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Still not sure what the best course of action is. I am kind of lost and I do not know anything.
I'm malel, 21 years old and I love my family.
I was raised by my grandparents and I always had great respect of them, but at this moment I can't "not respond" to the provocations of my grandmother.
All she tells me annoys me and I answer her badley, because I just lost my stepfather for about a month ago and she now wants to control everything that is happening here at home: (that hours we enter, that hours we left, where we go, what we do...) We currently need privacy and let us do our "grieving", but she is always on top of things happening.
Everyone tells me that I have to give her a "discount" because of her age, but I can not, but right after I answer her badly, I regret.
#family #grandma #stepfather #dead #bad #confession
So excited my boyfriend proposed. What 18 yo girl could say no? A few months later I knew I could not live with him. I made a mistake and needed out of this dud of a boy. I tried to talked to so many but I was told how wrong it would be to not follow through. I ended up finding someone with empathy, his dad. His father was also engaged so maybe it made the talks more relaxed. Somehow the two of us ended up in a secret relationship. Now we are in love looking for a way to move on without our deadbeat wanna be mates. Nothing to confess, just wanted let be known I should not feel guilty for improving my relationship. I could use advice on how to break the news.
#love #relations #guilt #baddecision #pregnant #sex #father #fiance #advice
I need to apologize, for agonizing you because of my personal insecurities. You were always a good friend to me, not my best friend, but always there when called upon. Lately, I've been jealous of your achievements even though it is my weakness to not be as good as you. I've believed hurtful rumors about you but despite all of that, I can't help but adore the person you are. I want to talk, but I don't know where to start. It's hard to be on the wrong side and face you everyday without guilt killing a part of me. Wishing you the best of all worlds, girl.
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
I feel like I need to be disciplined but I am to afraid to tell anyone I can do some really bad things and get away with it
#discipline #getaway #despair #bad
I’m suffering from self harm addiction and I’m so guilty because I promised everyone I’d stop but I can’t especially when I have a very bad day
A friend was having a breakdown in one of our safe spaces online and I missed the real point of the breakdown and asked a REALLY insensitive question.
I honestly made a mistake in meaning, but I didn't listen to that inner feeling that I was missing something.
I am a divorced mom of two. And I have to get something out of my chest.
About two yrs. ago, I discovered that my then husband was having an affair with a coworker from the office he works for.
As angry as I was, I found the way of keep my head cold. I turned the blind eye for about a year while getting evidence of his actions, so I could build a strong case against him in the court so, I did.
A year went by and he acted very surprised when confronted with the evidence my lawyer presented to him. He knew he had no choice but to sign the papers.
Two weeks later after he moved out of the house, I threw a party to celebrate my long awaited divorce.
I work for a big company with medium to small branches all over the city (Monterrey, Mexico) which specializes in selling construction and builders materials.
Every branch has a secretary and two male workers. The big branches have two secretaries and up to four workers. where I work it's just me and two guys.
I would be lying if I said I've been an angel. Every now and then I would accept an invitation from my coworkers to have a drink and some kissing and fondling had happened when we were drunk but that was all. Never had sex with them even thou there's mutual attraction; much less an affair.
So I threw this party to celebrate and of course; friends, family and coworkers were invited.
Everything was so great, plenty of music, beer, tequila, carne asada and above all, happiness and laughter.
It was around 1 am that the first guesses started leaving so I told my then 6 & 8 y/o kids to go to bed, and by 2 am every family member and friends were gone. But back at the patio my two coworkers were still drinking and listening to music so I joined. We danced some more and at some point, I started to feel dizzy. I'm not a tequila drinker but I was so happy that I had a few shots while dancing.
All I remember from that moment on, is my coworkers helping me undress in my bedroom.
The next morning I was awaked by my sons moving my shoulder and slapping my face. MOM WE ARE HUNGRY!!!
Well it was still morning.11:40am
I opened my eyes and raised my upper body a little just to find out I was completely nude in the middle of my also completely nude coworkers who were still snoring.
I told my sons get out of the room... I have to get dressed.
As soon as they walked out I awaked both of the guys so they could get dressed and leave.
