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what I learnt from seeing a spiritual healer is that I always felt bad for dreams I had and any sexual thoughts or activities I did as a kid. Anyway, one nightmare stuck in my head as a teen (well a few did really) some of my dreams were very gruesome and ugly violent or very picture slide where it flashed past and the picture made the mood over a word. A lot of metaphors and word punts as well.
I asked someone about the dreams of princess diana that I would have at different times and one really captured her control over the world and I think that is what ultimately led to her demise as a human and her life so young to die. Because she was a dormant sexual image and a powerful feminine and a sign of virginal and power and elitism most people never obtain as well as a paradox of insecurities and weaknesses.
For me as a teen girl I felt I loved her as much as when I was a child but as a teen began to wonder why I loved her. Should she deserve that love as I didn't know her and she appeared to me to be a woman of selfish ends being totally spoilt for choice and I was completely the opposite. I didn't hate her but I grew to dislike women like her more and more as I found them a threat to me being able to be sexually valuable and relevant for work and love and income. It all felt so unfair. I seen so many black people making cultural improvements and I was not personally, I only ever benefited as a side step from some one else in the family and I was never allowed to be a provider or achiever or image to look up to. I was the loser teen to loser adult with no talents and no qualities to shape as I got more mature it would appear in the eyes of others but not in myself, I didn't see myself as others saw me. I guess I never will one way or another. I just wish they could live the life "my life was the complete message of the song by whitney whatever who died, "didn't we almost have it all" but we never did and we were fooling ourselves to think we would !!! I wish others knew this feeling of half getting their to be slammed down and pushed to unemployment and no love and questing why is life so shitty and gee god has to be the biggest retard ever !!! cuz he has no idea of what the heck he is doing and it all makes no sense and there is no happiness to be had in life.
how about you find out how it feels to be invited by the special girl and your prettier but everyone still likes all the others but you. your the one helping others weddings and parties and doing all the nice things and no one thinks of you. you are all alone and left alone when you have given too much of yourself and no one is worrying about your feelings tonight or caring for you at all because you didn't add enough detail to the picture or story. you didn't add some disclaimer or you didn't say what the others wanted to hear.
I still think diana died because the queen got sick of playing second fiddle to diana and she was jealous of her being so loved. The queen has killed a lot of nice women in her time. And what she didn't kill the male royals did out of as much jealous and needing the power.
My spiritual healer told me that my dream was an expression of diana's over dominance on all our minds and the world and that is what actually killed her needing to be in ever magazine and too loved for her own good. It showed her dark side she didn't want others to see and maybe there were fragments of me in whatever I saw in her reflecting at me as well of who I idolised and who I wanted to be like as a teen and adult and needing someone to look up to as the hero and princess bride like barbie image. She told me this was all normal and our dreams are often metaphoric and not always factual or literal. and I didn't kill her or harm her and I had nothing to feel bad about at all.
A 13 year old girl made me strip nude and masturbate in front of her!
I knew as soon as I saw her beautiful blonde haired blue eyed face approaching that she was coming to watch me masturbate and cum. She said, " Remember you said that you would show me your dick? Can I see it now?" So I stripped nude and my dick was hard already! Then she asked me, " Can I watch you Masturbate?" So I started to masturbate and she stood in front of me watching. She was so gorgeous and sweet, she really let me take my time masturbating. I knew that she wanted to watch me cum and that she would stand there looking at me while I was masturbating for as long as it took for me to cum, so I took my time. My prick was so big and hard, I occasionally let go of it so that she could actually see it throbbing. I wanted her to know how much I loved masturbating in front of her so I looked at her and smiled while I was masturbating in front of her. Then I started cumming, I just couldn’t hold back any longer. When I came she saw my cum squirt out 5 or 6 feet several times and she stood right there watching until I completely finished cumming. As I was cleaning up my cum she smiled and said "Thanks" and then walked away. She then told all her girlfriends what I did. -Glenn Willis
I really, really, REALLY want to commit arson. I love fire, and the feeling of setting not just papers or my curtains but an entire HOUSE on fire excites me to no end. I've done research, I know how I could do it. I guess I have a problem
I would like to confess that I committed many crimes and only about 10 of them were ever discovered.
