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Today I was shopping with my mom at our local mall and after successfully buying clothes we needed we thought we would get ourselves some nice crêpe, there's a little place in the mall that sells them. There was quite a line in front of the little booth, but we weren't in a hurry and thought we could wait. 10 minutes later, it was almost our turn, when this stupid bitch came by, just pushed in and walked in front of us. I said something along the line like "Are you nuts? What's wrong with you?" but she just ignored me. Well, we weren't in a hurry, so we just let her.
This stupid bitch then ordered 4 crêpes, and if you know how they are made you know that it takes quite a while to make one. I was furious after that but I thought well.. Karma's a bitch, she'll get what she deserves.
I also have to say, she was quite fat, so I guess she got all 4 of them for herself..
After she paid she walked past us and smirked like the stupid bitch she was. She wanted to say something petty or spiteful, I know it but before she could say anything I just flipped and knocked the crêpes out of her hand.They landed on the dirty floor and the woman just gaped at me with an open mouth. It was awesome. She tried to insult me after that but my mom and I just walked away.
I really hope I taught this arrogant and stupid woman a lesson for live.
#angry #furious #food #fat #ignorant #anger #woman #confession #noshame
There are times when I just want to beat someone senseless. No holding back my punches. No pushing no bitch ass slapping. Just straight up punches hooks. Feel their bones breaking under my fists while their blood makes a mess everywhere.
Usually I don't go in a fight cuz 60% people don't get in my way. So rest I try to diffuse without fighting. But God know how I control my urges for these. I even bought a heavy bag. But that only made me a better boxer and now the urges are getting worse...
I am scared of a time when some shit happens to my close people and I won't be able to control myself and give in to my impulses. That would be very sad. But I am also looking forward to it.
I'm angry all the time over how arrogant and stupid my mother is. I just want to punch her in the throat. My mother blames everyone else for all her problems. She’s the one that ignores ever single warning about her fantastic life choices or who to trust. Then when things go south it’s OBVIOUSLY not her fault. Like my cousin, who is a notorious con artist AND has scammed her out of money in the past. She ignored every red flag and decided to buy a car from him. A car that she hadn’t even looked at before buying.That he insisted be paid in cash. It’s been 2 years and she hasn’t seen that car that supposedly exists. Yes, my cousin is an ass hat. However if my mother even listened to other people for once in her life she might see that she’s partially to blame. Maybe she might even make better choices in life if she paid attention to other people’s opinions and beliefs instead of living in her own world of denial and aggressive narcissism. But until that day comes, which it wont, it’s everyone else’s fault.
#family #familyissues #narcissism #stupidpeople #cantacceptblame #neverwrong #anger #punchingpeople
My story and confession is a long and sad one just to warn the reader.
My story begins with prom. I had never dated anyone before asking her to go to my senior prom (male 20 before you ask yourself) and she was a freshman. We danced and were friends before prom, but I took the leap of faith at the end of the night and kissed her. Which started a year long relationship where I absolutely fell in love with her. I would have died for her if I had to, gone through any hardship the world threw at us because I accepted her for who she was and loved her regardless. (Now for the sad part)
Even before the relationship started my life dream was to join the US military. I picked the Navy which she absolutely hated because I had to leave periodically for 4 years (was what my contract was) and left for BT on Feb 4, 2015. She demanded that I write her every day but basic only allowed Saturday's. Anyway, when I hit medical, MEPS never knew I had Aspherger's Syndrome (my recruiter never sent them the files of my diagnosis as a child) and I was sent home on fraudulent enlistment on Feb 27, 2015. (now resolved and cleared through court) When I came home, no one recognized me and my family had a hard time because I was sick, fatigued, depressed, and hallucinating mildly from sleep deprivation. I stood in front of my mom for 15 minutes before she knew it was me. I got a new phone and immediately texted her expecting comfort and compassion.... All I got was the longest, saddest text of my life. She broke up with me because I "didn't love her enough to stay home," essentially. So now completely heart broken, I turn to my friends for support and learning that within a month she had turned all but 3 of my friends against me. All of which now think I'm some kind of sexist asshole who doesn't support women going to college, that I burn down schools, and think I'm a babykiller. Month down the road, I've lost my mind to depression, loneliness, and on Easter day, I find she has done the same thing to my cousins because I caught the one I trust the most talking with her about how "fun it was to watch me in agony," that it was "hilarious to watch me burn and lose my sanity." With that I fucking lost it and walked 2 miles to the rails crying the whole way, begging god to make it stop.... I watched three trains go by.... And the only reason I'm still here to type this is a total stranger dialling 911 and getting the police to talk sense into me. I was hospitalized and told I had mild PTSD, and major depression. Hate was all that remained. To this day I still hate her, have a hard time trusting others, can't make friends, hate life, and have learned to live alone. Lastly the only reason I don't let the hate consume me is that what goes around... comes around.
