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Yesterday I broke into a house and stole money. I want to buy my girlfriend some jewelry.... she deserves it.
But the money isn't enough I need to get more... She's so beautiful and she need beautiful jewelry to make her even more beautiful.
I love her so much, I would do anything for her.
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My girlfriend stole test we had to write in maths out of the staff room. We both had a F because we where just too lazy to even look at the answers.
Me and my mom were best friends when I was growing up. She was always there for me and we had great fun together.I really thought I could tell her everything. One day, I borrowed some jewelry from her for school. It was a very old, pretty ugly necklace and I thought this would not be a problem. I never saw her wearing it and I really wanted to return it right after school.On this day, and I didn't think about it, we had PE in the last two periods. I left the necklace with my other stuff in the locker room.And it was gone when I came back! I looked everywhere, but I just couldn't find it. Someone else must have stolen it. I was so terrified of my mom and that she maybe didn't love me anymore because of this. I was so scared that I would lose my best friend.So, I lied. A few days after I lost it, my mom was looking everything for this stupid necklace.And, as I found out, it was the necklace of her grandmother, (my great-grandmother)...I never told her that I lost it and I lied and helped her look for it for months.I am so sorry about that!
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Here's my story:
A few years back I met this guy and decided to bring him home. Well after we did our deed he pulled out of me and looked at his cock and noticed the condom wasn't there. In my drunken state I freaked out thinking he was lying about using a condom to begin with. He then showed me the empty condom wrapper, after searching my bedroom top to bottom I made him search inside me.....
But no avail. The next day I scheduled an appointment with my gyno, I was so embarrassed to tell the nurse checking me that I had 'lost' the condom. So there I was laying on the gyno table the doctor finally came in and just looked at me and smiled. After a bit of searching my doctor was able to retrieve the condom. I guess somehow my vag stole the condom.
I’ve stolen a lot of money off of my granny. She had like thousands in her home just lying there so I occasional took some and over time realised I had took a lot, like 3,000 but she never noticed. She said she’s not spending it but keeping it for the wedding of her first grandchild which won’t be me.
I've stolen women's panties from clotheslines when I was a kid and masturbated with them before throwing them away. The first time I did this I was so excited and my pulse was racing. It was so exciting closing my bedroom door and stroke my cock on the crotch of an unknown females panties and cumming was always very intense.
Usually when I go to supermarkets or even small shops, I steal sweets. I always have the money to buy them but I needed some sweets for something once and I just kept stealing after then. I find it easy. I unwrap the sweets. Hide the wrapper in the store so the scanner at the door won't go off and buy something that I would buy and walk out with the stolen and bought sweets. If there isn't a scanner at the door, I hide it up my sleeve or in my pocket.
I don't regret it and I don't think I care that it's a bad thing
My mother got some money in her drawer. I stole it.. about 1,000 bucks and I don't even know why I took it.
Actually... I don't need it.. If I want something I can ask my parents, they would buy me...
I may be dying. The last time my body started acting this bad (a disease) I found myself in a hospital with people trying to save my life. It was so bad. The people worked so hard.
So I need to confess all the sins I committed that I haven’t apologized for. Already asked forgiveness for.
I helped someone many times in their life. Fed and housed them for many years. The act like one of their parents and get very angry a lot.
I was afraid this was fixing to happen so I spent every dime I had to help a good person who is sick. They have a sweet child who is very sick. So I spent every dollar I had fixing their home. I took my broken body and drove my car till it broke. Then I had them pick me up. I got their house fixed it seemed. I pray I did. It was so hard.
But I ran out of food for days. So this person I helped for so many years of their life had some old food. They waste a lot of food. I had not eaten anything in 2-3 days. So I picked out some food I thought they were going to feed to their dogs and ate it. I ate a small amount for 3-4 days.
Now the person realized it and is very angry. Is confronting others. I’ve watched this person steal other people’s food fir no reason. They just steal it. Do it all the time.
They got so angry. Asked if I stole it. I never yes or no. I used misleading words. Thing is I’ve watched this person steal some of my food. Contaminate the rest of it. So I was forced to go weeks barely eating till I could afford to replace what they contaminated.
In other words I did steal. Then withhold the truth. Soon after I saw them throw the rest of the food away as I knew they would. So I’m not going to own up to it.
Technically I did steal. I’ve apologized to God but that’s the only thing I can think of. I went the next couple of days without food. Now I have food. Not much. Im spacing it out. But I’m getting so weak. Im trying to save what I can each month. I must save up to pay to fix my old car so I can try to see my kids again.
I will do my best to see my kids again God. But I may cause my body to die trying to find a way to fix my car. I managed to get the car Somewhere I can leave it. I feel so overwhelmed God. I don’t know what to do. If I admit I stole the food I’ll have no where to sleep. I can’t afford to live anywhere else.
But I won’t steal anymore food. It’s so hard to wait. Watch food go bad and either go in the trash or be fed to a dog. But I’ll die before I steal again.
My body suddenly hit that wall. I don’t know if it will bounce back. Life is so hard. But I’m not spending what I’ve decided to save this month. My body must adjust to what I can feed it. I’d rather die than never see my kids again. So I’m not going to admit I stole. Nor am I going to spend that money to go get food. Besides I’m so weak I can’t make it to any extra food right now anyways.
Well. My conscious is clear. I’ve apologized for my sin. But I will not undo it.
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