In conclusion I learnt one valuable thing. If you are hard-working and smart about it, you can make a ton of money illegally.
I'm a minor and I send nudes to adults saying I'm 19 because it's the only way I can make myself feel beautiful
I haven't been working for 2 weeks now because I am on sick leave.
Actually I just want to watch the world cup, I haven't missed a game since it started. My boss thinks I am seriously ill. That was worth it!
#lie #sick #leave #ill #world #cup #game #soccer #confession
My dog is dying and I think I am going to end his suffering. He is an old but very good boy and his body is full with cancer. I just can not see him like this. He does not eat much. He does not drink much. I informed myself about the most humane way to put him to sleep. I bought special kind of sleeping pills. And I am going to put that into his water or his food (I am not sure about this one yet) tonight.
I am devastated but I think it is for the best.
My husband and I were in bed talking about our pasts. He told me all his girl friends and his first wife had cheated on him. He told me everything, I listened, asked about what they did and how he felt. I noticed how his breathing increased. I hugged him to feel better. I noticed he was hard, like really hard. I touched him, wrapping my fingers around him. I looked deep into his eyes and suddenly I realized something important and asked, “Do you want me to be like them and cheat too?” -FHwife
#cuckold #cheating #willing #confession #lust #temptation #discovery #hotpast #girlfriends
i used to like acting slutty for one of my ex bf, he used to tell me to dress slutty or sometimes at night when everyone was sleeping at my place we would have phone on the sex and would order me to go to the lounge room naked and masturbated. i would be doggy style rubbing and fingering myself, my ass facing the door. he loved it when i orgasm and moaned loud, which i did cause it excited me because of the thrill of getting caught or watched without knowing from my parents or brothers. i was so bad and slutty but i loved it. i missed these times.
#phonesex #ex #thrill #masturbation
So basically I secretly want to be a bimbo... I never realized this really until I was experimenting with makeup and tried to give myself fuller lips. The effect of it made me, at least to myself, look like a bimbo with big fat fake lips. I loved it all the sudden I immediately got so horny looking at myself looking like a silly bimbo and now it's all that I think of. I do those big bimbo lips and take slutty pictures and will chat with people online acting like a total airhead silly happy bimbo. And now that's all I want to be and it feels so wrong like I'm only 18 what would my family think. I know this confession probably sounds totally ridiculous but there it is:)
My wife had a company party and the motto was quiz show. There was even a quiz like the one "Who wants to be a millionaire?" and they even had telephone jokers. If she would have won, she would have gotten a week off and 500 pounds extra cash.
I was her telephone joker and she called me on the last question, if she would have known that, she would have won.
I told her the wrong answer because I don't want her to be at home that much.
She's annoying from time to time.
I buy the christmas presents for my family on the December 24. Mostly I buy them on the filling station.
Sometimes I want to go kill my girlfriends family because they annoy the hell out of me and I think up different ways I would kill them
#kill
I stayed with my BFF and her family in a lake cabin one summer when I was 14. Most days we would go fishing with her dad. My friend and I were competeing for best tan so we probably lied on the bow more than fish. She would move her suit inward, so I'd follow. We didn't want any tan lines. Bolder with time we went topless. Her dad fished and acted as though everything was normal. So we ended up taking it further by sunbathing completely nude. I still recall the thrill of being naked and observed. That was the start to being an exhibitionist. I returned to school braless until my parents realized. I fought with my mom for months until she gave in. Dad stayed out of it and enjoyed my new look. So ten years later I have rarely worn a bra or panties and flash a victim of choice at every opportunity. The more excited they act, the more I get turned on. I love to get nasty too.
I'm a 21 year old gay male. Decent looking.
