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I don't wanna me with my boyfriend anymore, he drives me crazy. Like he drinks his coffee, it's disgusting and annoying, I could go nuts! I don't think he is attractive anymore. Now he wants to marry me and I am not able to break up with him. Our parents are now starting to plan our wedding and I am freaking out. Actually, I'm in love in another man and I rejected him for my present boyfriend. I am such an idiot. This was the biggest mistake in my life and I don't know how I can end this. I'll have to leave my boyfriend at the altar, whether I like it or not.
#marriage #wedding #boyfriend #frustrating #love #altar #confession
I am 14, I have a fairly flat chest and a bubble butt, and constantly get teased about it. One day, walking home from school, (my parents were out of town at the time, with a baby sitter watching me) I took a right to a shortcut in a wooded area, hoping it was quicker. I hadn't realized there were a group of girls (all older than me, bigger and more developed, too) had been waiting for me there, with a small gathering of other students of various ages (some younger, some similar ages to the girls and i) waiting to see what the girls would deem "my punishment." Two girls jumped out and grabbed me, one on each arm, and stripped off my backpack. "Welcome!" Another had said. "Today you will be punished!" "You're always such a posh bitch, pushing people around, flaunting your bubble butt, we decided to teach you a lesson!" She announced, with cheering and clapping from the crowd. I'd been wearing a school uniform white blouse, with a long navy blue skirt, pleated and high waisted. I wore black Mary Jane shoes and white tights with high waisted cotton granny panties with "diva" written all over them. Immediately, I was pinned down onto the forest floor on my back, and felt a tug on my skirt. "No!" I yelled, squirming. "Oh, would you rather do it yourself? Strip your little skirt and leggings off, you can keep the shoes if you want." One girl explained, taking out a camcorder and filming me, another girl ready to take pictures. I relented, "Fine." Thinking that was all I'd have to strip off. The two girls holding me down released me, glancing at me with a warning look not to run. I stood up, with the crowd lookin at me with anticipation. I began to unzip the side of my skirt, slipping out of it and handing it over to a waiting hand. Blushing tremendously, I stepped out of my shoes and hesitated with the edge of my leggings. "Do they HAVE to come off?" I asked. "Yep, now hurry, show us your panties." The girl responded. Finally, I pulled them off, stepping out of those as well, humiliated with my diva panties on show, bunched up around my hips. I pulled them all the way up in order to cover myself more, the waistband going halfway up my back and almost to the edge of my small breasts. Everyone was watching, laughing and snapping pictures. I was ordered to put my hand on my head and twirl around, showing off my panties. "Now take off your blouse for us, you'll do it or these pictures will be everywhere." The lead girl warned. Slowly, i unbuttoned my blouse and took that off as well. "And the bra! We know you barely have breasts anyway." I unclasped my bra from behind and let it drop, allowing it to be taken with the rest of my clothes. Again I was made to twirl around for everyone to see the high waisted panties. I was allowed to keep my shoes still. I only had my undies and shoes left. "Think those undies could go any higher, diva?" A girl had asked. "No, I don't think so..." I replied, confused. Suddenly, I was pinned to the floor face-first, with girls holding my arms above me, spread apart, and my legs spread apart too. "These are snug on your butt, huh?" The lead girl teased, playing with the waistband, groping my ass to further humiliate me. Then she pulled the waistband up, giving me a wedgie and exposing my bubble butt to the chilly wind. She gave two small tugs, then pulled up my underwear a bit more all around, so they weren't bunched up. She gave my butt a playful smack and allowed me to get up. "Don't pick your underwear." Then she took more pictures, directing me to hold my waistband up, so it would look like I gave myself the wedgie, taking more pictures. "You're free to go now." "Can I have my stuff back?" "No, you ungrateful brat. And don't pick your wedgie! I wanna see you walk home with your ads hanging out. You have undies and shoes, you can walk home." "No, please! Don't make me walk home like this!!" "Would you rather do it naked?" She offered. I sighed, "No..." "And we'll be right behind you! So don't think you can cover yourself and pick your wedgie!" "Wait, one more thing before you go! Say you love being in a wedgie and wear only undies and shoes! And smile for the camera!" "I love wedgies and wearing embarrassing undies and shoes, it's my favorite outfit." I said, begrudgingly. I ended up having cars honk and people come up to me to take pictures, slap my ass, or hoot as I passed by on my way home. I made it home, where my babysitter laughed at me and forced me to stay in my undies and only allowed me to wear undies and shoes for the rest of the time my parents were gone, following the girl's instructions given to them. They laughed at my humiliation and gave me wedgies too.
