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As a kid, I loved to call a taxi or order a pizza and tell them the address of one of my neighbours or of someone I don't like.
I messed with two of my roommates who can get the vaccine till they did. They are the Trump type. I’d talk about the deadly new strains. How it’s in our state. I’d get around them. Talk about how I’d been in a store by a guy who hacked on me & said he’d just been in London recently. I’d say they are cutting people’s hands off. Oh well. Not worth wearing a mask. Can wipe your butt with two hooks I guess. Makes eating and picking your nose hard. I used to know this guy...
They both went & got vaccinated.
Now if I could just become eligible before the Trump people give me the stuff.
Don’t think I’m mean. My female roommates laughed at me. They went to the beach & some parties. Came back all happy. I wore a respirator around them. They started getting sick. I locked my door. Stocked it real fast. And used my window to crap outside. They laughed. He’s crazy.
Well they went visiting. Soon two were hospitalized. Ones entire extended family had a break out. One now has to have oxygen & is permanently disabled. She was young. All sorts of bad stuff in her family.
So they were debating trying the beach again. I brought up the new deadlier strains. I said these are easier to catch & deadlier. They are now afraid to go shop once again. These are Biden lovers though.
What is it with people? You get sick to have fun. Come back. Mess up a bunch of your relatives. Then months later your thinking about going on another vacation to down to a beach where they now have deadlier strains?
They wear their masks. Till they drink. Then it’s roaming around beaches & parties with no mask.
I even got one of their teen sons worried this morning. They talked him back into school. I’d talked him into home school. He was all happy. But hasn’t been taking mask. I started talking about young people dying & all that from the new strains. He went in his room. Came out with a mask. I said have a good day at school. He looked worried as he left.
Sure. I’m messing with them. But am I being mean?
I'm an neurotic and difficult-to-handle person but somehow I managed it to get a boyfriend. I like him, a lot, but I'm such an insecure and broken person and that makes it difficult for me to show him how I truly feel. I really would like to tell him what bothers me and that he should treat me differently.
I have a tough past and this is demonstrated by fear of loss. As soon as he is not with me I am a total wreck and I feel jealous that he's spending time for example with his friends and has a great time, even without me.
I also would love if he integrated me more, so take me with him to his friends. But I'm just too insecure to tell him so.
And then I do stupid things just to hurt him, even if he doesn't find out about it. Just to make me feel better. Last week, I met with someone I know he doesn't want me to meet with while he was out meeting some friends.
I confess that I'm a jealous bitch without self-confidence.
I couldnt really find the right category but im 15 years old rn and so is my gf we have had sex once and had a few "play times" (great but) But she is almost constanly horny and she has told me some things like one time she called someone she barely knew to fuck cuz she was that horny (but she never did)
But my problem is here that we really have a deep connection, And i think that with her being so "Active" could lead to her cheating on me or even just needing more than what i can offer
This just worries me and sorry this is my first time on a confess site
i wish my partner would consider staying if i transitioned. nothing would change between us.
I confess that I hate my family. It's because of their tidiness, they don't have one. I showered some hours ago but first I had to remove the huge hair ball which was stuck in the waterpipe. Then I wanted to dry up but I had to find a clean towel first, one without sperm stains on it.
EVERYTHING in this shitty household is dirty, disgusting and gross! I hate it.
I lost the prettiest girl pretending to be a man younger than her and talking dirty to her through emails and allowing her to turn the real me into her sissy bitch while she flirts with the younger guy which she didnt know was me. When she did find out she dumped me and now has another guy and I am so depressed. I am fucking stupid.
I wear a mask inside. I rent a little corner of a house. All my roommates laugh at me. But I stay in my room & wear a mask when I leave it. My roommates went to beaches & bars before mandates closed them. They brought back covid to all their families. After they got covid a second time & spread it to their families they finally got a vax. But when the beaches & bars re-opened they went again. I got my booster. They got omni & spread it to their families.
I’m so tired of being alone, but I haven’t had covid. They used to have fun & talk to each other. They were conservative & mocked my liberal views. But now they are always mad at each other. They can’t stand the right now. They blame the right for their getting covid 3-4 times. Now they are wearing masks again & getting boosters.
They all seem to have long covid. Their voices are deep & shallow. They walk slow & stay tired. They don’t go do any activities now. They can’t taste food. They don’t seem to notice they stink now. They seem to have allergies now. They sneeze around their pets.
