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I peed in the shampoo bottle of my boyfriend's mother because this stupid woman claimed me for stealing her money.
All of my friends vape so when one of my friends vape dies they convinced me to steal one for her and another one.so I stole 2 vapes and haven felt happy since… I’ve started not eating as much,and I’ve noticed that sometimes if I think about it too much I struggle to breath.I know that my mum is against stealing and I can’t even imagine the look on her face if she ever finds out about what I’ve done.I just couldn’t help it,in the moment my friends were hyping me up saying that my otter friend would get mad if I didn’t do it.and I wanted everyone happy
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.
I have this deeply ingrained impulse to steal things which people leave lying around. Usually it's only worthless shit but I need to have them. My apartment is full with this shit already. But I just love the look on the face of people when they noticed they can't find the fork they just used or the pen they just put on the table.
I have a big collection of all things. Some are categorized in who they belonged to, others in they usefulness.
For example, I steal a lot of things from my colleague who I share a desk at work with. I already have 13 spoons, 3 bowls, 27 bobby pins, 2 mugs, 4 bubble gums (already chewed), some stray hair, 5 deodorant, 1 pumpkin (was decoration for her desk), 46 pencils and one jacket in my possession.
I like to just touch the stuff and imagine what the other person might have used it for.
It's weird I know. I love it.
One time I asked someone for a pencil and didn't bring it back.😎
This something my mother did, and told about recently. When I was really young she worked in a very nice department store. Almost every week she would bring home really nice things. Pretty embroidered shirts for me, but most of it was for her. Beauty creams, and imported black underthings, beautiful hosiery and nighties. Perfumes. I thought she was using the discount store employees receive. Well one night we were talking on the phone and she told me ALL OF IT was lifted. She and two other employees would stay and close things out for the day and all 3 of them would pinch things. She said most people took a little something here and there, but she and her 2 buddies were notorious. And they never got caught!
My aunt is an alcoholic. She can't get anything right only if she's drunk.When she passed out from drinkin to much, I take her wallet and her credit card and buy me stuff.I confess that I am a stealing and lying nephew.
I’m current 18, my girlfriend is 19 & my girlfriends sister is 23. She’s so hot. My girlfriend is currently staying on her sisters properly in an RV. Recently my girlfriend, my girlfriends sister & her husband went to a concert that wouldn’t be over until 1-2am. I stayed home with the dog & I started to get horny so I decided to go over to my girlfriends sisters house, go through all of her panties, dirty & clean. I smelt them, I took photos of them, I came in one & I even took a couple home with me. Since my girlfriend lives with her mom still, nights later I did this same exact thing with her moms panties & it was just as fucking hot.
I am addicted to getting stuff. Buying it or stealing it. I need to collect everything that you can collect. I go to the city everyday to shoplift everything I can find or what I like. If I'm in a good mood, I'll spend all my money on stuff I don't need. I also use a lot of my friends to get free stuff or steal from them. I am a very organised collector. Nothing more, nothing less.
i stole seven dollars from my mom in change and i lied about it to her and now im vomiting my insides out, but i can't stop lying
i think god gave me a sickness
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