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I love using meth, I smile regularly and have a job and have high remarks. No one knows I use either. I use cuz I’m lonely and it makes my sex drive crazy and I end up watching Porn and jerking off for hrs and it helps me forget I’m alone and feel lonely.
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I read every confession on this site. I should be working right now but I don't want to, it's just too damn funny.
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I hate my sister. She is a horrible, narcissistic liar who thinks she is better than everyone else. And I smile in her face and pretend we are close so she won't prevent me from seeing my niece.
I am embarrased of myself, I am addicted to the gym because I’m too short that i look like my girls little brother, I have Tourette, and I shake like a chicken so just because people bully me in the past, I insult humiliate and use, women that are weak than me, I don’t choose equal opponents because I am a really chicken.
It begins with a liar. I confided in someone I thought was a real friend. I have been in severe depression due to loosing my parents, starting menopause, husband diagnosed Asperger’s and the drama with him wanting an open marriage...... I just wanted life to end.
I confided in someone that is in her 20s... I don’t know why I thought she could understand anything.
After a few YEARS, yes years... of me crying to her.... she tells me I have anger issues and she would love to help me but she felt I was over reacting.
I was / have been on the verge of suicide, I cried all night to her and says later she told me this.
I was in severe pain and crying for help... and she made me feel like I was lying to her!!!!
Now I have extreme anger towards her!!!
She is also my husbands employee and I want her GONE!!!!
I may want my husband gone as well!!! He won’t have to worry about me not wanting an open marriage when he won’t be married to me!!!
( no he isn’t sleeping with her, she has talked about him behind his back...) another reason she needs to go
I have committed some sins, I’m not innocent.... but trusting her as a friend and her treating me like that has pushed me over the edge.
I hate her!!!! She is last person I have called friend and I will never look for another one.
People are selfish and awful. I want out of this world!!!!!
I am 15, I masturbate 1-2 times and day and often (if I'm feeling good enough) over stimulate myself by reading dirty crush imagines and imagining its my crush doing it all to me.. I know I should be ashamed but seriously if you saw what he looked like... you would probably be how I would. It's the same way with my celebrity crushes and I have no shame.
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.
My girlfriend started dating this older black guy. We’re both 16 and in high school but this guy is in his 20s. I know of him because he apparently is in a gang and he would sell weed to a lot of my friends. My ex is white with long brown hair and pretty blue eyes. She has the perfect body and her lips are pink and soft. I get so jealous knowing she’s with him. She doesn’t even do drugs or drink. I think she is with him to piss her parents off. But she told me she didn’t really like him as a person but he was just a good kisser and would turn her on. I’ve seen them kiss. It’s so gross to me he sticks his tongue down her throat. And worst thing is he’s made her give him a bj and he’s had sex with her. She was a Virgin before him. Idk why she stays with him but he must’ve done something right in the bedroom to make her his toy. I wish I could have her back.
what I learnt from seeing a spiritual healer is that I always felt bad for dreams I had and any sexual thoughts or activities I did as a kid. Anyway, one nightmare stuck in my head as a teen (well a few did really) some of my dreams were very gruesome and ugly violent or very picture slide where it flashed past and the picture made the mood over a word. A lot of metaphors and word punts as well.
I asked someone about the dreams of princess diana that I would have at different times and one really captured her control over the world and I think that is what ultimately led to her demise as a human and her life so young to die. Because she was a dormant sexual image and a powerful feminine and a sign of virginal and power and elitism most people never obtain as well as a paradox of insecurities and weaknesses.
