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I hate niggers and wish them all dead. But of course, that is most definitely a sinful thought. The irony is that I myself am a nigger. I'm so lost...


#racism   #black   #nigger  


I absolutely hate and despise a certain fat, disgusting, toothless slob on the internet who goes by the name "Brett Keane" and yes he tells everyone his real name in his youtube videos when he introduces himself, so I'm not doc dropping by saying it. Unfortunately, he has no problem doc dropping other people. He did that to many people years ago. The fat piece of shit has been trying to get famous on the internet for 20 years now, but he always gets caught up in petty drama with people, he lies and slanders them. If they attack him back, he pretends to be the victim and tries to get their accounts banned. Either from youtube, twitter or whatever social media he is actively using at the time.

I was nice to him and on good terms with him many years ago until he stabbed me and all his friends in the back. He would run chatrooms where people could discuss religion/politics or video games, he will be friends with you until you reveal a secret thing about yourself, then he will blast it all over the internet if you ever say something that annoys him, and he gets very easily annoyed.

He claims to have agoraphobia which is his excuse to why he lays in bed all day and wont get a job. His wife works and he treats her like shit. She even filed domestic abuse charges against him many years ago, before forgiving him and taking him back. All of this has been outed on the internet. He has become a lol cow and a dumpster fire that a popular podcast called "the drunken peasants" used to make fun of. Brett loves to talk shit publically about anyone who disagrees with him, sometimes he even slanders people by calling them pedophiles, with no fucking evidence. If you cross him he will instantly block you and then try to have your account banned. Publically he pretends to be a nice guy who gets attacked for no reason, but everyone knows that he is an evil pathetic piece of shit. Brett has been banned from YouTube and twitter many times, but always comes back with a new account, to continue his bullshit. Of course he claims that he was always banned unjustly and that he is the victim.

His new routine is pretending to be a hardcore Christian conservative trump supporter. But not long ago he was an atheist who attacked Christians. He is a fraud, always asking for donation money.

I hope he dies.


#hatred   #anger   #revenge   #hate  


Hi, I’m 15 and this is my confession. This girl at my school (we used to be friends until she backstabbed me), she turned some of my friends against me to the point where they act like I’m some deadly disease. I know sh eturned them against me because she’s done the same thing before, but with other old ‘friends’ of mine. She likes making my life hell. Whenever I vent about how she’s making my life hell, I just start imagining her dying and feeling (happy I guess). I know I shouldn’t even be thinking that, but I hate her so much, my brain just decide to please itself with her dying and suffering for everything she’s put me through. She always describes me as the devil even though she is. I don't know I guess imaging her going through pain and suffering is a beautiful painting to me. I know I seem like a psycho talking like this. But, I can’t talk to anyone about this, so yeah.


#hatred   #vent   #intrusivethoughts   #fakefriends  


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..



So, freshman year in high school I had my first boyfriend (I am female). We had dated before during the summer but it hadn't worked out. I never stopped having feelings for him, and I got some friends to talk him into asking me out. We were at one of my friends birthday parties, and she told him that he should date me. He laid on my chest while we played "never have I ever" and he was heavier than me, so I wasn't super comfortable but I loved being with him so I didn't say anything. After that we played truth or dare, and some friends dared us to play "seven minutes in heaven. We got to the closet and there was memory foam in it so it was very comfortable. That night we stayed in that closet for nearly two hours, simply laying with each other. He asked me out and I said yes. Shortly after he did, he kissed me and used tongue. We laid together for a bit longer and he started groping me. It felt nice, and he told me I have very nice boobs (32 D). After that we tried to fall asleep together, and he used my tit as a pillow. But the friends came in at about 2 or 3 am and told us we had to sleep in separate rooms. People thought we were fucking. A few days later there was a soccer game, it was raining and our friends encouraged us to go behind the school and make out. So we did, after talking for a while he kissed me. He groped my ass and tits. We both do cross country, so the following week on the bus home from a cross country meet (it was pretty late, and winter so it was dark) he put his hand on my leg and kept sliding it up until he was touching my vagina through my jeans. He also had his arm around me and was trying to grope me. I whispered to him that it probably wouldn't work because I was wearing jeans, and he stopped. I leaned on him and we stayed like that, his arm around me and my hand on his leg. I decided that I wanted to him to keep going, and his hand was on top of mine (the one on his leg) so I took that hand and put it near my breast. He didn't seem to get it so I put it right on it so that he would touch it. He groped it and used his hand to draw circles around my nipple. Then we started to approach our school so he stopped, and we got off the bus and parted ways. Flash forward to Thursday of that week. We had a cross country practice and after practice, I changed and we went in the back of the school, behind a shed. We started kissing, and he was groping my ass and tits. After a moment he started rubbing his hand on my pussy, through my pants. Then he slipped his hand down my pants, and started rubbing on it through my panties, but they had slipped to the side. He then moved them fully and rubbed around. Then he put his hand farther down, and slipped his finger into my vagina. His hands are bigger than mine so it hurt a bit when he first put it in, but then after I got used to it I started moving my hips against his movements. He didn't know what he was doing, so he kept taking his finger out and trying to rub my clit (which he didn't find). Then he would put it back in and just sort of jam it in and out. It wasn't too bad, probably because it was a brand new thing for me. While this was happening he tried to get his hand under my bra, and ended up just moving it to the side so he could feel my breasts without it in the way. He was gentle at first but then started getting a little rough. He stopped fingering me and lifted up my shirt, and then started kissing(maybe licking??) my chest, and massaging my breasts. He tried to unclip my bra, and I decided to do it for him. Then, he noticed the time and said he had to go. He hugged me once more, and left.