#wedgies #wedgie #embarrassing #humiliating #embarrassment #humiliation #diva #panties #undies
I worked with this guy and he opened up about sexual things he’s done and the last thing he told me has me feeling weird. For context he’s in his 40s, 6’4’ probably 250. Big guy. He said he met a girl on a dating app. She was barely 18, super cute, and a virgin with no experience. A good girl. She was desperate to do something sexual before graduating high school because her friends pressured her and made fun that she was a goody goody. He convinced her to meet with him. He practically forced drugs in her face, and then used her. She never even drank before and he had her high on some serious drugs. Then he used her in every way he could. He was so detailed on how he choked her to sleep and would fuck her twitching body. Then she stayed at his house for two days before he was bored and let her leave. He said she left and barely made it home. She got in a lot of trouble at home and he forced her to lie about where she was. He said he tried to get her to meet him again but she wrote him a long paragraph about how scared she was and how she will have nightmares of him forcing her to do nasty things to him. He laughed while telling me this. Then she luckily blocked him. I felt grossed out and bad for this poor girl. He described how she felt and how nervous and small she was. I hope she’s ok and for him I just can’t imagine being like that. So weird and kinda freaked me out. After he told me we just have small talk. I like a good sex story but that one was so weird and has me feeling odd.
I called the cops and told them that my mom hides drugs under her bed. I put some weed under her pillow and waited. They arrested her and now I am able to throw a big big party!
I used to have a dream, I used to know what I wanted from life, it was everything I could ask.
Of course i never could reach it and I know I never will. So here I am, almost six years after realizing that, still weeping about it.
I thought that after fully understanding how impossible it is I would've given up, but I can't. I don't have anything else to strive for, every day is meaningless and I see nothing worth living for in my future.
I hate my job, I can't even run away from suicidal thoughts anymore. I was told I'd stop caring eventually, I'd accept my situation and the pain will be numb.
Why isn't it happening?
I am too weak to face a life where I'm not what I wanted to be, and I know this is just me being childish and unreasonable.
I believed in that dream, I based the whole vision of my life on that, now I'm empty.
I just wished I could simply die from an unavoidable cause, or give up completely on that stupid impossible dream and accept a meaningless life. But I can't.
I don't have the strength to give up or kill myself and I hate my weak self, I hate myself more than anything else in this world. But I can't change, I couldn't in these years and it's already too late to accomplish anything.
Why can't I be normal and be fine with a random job? Why do I have to ask myself the reason I'm living for constantly and never find a convincing answer?
I wished I didn't waste my life following a chimera, now I'm left with nothing to rebuild myself on. No titles, no papers for my studies and I can't do nothing well enough to make a living out of it. I'm not even suited for my current job and I fear I'm gonna lose it soon.
The more i go ahead in life the scarier it gets, I don't want to live another five years like this, let alone sixty or more. Yet there is no other way and I know it, so why is it that I keep suffering like this?
I guess I just had to be born an idiot, I'm not meant to live. I am not strong enough to make it in society and this is the natural selection telling me I'm broken, thus I am to be discarded.
This whole vent never got anywhere, and I guess it might irritate some people, so I'll stop it here. I wonder when was it that I took a stray path, maybe it was when I started to dream in the first place.