Anyway this starts all the way back in elementary school, I always felt different. I was the odd kid out and often picked on but if you were to look at me there would be no obvious reason. I was clean, looked normal but I was always off, this is when the horrible pattern started. I had met this kid, let's call him Cody, anyway we hit it off at first when school started because he was the new kid and I was a loner and we bonded over just running around at recess because neither of us liked sports (or ever were invited to play) and the swing set. As the year went on I thought everything was fine and normal, his mom even started volunteering at the school to serve snacks for the students which had given me a chance to meet his mom which I thought was great until i got pulled into the office one day. I was told that I was being suspended for harassing another student, it turns out Jake was deeply afraid of me and my vivid imagination, so afraid that he had pretended to be my friend so he wouldn't get hurt. His mom volunteered at the school to even keep an eye on me so she can see for herself what was going on. That's when I really knew something was wrong with me and what sickens me is that this exact same pattern of me finding one person and developing a dangerous fixation on them, my intent is never to harm them but I do... never physically but I'm so insecure in everything about myself. I need to pick a fight with them just to know that they care enough to argue back. I make up a sad story or suicide attempt to see how much they love me. I constantly push these boundaries to test how much they will take and if they will hurl me out of their lives too. This pattern has slowed down but not in a healthy way, ive now turned to opiates to give me that feeling of euphoria I would get when someone would say something nice to me or give me a hug. I'm up to about 160-200 mg of oxycodone use a day which I guess is enough to kill someone without a tollerance and everyday I wish I wouldn't wake up from my nod. When this isn't enough I turn to casual sex on grindr just so I can still feel sexy and desired, I never use condoms because I hope I get HIV, that'll kill me in a few years if I don't treat it hopefully. Oh I should also mention that the only person that ever loved me unconditionally no matter how bad I got died of cancer when I was 19, the same time my "fiancé" left me. He was actually pretty good at dealing with my crazy, he knew how to work around it but after losing my mom I got really bad. Wanna know what's funny? I have a high paying job! I'm really smart and manipulative so I was able to cheat a resume and land a 30$ an hour job, I just pretended I knew what was going on lol I've even bought a car recently. I have this random peaks of energy and sanity I think where I set a goal and then I work hard to acheieve it, all while hiding a drug addiction. This isn't easy to do but any addict can tell you that they'll figure something out to push them through the day. As you can see this is so haphazardly written because this is how my brain works, I'm never on a single path and do you want to know the sickest thing that torments me the most in my life? I love. I love so hard. I love everyone and everything. All I want to do is love each and every person on this earth and i know that I have enough compassion in my heart to go around to each one of you but with my deadly desire to be desired like that in return all I do is hurt anyone who crosses my path. I've stopped now. I even got on methadone to start saving up a chunk of money for my family and entered the methadone clinic who dose me every morning before work, then I go to my office, milk the fuck out of the clock, go home, pop some xanax or whatever drug I can get my hands on because I have stockpiled fake pee for the UA's and pass the fuck out. On my days off it's just a blur of some type of intoxication. The beauty of this is, I'm no longer harming anyone, I tell my family I'm just dedicated to my career and they believe me because they see the new diesel (used 2011) Ford Dually I bought. I'm not in emotional pain for the lack of not having human interactions. My account is growing slowly but since I don't pay rent I can put almost half my monthly income into savings. I've written a list of the names of all the people I've hurt and for each name is a letter telling them everything that's beautiful about them. In 6 more months (if my body can hold up to my downers at night and daytime stimulants) I'll leave on a positive note with my dads debt paid off and my brother a newer truck which he should be able to make the payments on with the way I got the loan set up. Fuck you guys I'm so sorry I've failed you all. I was supposed to be the one to take every tear and change it for you... there has never been a time when my compassion didn't bring joy to someone's face, in fact that's the only thing that's kept me here this long. Kill me if you want and can find out who posted this, it would help. Today is January 7th.. late July and the toxic creature that has infected our existence as a species will enter the void of nothingness. Damnit, I was supposed to be something so beneficial. Anyway, bye babes. You have my love - mine is not to reason why, yours is not to make reply for I am to do and die.