Later that night I told two of my closets friends, and I decided to talk to him because I did not like how quickly the relationship was moving. So, we started talking and I told him that. He said that he wasn't planning on doing that it had ended up doing it anyways. He started talking about how hard the relationship was and how he had gotten more stressed when it had started. Then I told him something about how much I had wanted our relationship to work, and he said that he wasn't as into it as me. I was crying at this point. He asked me what he did wrong while he was fingering me and I explained to him a bit of how he should've kept a steady rhythm and how he should've actually found my clit, and maybe went for my G spot. After that he told me that he wasn't happy with our relationship and that we werent similar, and that I was too quiet (I was quiet bc i was nervous around him) and stuff like that. He said that he was pushed into the relationship. He said that he felt that he should've never gotten into the relationship, and that hurt me a lot because I really, really liked him and wanted to spend more time with him, but not move so quickly. He had said that he had asked me out on impulse, and was only thinking of the physical things (basically wanted to use me). And that our relationship was stupid. Then I asked him what he was going to do (was he gonna break up with me or wait and see if it worked out.) He said " I don't think I can do this anymore". I was crying so hard at this point because I had wanted this relationship for so long, and it turned out that he didn't even care about me. Then he said "in any case, bye, see you tomorrow. This will work itself out." I later learned from a mutual friend that he had broken up with me. I certainly did not think that he did, because his texts were very misleading. I felt so hurt from that and hated him. But I couldn't really hate him because I still liked him. Every time I saw him it hurt me. Then when I asked him if he had actually broken up with me (because he was super unclear and I wanted to check with him) he said yes, and left me by saying "k". He was extremely rude, and took so much from me. If I had dated him longer and not boughten up the fact that we were moving too quickly, I probably would've lost my virginity to him.

I know this isn't exactly a blowjob story, but I am still pissed about that and wanted to tell someone.


#highschool   #fingering   #hatred   #breakup  


I have prayed every day for my best friend's wife to die. She has done horrible things to so many people, him included, and he justifies her behavior. He doesn't realize how she's been using him, and I've just hoped that something will happen to get rid of her. I know my prayer should be that they have a stronger marriage, but she doesn't deserve that, and I wish she would cease to exist.


#revenge   #hatred  


There is this man-child in my high school marching band by the name of Greg. He is the most gluttonous, laziest, most entitled piece of shit I've ever had the misfortune to meet. Once, when we went to a Marching Competition, he forgets his fucking instrument, the one thing you're not supposed to fucking forget when going to a competition. So instead of living with his shame and sitting out, he walks over to another band and demands that he have an instrument. It's not just his atrocious marching career, it's how he is in general. He claims that no girls like him when he acts like a fucking idiot and wonders why. It makes me sick. Why anyone would go near such a disgusting piece of filth is unbeknownst to me. The world is better off without such an arrogant, fat, entitled piece of lard.


#hatred   #anger  



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