They have stomach issues. Forget things. Are overweight & out of shape. Talk out loud. Get mad over minor things. One not only talks out loud angrily, but seems to answer themself. And starts crying. None of them care about each other now. Long covid?
I’m very sick & old, but they are catching up fast. Sadly, a lot of the family & friends are doing worse than me now. Or passed. I don’t get it. Had everyone worn a homemade mask & social distanced, most would be better. Many still alive.
Well at least I don’t have to hear far right pols now. They finally realize that group doesn’t care about anyone. It was sad to see some who mocked social health care, and now they need it. They’d say people struggling to buy meds needed to get a job. Now they complain about one med costing them hundreds a month. When you suddenly need a bunch of meds; struggle to breath; & stay worn out, it stops being funny.
Their bosses won’t ease up. The costs of meds don’t go down. Now they get it. Its sad to hear those who used to mock mask wearers come home angry that no one will wear a mask. Yet when one seems to have covid, they lie & say its allergies. Then the rest get it. I warned them. They also all want pain meds now. I hate to say it, but they need mental help now. But the far right mocks that, & they used to lean that way. I wish they’d go get help & take some happy meds.
I wonder how much longer I can dodge getting it. Well so far I have. I tell myself I wear my masks so I’ll live longer for my kids. But I stay sad. I try to hold on. But covid has made life so lonely.
I cant believe i dropped out of university and ended up this broke with all the miseries that followed, i cant believe it
I'm praying for a global catastrophe. I've come to the conclusion that billions on this planet are nothing but wastes of humanity. I'm not some doomsday prepper or anything. In fact, if I knew for certain that the world was going to end, I'd just toss a lounge chair and a stocked cooler on my roof, and enjoy the last few days.
Too many fucking whiners exist on the planet. Too many P.C. fuckheads, too many useless wastes. If I, myself, had the ability to, I'd wipe out 98% of the world's population, just to cull the weak.
I'm a 17 year old female. I cut my self for years but little did anyone know. My family lacked to noticed and little did they know I needed and wanted help. 6-9th grade I spent my days crying in the bath tub slowly taking a razor to my thighs and my wrist. I would just look and watch the blood escape my body as tears fell onto my fresh cuts. My boyfriend didn't know neither did my friends... it took me 3 and a half years to find different ways to cope. I haven't touched a razor since then and I don't plan on it now. It's just so disappointing that not even my family or friends noticed...
Do you know who wants to be a millionaire?
A friend of mine was a candidate in this show and I was one of his telephone joker. And yes, I was called.
I knew the answer but I told him the wrong answer on purpose because I didn't want him to be richer than me.
I have sex with my other women I meet off of dating apps at my home while my girlfriend is at work.
She comes home and we have sex after my cock has been in another womens pussy and mouth.
One time I fucked a 22 year old female and told her I have to go to work so she would leave in time before my girlfriend came home. She left and my girlfriend came home, she started sucking my fat cock after it was in another womens twat (unprotected sex and I came in her pussy). All I was thinking was that she was sucking off the cum and pussy juice of another women I had just fucked an hour earlier.
It's so hot I know I have to stop but I can't. It turns me on to know that I fuck other women and then my girlfriend right after.
Probably just got Covid. I’ve tried my best not to. Pretty sure a roommate has it. He won’t stay in his room. Will just come out & walk near others.
I’ve done well & wore mask. But I got woke up. Stumbled to bath. Came out. There the idiot was. Right in front of me. Mask less & talking. I then realized I’d forgot my mask. I hurt myself helping a different person. Now I lost focus.
Well I guess I get to see if that vax works. Why are people so selfish? He heard me. He has someone to get all he needs. Yet he takes zero precautions.
And of course I’m stuck here to make sure o don’t have it. He & his woman claim he doesn’t have it. How do they know? Uuugggg. Stupid Covid.
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.
This probably the last place i wanted to say my mind. Im girl who is already 18 has no experience whatsoever its so shitty. I have lived in a strict household all through my life i have attended only girls private schools from elementary to high school which were all catholic. I was so happy to finally go to College then they gave me a gap year then when i finally go to college the Corona comes. Im the best definition of a virgin i Have never kissed a guy i still do not believe that still possible. I have many guys who are just friends even sneak out to go out but I come back a virgin. I dont even know whether im looking for a relationship or idk. Im open for any opinions...