Thank you for listening.
Yesterday, I shouted at some stranger at the cash desk of a supermarket because he accidentally jostled me. He apologized and everything but I was furious. I was never so angry in my life before, I really don't know where it came from. I insulted him and called him some terrible names.
Now I am very sorry and hope he will forgive me.
I have a bad tendency to get violent when I'm angry and I'm scared of my self I forget who I am and what I'm doing and I blank out and don't remember anything unless I'm told what I have done and tbh it scares me not knowing what I do when I lose it I feel like I should be in a mental asylum I hate myself for getting violent
I’m fed up with the orange dingles. They won’t mask or vaccinate. Their master; the wobbler Umpa Lumpa with his flip top hair, just told them not to wear masks.
You’d think when he told them to drink poison they’d wised up; but no, the orange meannies are mindless drones. He just farts out orange dicksie dust; from between his blubberous jelly rolls, and they go into orange zombie mode. Uuuuhhhh don’t wear mask, must not get vaccine. Bend over and hold ankles. We love the Umpa.
I can understand poor countries having low vaccination rates, but America should be nearing 98% fully vaccinated. They’ve had time. Plenty of doses. But no; their deranged; pull my finger leader, tells them not to.
He tells them to fight, and they seize the capital. Umpa wouldn’t wear a mask so neither would they. The orange bad hair blob got Captain Tripp’s, and to his meanions that’s a badge of honor. Remember what he said; his exbert & Earnie team screened; so he didn’t need a mask, then he got it.
These dingle berries lack the IQ to comprehend virus reproduction.
While it took 1,000’s of years of human impeding to produce the Umpa, viruses can do that in months. Not only that; this thing was bio engineered in a lab, specifically to attack humans. It uses our immune systems against us.
Just like a mutant gene 100’s of years ago gave the Umpa line hair that flips up like a race car hood spoiler in the wind, Captain Tripp’s can suddenly have less pointy barbs. These things do the nasty to themselves. Pop out little Coronas. So many generations rapidly mutating. Some become more benign. But all it takes is one; out of those trillions of off spring; to be resistant to our vaccines; and deadlier, then we could face a society crumbling level plague.
No more ice cream and drive thru’s for Umpa Lumpa then. But he doesn’t care; he’s like a bad hair Hitler, with 300 extra pounds of water retention.
We should rename it the Umpa virus. He didn’t make it in a lab, but he’s doing all he can to help it along.
Sometimes when I masturbate I say the name of this guy who used to be my fuck-friend. I met him when he was 19 and he was so cute and innocent. The years went past and he was still cute but no longer innocent. I loved doing it with him! Our bodies fit together so well and it was so happy and joyful. He was a pre-med student and I got married and so we didn't see one another for a few years. Around the time that my husband and I split we started seeing each other again. He had totally morphed into pretty much an asshole- he was still living at home and was over whelmed with student loans and other debt. Sex with him wasn't so mind bending anymore, he had developed a bit of mean streak and took it out on younger women- girls really. Those were the only females that still thought he was hot shit, girls barely out of high school. We kept meeting up because we were both horny and liked fucking each other. The last time I saw him he looked tired and a little sad-still living at home. The last I heard he is married and living in a house he parents own. I still think about fucking him, his cock going in and out of me hard and fast. His fingers pinching my nipples while I was riding him and about to come. The way he smelled- always so clean and fresh. And then I want him so bad, I could cry.
I really am fascinated by blood, is that weird? Sometimes I bite the base of my tongue and press until I taste blood. I’m not saying I love the taste of blood, because I don’t. This is just a repetitive habit, and other times I have liked the feeling when I pierce my thumb with the edge of a steak knife and the blood just drips and drips. Am I too dark? Is this too bad?
Then last week I made a mild slit on my nigh wrist since the knife was incredibly blunt, and I actually really like the way those scars look. And it didn’t hurt at all. I don’t know what I am.
Because I have some kind of suppressed anger or something, I hurt my boyfriend VERY often. I don't know how it happens but I often say something that really hurts him or I hit him unintentionally.
Some time ago, I thought about leaving him for another man but I thought we handled it and that we were happy but I notice now that there's still some anger in me I can't control. Very strange.
