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I stole the purse of my teacher while she wasn't in her classroom.
With the money (almost 200 bucks!) I'm going to buy some weed!
Excited!
I blew the whistle on my former drug dealer cause I wanted to get clean somehow and I didn't know what to do. So now he has to go to prison and A LOT of people are mad cause he was the only one around to sell drugs. Thank god, no one knows that I told the police about him!
I grew up in the high desert california where the meth was by leaps and bounds better than any other i have ever had... So always around it always had it without ever spending one dollar on it, due to my mom being a crazy down ass bitch and cool help the cooks..and so lets fast forward almost 20 years 18 of those married three kids living in a different state and times are very hard right now in the oil industry.. O im doing what i know best by using the last of my money we had and bought a large amount of dope and brought to a town where its hard to get and have 1 guy get rid of it for me and double my money and have plenty to go around everyone is happy me and wife smokin the shit out of it..to the point of me getting hooked on jackin off with people on omegle when ever i get the chance cause im laid off and might have a guy fuck my ass...
I am in my 40s divorced 3 kids. I just started shooting meth. when I shoot meth I Immediately turn into a sexual deviant. I had the same problem when doing coke, I swallow and love it when high
Many times I have thought about what it’s like to get high. Or be drugged. Or be drunk.
I can’t drink or take drugs. I have epilepsy and strong medication.
I am obsessed with getting high on cocaine and getting naked and flashing in the window of my hotel room. I sometimes get freaky enough to fuck my ass against the window.
I've been on meth for years. I have a job so I can have money to buy meth. And being high motivates me to do my job so I can get paid and get high.
I once went to a party with two girls and when i got there. The room was filled with loud music and Marijuana smoke. I smoke in the bathroom and got high as fuck. I was already drunk before i arrived. I walked into the room and all the mens eyes were on me. I proceeded to give them all lap dances. I could feel these men becoming horny as i danced. I wasnt wearing any panties. So im sure the scent of my pussy made them even more excited. After about 30 minutes of lap dancing my friend walked with me to the bathroom she left out and 3 men came in with their dicks out and hard. I was so horny i let them fuck me. When they finished nutting in me. 3 more came in and busted there semen in me. I was so turned on. I could have gotten fucked all night. My pussy was sooooo wet. More men came in to use my nut infused cunt. I was having the time of my life. Then this one guy had a huge dick. It had to be 12 inches long and 3 inches wide. He looked like he was holding a snake. He came in pushed me down and slid his big thick dick into my hot wet cunt. He pumped into me and i came so hard. I wanted another round with him. But he was done with me. Then more and more men poured into the bathroom to shoot their loads in me. I later found out that one of the girls i came with was selling my pussy.
My boy best friend proposed to me yesterday. Did I mention he smoked a lotta weed? He was pretty much of a failure and that was the reason I became his bff, cuz I was always there for him and listened to his problems. He tried to kiss me, I pushed away. Today it's 10pm and he is still not home. His friends are calling me to ask if I know something but I am hiding what happened. His phone is switched off. I am really scared.
I used to clean house for this guy that was pot dealer. On my last day working for him we smoked a joint together and that shit had me higher than a kite! I only lived about a few blocks away so I walked home and I started getting really paranoid. I thought a cop was going to see me and know I was stoned. I walked past school on tiptoe because I didn't want the kids on the playground to notice me and tell the teachers. I slowly tipped home- seemed like it took hours. I don't remember unlocking the door but once inside went to the bedroom and turned on the tv real low. Then I got in bed with all my clothes on and stayed like that until my boyfriend got home from work, discovered me under the blankets and demanded to know what the hell was going on! I popped up in bed and said " Hey! can we order some Chinese!"
#drug #embrassment #guy
I was diagnosed with depression 4 years ago , I was so confused but everything started to make sense. I was introduced to self harm and she became my bestfriend, i cut myself so much I have lots of scars they are very noticeable. I abused a lot of drugs for example meth , weed , & pills I also drank a lot of alcohol to escape the pain I feel everyday, I'm miserable so very miserable, my anxiety has gotten very bad that I stay in my room at all times . I hate going out and as sad it sounds I just prefer to be dead . Please save me
I have been snorting meth close to 5 years now, more recently ive increased my intake, think i want to end my useless life i can't any longer. Lost so much in the past 2 years. Beginning of the month I was constructively fired. What next? Think I'd settle for a coffin thank you. Tuned 33 yesterday and i don't want to see or go through any more of this.
I accidentally got my high school girlfriend pregnant.
She was 15 and I was 16. We were both into the drug culture of our high school and were very commonly having unprotected sex.
I have been an uncle since the age of 3 and have had a job since I was 14. I wasn't affraid of having a child. My mother was angry, but supportive. At 16, I was ready to become a dad.
The day had come when my girlfriend would have our baby girl. I was very excited. Her parents and the rest of family blocked me from the hospital. I was told our child didn't make it.
Jump ahead 35 years and I find out through an anonymous letter. My daughter is a live and well. She is living on Long Island. She thinks I am the one that is dead.
Now I have now decide whether to tell her I am alive or make believe she doesn't exist.