Feeling my anus a little sensitive, I jumped in the shower not before I took a pee and relieved my guts in what appeared to be a mix of liquid and foamy substance without the smell of... well you know what I mean.
"It must be the tequila"... I said to myself
That day was what appeared to me an endless Sunday. I was avoiding almost all day to approach the subject with my sons but, they were in a funny mood with awkward faces and attitudes all day long so by dinner time I had to finally ask them.
Roberto was watching!!! one immediately told on his brother.
Yeah but you too!!! replied Ricardo the youngest.
WATCHING WHAT??? I asked.
What those men were doing to you!
OMG! I didn't know what to tell them so I changed the subject and send them to sleep with the excuse of their early school tomorrow.
The next morning I walked into the store. Pedro and Raul (my coworkers) were there already.
So I asked them both... what the hell happened that night?
Raul very nervous asked me... you don't remember? nothing?
I said... of course not! otherwise I wouldn't be asking!
They told me that I was like in a trance, yelling at them to fuck the shit out of me. Pedro was going to start while Raul was going to wait outside the room but I told him not to. I was already undressed so they undressed as well and started to fuck me both at the same time.
And then what?... I asked
Well you wanted to have anal sex.
And?... I asked again
We gave you a beer enema
Omg!... I started to laugh. You did???
So you went to the restroom and then came back and we both had anal sex and all kinds of sex with you.
Ok...I said. That's pretty much some kinky night but still pretty normal don't you think?
At that point they looked each other to the eyes.
Ok OK... now what???... I asked
"Well... we told you your sons were peeping because the door was open and you told us to let them watch"
Omg!... I said that?
"Yes. not only that but you told them to get closer so they could see better"
And what did they do?... I asked
"Well they were there watching the show at the edge of the bed the rest of the night"
And that was it right?
"Ok you asked for another beer enema before sending your sons to sleep and we went to sleep as well"
I was in a shock but at the same time somehow felt a little aroused by the thought of me being capable of doing such things.
Not surprisingly, days later my sons asked me when was I going to throw another party.
We've done it four more times without the need of a large party, just tequila and beer. Just the three of us and of course those two who wouldn't miss the show.
#divorced #bad #mom #exhibitionist
I screwed up my relationship and it ended because I was too scared to tell the truth. Unknowingly to me at the time I was suffering from depression, I got myself into debt and I couldn’t get out of it. Instead of telling my partner I tried to deal with it myself. My partner had a temper, often wouldn’t speak to me for days or weeks on end if I had upset him even though I didn’t know what it was I had done wrong. He never asked me if I was ok, he never took any interest in me and I was constantly walking on eggshells. None of this excuses what I did. He started spending time away from me, told me he wasn’t happy with our relationship anymore and I think he had met someone else but would never admit it. I desperately wanted our relationship to work but it was too late. Several months later, we were still living together and he found out about my debt, I didn’t tell him but he found out and hit the roof. My heart was pounding so fast I thought I was going to die, he wouldn’t listen to me and it was the worst night of my entire life. I often have flashbacks to that night and even just writing about it makes me so anxious. I left our home the next day, our relationship was over. He told everyone we knew what I had done, people spat at me in the street and rightfully blamed me for everything. I lost everything, my home, possessions and a big part of myself that I will never get back. Years have now passed and he’s moved on with his life, met someone new and sold our home. I can’t move on. I hate myself so much, I can’t forgive myself for what I did and I know that I am a bad person. I haven’t rebuilt my life, I still have nothing and no home of my own. I have depression and I realise now that I have had it for a long time. I paid my debt off which should have been a big relief but it wasn’t, I desperately want my old life back and I know that I will never get it back and that is my punishment. People think that I have shown no remorse but I feel it every second of every day. I deserve to have a miserable life, I am scum.
so, I met a guy 10 months ago, and of course we made it , since then we're together but what he doesnt know is that , even if i want , i cant be open with him about my life , i continue lying him abou everything in my life , just to feel loved , .. im a terrible person , i already cheated on him with 3 guys.
but somehow i do love him... even if im doing this
I am a married 23 yo female. My husband's younger sister visited for the past two weeks. I have never been with or attracted to another girl until her. When her brother was not around, she was not private. I don't know that her door was ever closed. I saw her nude several times and found myself dressing with the door open thinking she might catch me. The bad part was going overboard by masturbating two different times, nude on the bed with the door open. The master bedroom is on the opposite end of the house so I was more easily emboldened. And o so horny that I could not stop till I came. It was quick and not overwhelmingly noisy. I imagined her walking in on me and eating my pussy. I was so into it that I don't know if she saw me, but I hope she did. Her actions were no different and nothing was ever mentioned. She is now my fantasy girl and I cannot wait to see her again. Maybe something can happen next time, but she is straight. Curiousity may have her and I try for first time.