When I was 15, I got asked to be in my cousin’s wedding—my first time as a bridesmaid. Our tea-length bridesmaid dresses had a low, scoop neckline that wasn’t especially revealing on the three older, smaller-chested bridesmaids who barely had any cleavage but, on me, it bared my rather big and blindingly white boobs to anyone who cared to look—which lots of guys did, and I could do nothing about. (Mom had bought me a pretty lace push-up bra and panty set for the occasion.)
The groomsman I was paired with to escort me down the church aisle was 30, big-muscled and really good looking. My boyfriend (16) and my parents were also at the wedding, but my groomsman kept checking me out anyway, especially my embarrassingly jiggly boobs, and it made me feel both self-conscious and kind of sexy.
After the reception dinner, my boyfriend (who didn't really know anyone) wanted to ditch the wedding stuff and use the hotel pool, but I was obligated to stay, where I danced and flirted with my muscly groomsman, pressing my rather exposed boobs against his chest during the slow dances and feeling his reaction as he got hard down there, grinding me a couple times. I got served champagne by waiters fooled by my boobs and bridesmaid attire into thinking I was 21, and ended up a little tipsy. My new friend amused himself by slipping cold ice cubes from his whiskey down my cleavage when no one was looking, then snuck me up the elevator to his room where we got naked and into his bed, ready to get to know each other better.
I thought we might have a quickie, but he took his sweet time with me. Pinned underneath him and probably half his weight, I wasn’t going anywhere, though I worried my absence at the reception would soon get noticed. He feasted on my boobs like he hadn’t just had dinner, then fucked me for well over an hour without using any protection. I had always made my boyfriend wear a condom, but had to admit it felt damned good and more intimate without that artificial barrier between us. His big-chested, broad-shouldered physique and all those rippling muscles were a refreshing change from my boyfriend’s slim build, and his reproductive equipment was a lot bigger and thicker, too. He went deep into me, filling me up, and I climaxed with him right away.
He kept going, and it was fun and intense and I got a few more orgasms out of the deal, and then he worked up to a strong, sweaty finish and finally came inside me just as I was coming, too. I felt him throbbing, then the weird, wild sensation of him shooting semen into me without a condom—it felt intimate—and I was glad I’d made him come, and that we came together. Sharing an orgasm with him made me feel like we were bonded, and we stayed in bed, kissing and squeezing each other. He got hard and wanted to fuck me again, but I feared I might already be in trouble, so I slipped my sweaty bod out from under him and gathered my dress and underthings and put myself back together, fighting him off all the while as he kept pulling me toward the bed.
Back in my dress and downstairs at the reception, I rejoined my mom and my aunt who, noticing my damp, messy hair and sweat-soaked boobs, asked if I was having a good time, figuring I must have been doing a lot of dancing. My timing was perfect as my boyfriend had just returned when the pool closed for the night. I felt naughty and kind of sexy knowing I had this guy’s sperm still swimming inside me, some of it leaking out and running down my thigh, though nobody noticed.
I worried a little that my boyfriend would somehow find out, and worried a whole lot more when I missed my next period, got a test and found myself pregnant. But I was a lucky girl and miscarried a few weeks later, and my parents and boyfriend never knew a thing! I never told anyone (until now), and still fondly remember my hookup with the hot groomsman on that wild wedding night seven years ago.
I know my wife is having an affair and I'm too cowardly, and afraid to lose her, to call her out on it and divorce her.
She is screwing her own cousin's husband.
I have come home early from work and walked in on them, without them knowing I was there, five times in the past three months.
I just got back from Ayia Napa in Cyprus. I was there for 2 weeks with my girlfriends after A-levels. I was a whore the whole time. I fucked a guy the first night I was there and the next night I fucked two more. I took part in one of those wet t-shirt competitions, stripped naked and pussy licked a girl, then got fucked by two guys in the club toilets. One day i fucked four different guys at different times. Another I went back to a place where 9 black guys fucked my white pussy and ass. I fucked at least one new guy every day. I think I fucked over forty guys in two weeks. When I am at home I'm such a nice girl. I have b/f and everything. But I wanted to go wild. I have to get tested because i had lots of bare back sex. I want to whore more. It was fun.
#sex #threesomes #moresomes #young #holidays
Ever since an anerism I get confused. I used to be smart; but now I realize I’m just a fool. During the pandemic I’ve tried to help people; but my ideas are mostly stupid.
It’s hard to accept the truth about myself. I’m a person no one ever actually wanted except one woman & my kids. She stopped wanting me. They just got stuck with me.
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