding him and when we got out he started talking to me privately. I feel terrible because I keep talking to him. I don’t try to get his hopes up and tell him I love him because I don’t like him like that. He always tells me he loves me, that he wants to meet me, and do other stuff with me. I always dodge the sexual or personal things he wants to know about me and bring up something else. I always tell him he could get in serious trouble for even saying the stuff he does but he doesn’t care. After awhile he wanted to leave the app so he left me his number. I never texted him when he first left it because I was scared of him having my number. FUN FACT: he lives in canada and i live in the us. So a few weeks go by and last night I was really bored so I texted him and this is how it went.
Me: ligma
Him: Ligma?
Him: Lol wtf is that?
Me: ligma nuts
Him: Fort nite fictional disease
(then it goes on to me giving him hints on who I am and he finds out then i send him this)
Me: my friend called me a fugma
Him: What’s that hun
Me: fugma ass
I just wanted to type the funny parts lol. I need to stop our “relationship” but I can’t. I’m starting to catch feelings. god help me.....
#ligma #wtf #bored #confessions
I adopted a little dog from a shelter. She had been abused she was timid and frightened when I brought her home. I was patient with her transition. She was stubborn when it can to housebreaking. Sometimes she had an accident, sometimes it made me really angry and I would yell at her, sometimes i would rub her nose in it, sometimes I would spank her. I would always apologize for being mean and she would trust me again. I had to put her to sleep after having her for 11 years. I apologized to her for the times I was mean to her. I remember the fond times with her and there are many, but they are always crowded out by those scared and helpless little eyes. I regret the anger. I cant stand myself. I need help.u
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
I spend hours everyday trying to talk young people out of suicide. I seem to be very good at it.
But I feel suicidal myself. I have a disease that’s tearing my body apart. I have no one who loves me.
I’ll keep fighting for now. But this disease is beating me down.
I'm very disappointed at my father to say the least.. I wish he would get arrested coz i know prison is the only place that can save him from himself.
#disappointed #angry #tired #prison
I'm truly and honestly afraid of disabled persons. No matter if mentally disabled or physically.
Even if I try to talk myself into believing that they it's not their fault, it just creeps me out. I was in an elevator with one once and I almost started crying, I even hyperventilated and almost passed out.
I avoid this topic and everything that has to do with it.
#disabled #person #mentally #physically #creep #elevator #scared
I went out and sat on the park bench to think. It was early in the morning and this jogger ran by and I watched him. I got up and decided to get a cup of coffee so I went to this small breakfast place and ordered breakfast. I went home and felt bad for eating so much, got into the shower and spent some time washing my penis. It felt good. I thought about the jogger. I dried off and decided to masturbate. I got the lube out, my butt plug, inserted it in. Got the camera out, set it up, got the mirror set up and jerked off. It felt good. I looked out the window and saw these kids at the bus stop. I wondered if any of them were masturbating yet. I'd be glad to teach them.
I got dressed, as much as needed, set up for work. The day went by slowly, issues came up and I handled them. At noon I had some soup, no sense in eating too much. After work I decided to go out and see if I could be picked up. I went to the usual place where men come looking for men like me. I got in the car with a man and he said he wanted it hard, ok with me. We went to this motel where he had a room rented. He was rough, men like him are always rough. He dropped me off back where he picked me up, I walked home and masturbated again and now I need to get some sleep.
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