#sisterinlaw #pussy #eat #horny #lesbian #straight #nude #masturbation
I have been very naughty. Yesterday was a beautiful sunny day in the South-East of England and I was at home alone, so I decided to do a bit of sunbathing. So I put my fairly small bikini on and I went to the bottom of our garden just outside our summer house and started sunbathing. After a while my next door neighbour, a man in his 60s poked his head over the fence and asked me how I was and if I fancied a nice cold drink. I said yes and he soon appeared with a tray containing a jug of lemonade and two glasses. It was ice-cold and delicious.
I told him that I was just about to go topless (which was lie) when he put his head over the fence and laughing I said he should have waited for a few minutes. He said he couldn't believe how bad his luck was but never mind and with that he reached behind me and pulled my bikini tie open and pulled my top off.
I thought I should have been shocked but I wasn't, we just lazed around chatting for a while, me with my ample breasts on display and him being very cool about it. It's a nice day out there today and I just know I am going to go out and sunbathe topless again and this time with my very tiny bottom on. In fact it is so tiny that I have just had a little tidy up down there.
But I am so frightened that my husband will find out.
I get turned on committing crime, I love the thrill, the risk. I don’t even mind getting caught and going to jail. Being a felon is so sexy.
#crime #felon #felony #arest #arrest #bad #criminality #criminal #badgirl
I don't wish bad luck on people but I kind of would laugh if all the men I liked found out all their sons were not even their kids and they had no kids in their so called marriage and regret not coming to me as I am a faithful good woman. better still if they came running to me after all. at least 1 of them anyway. oh what a feeling!
I am at the hospital right now. It was a standard procedure, but I have to stay here for 5 days in total. It is day 2 right now and I would like to say that the nurses here are so rude!!
They are unfriendly, do not smile, only talk to rant and snarl at you.
Is it too much to ask to show a bit of kindness? Especially when you are working with sick people? It is not like it is their job to take care of people and I think that also includes some kind of courtesy and friendliness?
But the doctors are the complete counterpart - always happy, friendly and take their time to treat us patients right.
When I am out of here, I will stop smoking altogether. I will never set another foot in a hospital as a patient again!
#hospital #bad #nurses #doctors #unfriendly #rude #surgery #patient
I get depressed when I hear how well friends/family are doing but when they tell me something bad or when something went wrong I feel better about myself..... also I fucking hate people in my home town i have fantasys about a post apocalyptic world where I'm the new leader of my town and I execute and torture the people who I don't like..
I have two crushes and they are both idiots. Often other girls choose smart guys, tall guy, handsome, funny, etc. But mine is different, those are not my type. I can't really say their names because I will be dead for sure. J and V, first letters of their names. So J has been my crush for a year and a half, and I am sure for how I feel about him. And V was my crush for 7 months, after that 7 months he admitted that he did not like me even though I haven't confessed to him yet. So I ended my feelings for him and continued my feelings for J. He values my feelings even though he force to do it so I don't get hurt. After 1 year, my birthday came, V message me and greet me with a simple birthday message. I was shocked at that time and I felt pain in my chest but I was able to resist. Then, I realized that my feelings for him had returned. Damn for being soft-hearted. I do not want this.
I have a crush on Megan Whessels a.k.a The Fanfic Critic on youtube.
I wanna cum on her fat face cause she has a double chin and that was in 2014, I do hope she's gotten even fatter since.
Seriously I would love to smell her armpits after a long hot day.
#bad #sex #megan #wessels #ugly #fat #youtube #fanficiton #i #hate #myself #for #thinking #this
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