A neighborhood girl (12) was going around bullying the other kids and trying to act "cool" claiming she drank and smoked and drugged all the time (you know the type) i gained this knowledge from my 10 year old niece who was one of the girls bullied, well i decided to she needed a lesson, coming from the background i did i was able to aquire a small amount of meth, the bully always carried around this knockoff purse, so i went to speak with her about bullying my niece (knowing full well she would just be a little twat) well as she was running her mouth i casually dropped the baggie of dope in the purse she had set on the bench, i walked a block away abd called the cops and tipped in that a minor was in possesion of drugs at the park, she waa arrested, charged with a felony and did six months in juvie, i later heard she was constantly getting beat up for running her mouth in there, even though it was a horrible thkng to do shes now no longer a cunt and is even doing better in school.
I've been using meth on and off for maybe 3 years now. The first time I did it I just know I liked the way it made me feel but I didn't think anything beyond that good high feeling, I was 14 by the way. Now since I've been smoking it I've noticed that it makes me really horny. My wife and I were doing it together in the beginning and it would make us really horny and would have wild sex, and role plays. We would role play about things that we know we wouldn't do or even think of on a regular basis. But when we were high we would just let our wild minds wonder.
Well now she has stopped completely. She don't know I still do it once in a while and its really hard to not be obvious so I have to hide it by drinking some beer so I can blame my slurring on the beer haha. But what I miss the most is the crazy sex and wild talks when we would smoke.
Here's my confession: I have a good friend that him and his girlfriend smoke it, and they're pretty much the one's I get it from. Well one day I get text from his gf and she tells me to email her to an email address she gave me, not telling me what for. I thought it was weird but I still emailed her. So she replies back telling me that she's very lit and starts complaining about my her bf that he's always on his phone and doesn't enjoy the high with her. So I ask her what is it that she wants to do to enjoy it, and then she tells me that she was sorry for what she's about to say but that this is the only time she has the courage to say it (when she's high) so she tells me that she's feeling really horny and that all she can think off is doing something sexual with anyone. By then I knew where this was going so I started telling her that I knew how she felt because I feel the same way and all that.
So we started talking about sex. We would ask each other dirty questions. We also started sharing fantasies and that night we both ended up feeling horny for each other. So ever since that day every time she's horny she emails me pictures or tells me how bad she wants me. I honestly enjoy our convos. We haven't had sex yet but there was 3 times where she dropped off some goods at my place and I would get her to give me blow jobs, and she would let me finger her.
So my conclusion is that now I have someone to share my horniness with when high.
I began having sex at 15 with my first serious boyfriend. About three months later we broke up and other guy friends in school wanted to date me. Most of these relationships involved sex. I was boy crazy. Soon I started getting high and partying. Pot and alcohol got me hot and the boys took advantage of it. I got a reputation of being easy. By the time I was 20 I'd been with 19 guys. I was a tramp. I'm in my mid twenties now, don't drink or smoke anymore and have a boyfriend.
#premiscious #slut #drugs
I got a good job in New Jersey last Spring but the distance from my parents house was a long drive everyday. I finally found a room to rent nearby at a price I could afford. The woman who owns the house is Helen who I'm not sure but think she must be 50 or around that. I don't know what kind of pills she takes but by 6 or 7 every night she walks around like a zombie and by 10 or 11 passes out in the living room or her bedroom. She told me she kicked her husband out years ago and has a daughter who lives in New York and that she has lived alone for 6 years. Whatever those pills are they make her so oblivious I can't understand how she goes to work every morning during the week since on weekends she is even worse. It happens a night or two during the week but on weekends she hardly ever gets dressed and goes around in very skimpy PJ's or night shirts never wearing underwear. The problem is she has terrific body for her age and just the way she moves around or passes out leaves her exposed to me. Aside from that she often passes out naked in bed or comes out of the bathroom naked, so high she probably thinks she is still living alone. I didn't do this right away but when she passes out naked in bed a few months ago I began going in the room to look at her and masturbate as I do. If she passes out in the living room its usually on her recliner and if she is in one of those night shirts I pull it up enough to see her vagina and also see her anus just by the way she is laying there. Even when she wears PJ's its never the flannel type she always wears the shiny, silky type and some more shear than others. The best part is she never has a bra or panties on whether she wears the PJ's or a night shirt. There have been some days where I jerk off 2 or 3 times depending on how high she is or how often she doses off. For the last month or so I put my penis in her hand sometimes but only when I'm sure she is really zonked out.
A friend of mine wanted to buy some marijuana from me. So I bought parsley and sold it to him for 50 bugs.
I also said that it's pretty good stuff.
I do not want to get into much detail. I really need to be careful because I think that some people might recognize my confession if they stumble upon it. So, to keep things short... I stole my best friend's car and sold it for meth. I stole my mother's wedding ring to get more drugs.I used my little brother to steal things from a store so I could sell it.Those are just some of the things I did to get high. I am now 5 days clean and sober and I regret terrible what I've done. I am going through hell right now and I deserve it.
#addiction #addict #drugs #meth #alcohol #stealing #confession #hell #torture
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