I am 36 and married to my husband since I was 23. I keep my body is great shape, am a natural blonde all over, including "down there". I keep myself looking as good as I can, and naturally look much younger. It's not me, it's genetics, my mother and all her sisters are in their late 50's or early 60's and look like they are 38. I had been to a cocktail party and a friend and I stopped by a well known, large hotel for a drink. She had to leave and I was left alone with my drink. I guess by sitting there alone, dressed in a cocktail dress, I gave men an idea. These two very good looking men, one in his 40's and one in the 50's started buying me drinks. I went to the bar with them. After a bit it dawned on me that they thought I was a prostitute. They also thought I was about 22 to 25, I didn't bother to correct them, on either count. I was showing a bit more leg as we talked, even giving glimpses of my see through panties, and my C cup cleavage. One of them was running his finger in my cleavage the other touching my pussy through my panties. Finally they asked . . . how much to go to the older ones suite and make myself available for the both of them.
It was the point of no return and I had no idea, so I said $ 1000 and they readily took me up on it. Now I really don't get to make money for myself, and never money in that amount. I kept wondering how they'd freak out if they knew I was married (my rings were at the Jeweler being cleaned), a mom to 2, and was a suburban typical mom who would be at a PTA meeting the next evening. I told them that for $1000 it was only one time each. With that they took me up to a huge suite, with open windows looking over the city and had me undress in front of the windows. I was very nervous, not knowing what I'd gotten myself into but I kept going, I had $ 1000 in hundred dollar bills in my purse. They actually gasped when I revealed my naked boobs to them, then again when I pulled down my panties to show my blonde haired bush. It actually felt good to be appreciated and viewed as someone sexy again. It was at that time the older one pulled out another $1,500.00 and asked me if I'd stay with them for 3 full hours, I agreed to 2.
Throughout the time with them it was a blur, I didn't even think about the fact I was cheating on my husband it was purely about sex and me feeling sexy . . . someone wanted me so badly they paid me $2,500.00 to be with me and have sex with me. I sucked the older one till he came in my mouth, the other one was next and when he got hard he laid me on the big bed and saying "I've never had a blonde haired pussy before" he plunged a much bigger cock that I'd ever had before into me and within a few strokes I was riding with him and even came. We did all kinds of positions, ending with me on top and him pulling my hips down and thrusting up inside me as he came in me. Then the next one had a turn and while he was going I sucked the other till he was hard again. The older one shot in me with his average size cock and the second was ready again. Only this time he rolled me over and pulling some cum and my own lube from my pussy to my ass, screwed me anally. He was reaching around rubbing my pussy and my tits, the older one started squeezing my tits and tweaking my nipples too. I'd not wanted to admit that it was my first time having anal, but I guess I was caught up in the complete sexiness I felt and I was willing to let him. He came in me anally, and the older one had me suck him then he pulled out and got on top of me and inserted his cock between my tits, pumped them for several minutes and shot off all over my tits, neck and face.
I asked if I could wash up a bit, and took a shower, cleaning all the cum out of me. The anal cum I got out sitting on the toilet first. Washed up, I came out naked and they had another $1000 for me and showed me pictures they'd each been taking on their phone. There I was moaning and groaning on my belly, my tits being mauled by the guy on top of me who screwed my ass. Another showed me with the cum all over me after I'd been tit fucked. I kissed them both, got dressed and asked them not to spread those around, both of them being married and in the pictures too, I really didn't worry about it much.
I went home, took another shower and my husband wanted to have sex. We did, and I came much faster than normal from remembering what I'd just done. He didn't seem to notice that I was a bit looser, and a little sloppy, though I tried to tighten up as much as possible. I had been the good wife for years, and now had sold my body to men for sex. . . and a total of $ 3,500.00 After a couple of days, I even asked my husband to do anal sex to me and he did. He didn't like it too much, but he does it every once in a while now. I guess for him it's something different too. I keep thinking of that first time when I got paid, of course the guy didn't know I was an anal virgin. Then after a few weeks I get a phone message with the pictures of me being fucked by the two of them. The older one is coming back in town and wants to see me. I agreed that I couldn't stay the weekend, but would be with him for 2 hours at a time, at least 4 times while he's in town. I will be paid $ 8,000.00 for it, more if we meet more than 4 times. He also said that a week later his friend is coming back with another partner and they'd both like to see me together.
I would never have dreamed that I'd do anything like this, but it makes me feel so sexy that men would pay this 36 year old PTA mom to have sex with them. Plus by the end of two weeks, I'll have enough money to buy the new drapes I wanted plus so much more, hell I could even buy a car. Of course I don't know how I'd explain where the money came from to my husband.
i fell in love with an actor at age 10 (not gonna say who) i am now in my teenage years,,but seeing him with women in a romantic/sexual way makes me want to puke. especially this one woman...i hate her. i don't usually say i hate people but i think i actually might really hate this woman. just looking at her ugly face makes me want to rip my eyes out. they are in many movies together and i hate it so much. of course i want him to be happy but still...she is terrible. He passed away in 2010 and i feel like maybe he knows my feelings for his female "friends" and i feel like a creep. oh well..