#insanity #death #suicide #fear #addiction #abandonment #loss
I go out playing Pokémon GO with my dad and his friends. Hoping, one of his friends will notice me. He’s married with two children. I feel so bad, but I just want him. I’m disgusting, I know. I won’t do anything, but deep down I want something to happen.
I work in a filling station at the drive-through checkout. Some days ago an older guy around 60 or something drove by and wanted to pay with his credit card. He talked to himself all the time, he was really a creepy hell of a guy and really really unfriendly. When I told him to wait a moment he insulted me and said that I was an incompetent loser.
He then gave me his credit card, I put it in the card reader and told him to enter his PIN. He started talking while typing as accidentally told me his code. I gave him the receipt and he drove off showing his middle finger.
But he forgot his credit card.
I drove to the mall the same day and went shopping like I had never shopped in my like.
Thank you Mr. **** for your kind gift!
#filling #station #drive #checkout #credit #card #shopping #money #unfriendly #confession
Every time my sister is bitchy or annoying, I spit on her pillow.
It satisfies me to know that she sleeps on that pillow without knowing anything.
Me and my family was trying to have lunch at McDonald's until a man wearing a straw hat, overalls, and bare feet went inside McDonald's and he was holding a Banjo too and as McDonald's Employees tried to let the man know about the Dress Code Policy, he stands on top of the counter playing his banjo and singing Old MacDonald to the annoyance of everybody inside the restaurant. Then after he started shouting EIEIO the Employees began yelling at him to stop and to leave the restaurant and then the Hillbilly Farted right in the McDonald's Worker's Face and then he makes a dash towards the restroom and yes he went inside the restroom barefoot, now that is just nasty walking barefoot inside of a public restroom in a place where people eat, that just nearly made me lose my lunch.
Then about 20 minutes later the Hillbilly leaves the restroom wearing only a pair of underwear with turd stains skidmarked on his underwear. He then laid his banjo on my table and then picked up his foot and he actually started to smell his goddamn feet in the restaurant while other patrons were trying to eat as I could hear everybody groaning in disgust and wondering if this man needs to be put in the funny farm because if you are smelling your feet in a restaurant than you should be given a one way trip to the Funny Farm. Then the Hillbilly snatched my sandwich off of my table and placed his foot inside of my sandwich, and then sucked his fucking toes on my fucking sandwich. I was so pissed off I took the inbred's banjo and whacked him upside the head with his banjo as McDonald's Workers began to drag this half naked hillbilly out of McDonald's as everybody applauded me for taking care of this whackjob while everybody outside pointed and laughed at this inbred hick for his rude and disruptive antics as they hauled his ass off to the funny farm.
While we were at a conference for my husbands company I found myself alone with his boss, a handsome black man, and he started flirting with me. I played along and he kissed me and started feeling my butt. I guess I was in a trance and showed no resistance. We didn't have long, so he pushed me down to my knees, unzipped, and pulled out a huge black dick and directed it towards my mouth. I immediately opened to accept its large head, and he started fucking my mouth like I was his personal slut or something. Truth be told, I not only showed no resistance. I would have probably done what ever he wanted. He started talking to me, encouraging me to suck him, and made the statement that he bet I had never had a dick like that before. Boy was he right. He held on to my head and I could feel him tensing up, so I knew what was coming; he unloaded a huge load of cum right down my throat. I swallowed every drop, then he helped me to my feet, zipped up and we made our way back to the gathering. On the way back I asked him to look at me and make sure I didn't have any cum on my face or blouse. I didn't , so we made our way back. When I saw my husband I walked over and gave him a kiss and a smile. I then looked over, and his boss was watching me from across the room. He smiled, and held up his glass as to toast me from across the room. I returned the smile, and toasted him as well.
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