For me as a teen girl I felt I loved her as much as when I was a child but as a teen began to wonder why I loved her. Should she deserve that love as I didn't know her and she appeared to me to be a woman of selfish ends being totally spoilt for choice and I was completely the opposite. I didn't hate her but I grew to dislike women like her more and more as I found them a threat to me being able to be sexually valuable and relevant for work and love and income. It all felt so unfair. I seen so many black people making cultural improvements and I was not personally, I only ever benefited as a side step from some one else in the family and I was never allowed to be a provider or achiever or image to look up to. I was the loser teen to loser adult with no talents and no qualities to shape as I got more mature it would appear in the eyes of others but not in myself, I didn't see myself as others saw me. I guess I never will one way or another. I just wish they could live the life "my life was the complete message of the song by whitney whatever who died, "didn't we almost have it all" but we never did and we were fooling ourselves to think we would !!! I wish others knew this feeling of half getting their to be slammed down and pushed to unemployment and no love and questing why is life so shitty and gee god has to be the biggest retard ever !!! cuz he has no idea of what the heck he is doing and it all makes no sense and there is no happiness to be had in life.
how about you find out how it feels to be invited by the special girl and your prettier but everyone still likes all the others but you. your the one helping others weddings and parties and doing all the nice things and no one thinks of you. you are all alone and left alone when you have given too much of yourself and no one is worrying about your feelings tonight or caring for you at all because you didn't add enough detail to the picture or story. you didn't add some disclaimer or you didn't say what the others wanted to hear.
I still think diana died because the queen got sick of playing second fiddle to diana and she was jealous of her being so loved. The queen has killed a lot of nice women in her time. And what she didn't kill the male royals did out of as much jealous and needing the power.
My spiritual healer told me that my dream was an expression of diana's over dominance on all our minds and the world and that is what actually killed her needing to be in ever magazine and too loved for her own good. It showed her dark side she didn't want others to see and maybe there were fragments of me in whatever I saw in her reflecting at me as well of who I idolised and who I wanted to be like as a teen and adult and needing someone to look up to as the hero and princess bride like barbie image. She told me this was all normal and our dreams are often metaphoric and not always factual or literal. and I didn't kill her or harm her and I had nothing to feel bad about at all.
I am attracted after 3 guys in my school. They are so hot.. I masturbate on their pics everyday. In school, I sometimes brush my hand across their butt/bulge on purpose without them knowing. I dream of them tied up and me doing things to them. I once even squeezed on of their butts during a crowded assembly..
I'm 18 years old. Yesterday as i got out of the shower and was wearing my clothes i was not wearing any upper. my room was not locked my stepbrother came in by mistake.. he apologized for it. but today after breakfast he asked me whats my boob size (36d) i told him then he said they look perfect. he is actually very sexy. he said his penis is 7.. will my vagina be satisfied.? i said yes.. we were alone so we went to the room and he started kissing me.. he sucked my boobs so bad he almost ate them i enjoyed it so much then i asked him so show his cock his showed me and it was so huge i couldn't resist so i started sucking it i gave him a harcore blowjob it was soo wet he then put his cock inside my vagina and it was best feeling ever. we both enjoyed it so much.. and he showed pics of my boobs to his best friend so i am going to have sex with him today
She was my total fantasy girl. I never dreamed of dating her but she asked me out about a week before. I was 36, she just turned 18. Absolutely gorgeous girl.
One day I was to pick her up after work at the restaurant she worked at. When I saw her I couldn't believe the tiny little skirt she was wearing. It barely covered her ass. She was serving tables and said she was just going to be another minute which was fine because I sat and watched her bounce around in this skirt. Suddenly, as she was heading back toward the kitchen, when no one was looking...she hoisted the front of her skirt and revealed her bare pussy to me. I couldn't believe it. Later she proved to me that she had no panties or changeing clothes with her and had been like that all day waiting for me. Needless to say we had the best sex of our lives a few minutes later, as soon as we got to the car.
When I was a teenager way back in the early eighties, I was taunted by some of the other boys at school for being overweight. I was a little, but in my mind at the time I was convinced it was a lot. It got to me so much that a few days before the start of the new school year I went into town with some money I'd been saving and (I can still barely believe it even after all these years) I went into a department store, went into the lingerie department and, with a bright red face, bought myself a panty girdle. Even though I dreaded the thought of wearing it, I thought a girdle would reduce my belly, tighten up my backside and get the bullies off my back. As I was excused gym class on medical grounds, there would be no problem there. And surely I'd get used to it? The assistant was initially astonished and thought I was joking at first, but when she realised I was serious, I guess she figured my money was as good as anyone else's.