I (f/20) took advantage of a stranger a few years ago. I was 16 when it happened and I was in town shopping with my best friend. While walking down the street, a guy around 25/30 came up to us and asked us in broken English if we would like to have some coffee with him and that it would be his treat. My bff was against it at first, but I convinced her. It was free coffee after all!
So, we went to a cáfe and tried to have a conversation with him. He was from some dirt poor country or something like that and his English was really terrible. What we found out was that he wanted to go to university and bring his family to him (they were still in his country of origin) and that he migrated because he thought that he could have a better life here. He had no friends and apparently had a hard time making friends and connections.
We asked him why he wanted to have coffee with us and I am not sure, but I think he thought we were cute or something.
We tried to talk to him for like half an hour or more, but it was more or less pointless. His English was really really bad. Why come to our country if you are not able to speak the language???
Anyway... He went to the restroom eventually and we decided to bolt. He wanted to pay for our drinks anyway, so I guess that is not a problem...
I talked to my bff about it today and she said that we behaved like total dickheads back then. I never thought about it before she brought it up today.. Well, I guess I am feeling kind of bad about it now.
So, forgive me?
#stranger #advantage #freedrinks #poor #bad #guilty #pity #bff #coffee #confession
My mother has very unrealistic views of the world or life in general. She uneducated, loud and embarrassing. She has an opinion to everything and is very much known for declaring them to everyone who will listen. She spends a lot on money on useless crap, decorating the house with weird shit. She's not working.She has this really big tooth gap which makes her look even more stupid.She works in retail for over 30 years now and she's still not capable of dealing with costumers. She thinks she knows everything and is the best at everything. And now she thinks she needs to belittle me, because I do not want to live in this small dump she calls home. I moved to a bigger city, far far away from her and living my dream of being an architect. She thinks I am stupid to leave my hometown behind and that I will be coming back crying some day because the big city is too scary for me.Fuck you! I am so happy without you!!!I hate you. I hate you. I HATE YOU.
#hate #anger #mother #mom #mum #confession #movingaway #stupid #embarrassing #dream #uneducated
I was visiting a relative without my wife in a large city and had 2 free days. I went on a popular free dating site (not a fuck buddy site) just to see if I could connect with someone. I accurately describe myself as in my mid 50s, fit, athletic, and married visiting the city. Now this is a very large city. I really was not expecting to connect but about noon I get a message with a phone number to call. I call her and she has a thick spanish accent, clearly english is her second language. We chat a while and I explain I'm in town for a few days and I am looking for a playmate to be together naked, enjoy each others bodies, NSA. it is hard to understand her with her accent. She gives me her address and says to come over. So I look up her address and since I have no car I need to take public transportation. It will take at least 90 minutes to get to her. That means 90 minutes to get back and I don't have enough time. I text her and tell her I can't make it that afternoon, could we meet first thing the next morning. She right away responds yes. Now I'm pretty excited. I could hardly sleep that night, early the next morning I get up, take the transportation as she described and arrive at her building, I take the elevator up, knock on her door and there she is. About 5 ft tall, not slender but nice curves and beautiful boobs. She welcomes me in. She gives me a glass of water and we sit on her couch and talk. I ask if I can kiss her and she says she likes to be kissed. As we are kissing she asks me about my wife and says she is not sure we should do it because of my wife. I explain that I won't tell my wife if she doesn't. We kiss some more. Within a minute I have her blouse and bra off. Now from the time I knocked on the door to her being topless was about 5 minutes. We go hand in hand to her bedroom and undress each other. She tells me she loves 69 so onto the bed we went, her at the head of the bead on her back, me facing down with my face in her pussy, her mouth on my cock. We played, tasted, licked, touched for quite a while, eventually we turn around and proceed to have sex in at least 5 positions. It was awesome.
We cuddled, took a shower and washed each other off. and I was off. Now I visit this city to see my relatives and I have visited my friend 10 or 15 times since. I asked her once, why did she give me her address and phone number 5 minutes after talking to a total stranger on the internet. She said she prayed to God for a good man and right then she got my message to meet. I think she liked it as I have seen her many many times and each time, we are in her bed naked within 5 minutes of me knocking on the door. 69 for the first few minutes then every position of sex we can think of and get our bodies into. God is good, and I ask no forgivness. It was really fun.
#infidelity #sex #stranger #69 #cheating
I hate my life at the moment. I do not want to pursue a career. I do not want to do anything. I only want people to love me. Why can't they feel the way I do? I appreciate the people in my life so much and I get little back....
Don’t be so happy, I don’t really forgive people, I just pretend like it’s ok and wait for my turn to destroy them.
I want to fight my dad and win so that I can embarrass him in front of the rest of my family and expose him for the little bitch that he is.
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