So, on that first day, I headed off to school as if everything was normal, went into some derelict buildings along the way, took off my trousers, quickly tugged on my long-leg Playtex "I Can't Believe It's A Girdle!", got dressed again, and headed off to school, wide-eyed and stiff legged. My "weight loss" since the start of the summer break was noticed, but I was still bullied. And now I had to get used to wearing a tight girdle every day to maintain the weight loss illusion - I could hardly get paunchy again overnight!
Have you ever had that terrified sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach when you realise you've really screwed up? That's how I felt when it dawned on me what I'd done and that there was no going back. The whole idea was dumb from the start, had failed totally in its objective, my initial overconfident attitude about getting used to it had died the moment I'd put it on and realised as it compressed my belly, backside and thighs exactly what it was I was going to have to get used to...and now I had no way out! I felt sick as I realised I was going to have to wear a girdle - a Playtex panty girdle! - every day from now on. For no good reason. And it was all my own damn fault.
By the end of that first day of being firmly held in, I could definitely believe it was a girdle! I'd fidget around in my seat trying to get comfortable - sit forward, sit back, legs apart, legs together - but I could get no relief. It was a girdle, and it did what a girdle was supposed to do. I'd catch myself gasping as I stood up or sat down, and walking up or down stairs was...an experience. By lunchtime I felt like I just wanted to scream, but I had a long afternoon in front of me before I could take it off.
After school, I hurried back to the derelict buildings (as quickly as I could manage!) to get out of my tight new panty girdle. I was almost crying with frustration as I fumbled frantically with my belt buckle in the rush to get my trousers off and get the bloody thing off me. The relief I felt as I peeled it off was incredible. But I just had to get used to it being part of my uniform from that day on. I'm not ashamed to say that, as I tugged it on the next morning, I was actually crying. I did eventually come to terms with the situation and get used to it, but it did take a very long time.
I guess that was about the only notable thing I achieved at school, though being the only boy to have his underwear made by Playtex is something I was quite happy to keep secret!
I told them to stop, but I couldn't stop myself from self-harm.
It hurts, but it makes me feel better, and I can’t stop
I’m so sorry...
My boyfriend and I love animes and mangas. And recently, we started taking those interests to bed as well. We started role playing as characters from our favourite anime TV show and I guess that's what saved our sex life. I would even say that it was the best sex we had in 3 years. We would just talk and act like the characters from the anime and it was awesome!!My question is, however, is this still normal or do you think we should consider seeing a therapist or something?It's the first time I am talking about it, as I really think it's quite embarrassing to talk about...
#partner #sex #boyfriend #animes #love #fetish #confession #tv
i am (male) a discreet bi. none of my friends or family know. i bottom for older men, i love being used by older men, showing off my bum and body. regularly meet strangers/older men for sex, whether it be at there house, in there car or in public places. find the age gap a huge turn on and constantly crave.
I was out in my car driving about late one dark evening. I was messaging my girl. Whenever she replied i would pull over to read and reply then continue driving. The messages started to get saucy and rather naughty needless to say i was getting horny and my cock was starting to throb in my jeans. My phone went off again. I found somewhere to pull over, at this point i ouldnt contain myself anymore. I reversed right into the field entrance and whipped my hard cock out my trousers. I started to immediatly stroke my hard shaft at such a speed and in a violent manner. The excitement of the occasuonal cars driving past was very overwhelming I cum quickly and hard. Warm cum flew everywhere. I licked some off that had gone over my hand. I procedded to put my di k back in my trousers and drive in.
#masturbation #car #wank #cock #penis #warm #cum #excitement #layby
I knew theres space to see through in the washroom door, so i kept my big butt towards the space. My colleague pushed the door creating more space and kept it that way for some time getting a good look of my ass. He thinks i dont know about it.
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