Or more probably I was wrong from the start. The early adulthood should be the prime of one's life, I've been wanting to die since I was twelve and my prime time is almost over. I guess I was supposed to start enjoying life somewhere along the line but I only did for a bit less than a year. Other that that it was just a free fall into darkness.
I'd like to say I'm at my limit but I know myself better than that. My limit is still far away and so is the ending of my suffering.
i feel sad and morbid. and every man and option and direction I go no matter if the guy is white , nice and kind I pick up filo sport symbol. I have got a few filo sports wear clothings. is this normal?
I am a straight 16 yo virgin with a boyfriend. I live at home, do school, and p/t work. So I am busy. It's not easy to masturbate, but I do enjoy playing with myself before sleep. I don't think I've had the Big O yet. But my arousals intesifies when I read. Some confessions are so juicy, I return for more. I have thought of kissing my best friend but it's only a fantasy. I read some say it's natural for a girl to kiss a girl once but not in my world. Maybe a kiss would go on to the big O. it makes me really wet, my heart beats up, my thoughts go rampant, and it's so hard to keep quiet, but I must. I am confused as to why I get like this when I am super horny. In a normal state of mind I don't have sexual thoughts of my friend.
#straight #curious #horny #wet #virgin #confused #boyfriend #busy
I have an interest to go online and look at pictures of dead people. Then I like to laugh at them. The dead bodies dont disterb me, even when their organs or blood is exposed. I'm not sorry holocaust victims and dead people but I guess I should be...
I am on a diet right now and I really try to get this to work.
But yesterday I couldn't hold my hunger anymore. I ate all the unhealthy stuff I tried to avoid in a month.
Now I have constipation because my stomach isn't used to this kind of food anymore.
I have 4 cats for 2 years now. One tomcat and 3 cats. Tommy, my tomcat (hahaha.. coincidence) has the habit to pee in every corner of the house and it drives me crazy. And some days ago, he brought it to the top. He peed on me, while I was lying on the couch!
I was so angry with him that I caught him and locked him in the shower... where I pissed on him...
Now I'm so sorry but I was so angry to that time and I wanted revenge.
There is this woman I know around in my town in Australia who is a a real geeky sort (like me), and who is a bit weird and aspie (unfortunately, also like me) - turns out, she is transgender.
I was born a guy BTW, and aside from this woman who basically used me for money and another who just, well, she was a fucking nutter herself (more than me, which is rare), I'm so insanely jealous of this transwoman that, to the point, I want to do the transition myself. Gamer girls get a lot more sex (from both men and women) than gamer guys, and I can tell you, I would just love the attention. Hell, I plan to work in porn if I have to. There are some sick bastards out there and I would just love to be the centre of attention, but in a way that, to me, is beautiful. (I know other people won't agree but I don't care).
Though I'll still be the same geeky person I always have been. Heck, wonder if I am in fact transgendered and my encounter with this person just triggered those feelings within me, or - hell if I know. Still, I do like the idea of being a transgender female, though I can't imagine the discrimination and loss of "male privilege" as the SJW crowd call it being too much fun. I just want to get rid of my disgusting male self but I really don't want to do myself in if I can help it. Maybe becoming a woman would help me restart my life. Yeah, I'm basically a whore in my mentality. So what? No-one has any right to judge me.
I am 16 and know what I like. I am not a full blown exhibitionist. I just like to tease weather it be a stranger, my uncle, my stepdad, or even my neighbor. The urge increases as I get older and my moves get bolder. And when I have exposed myself, I get wet and horny. I want to remain a virgin till I am 18, but the urges get stronger and the masturbation is more frequent. I have even thought about being a porn star. I am worried what I will be like in 10 years from now.
I recently wrote on here about my wife giving me a wedgie and me wanting more but not knowing how to ask for them. Yesterday I finally just asked and I wish I would’ve sooner! She gave me so many wedgies, I loved it and she was having so much fun! We’re both kinda new to this so any wedgie dares are welcome! Or special types of wedgies :) leave a comment
As long as I can remember I piss in the shower. Many years ago, in late 1995, I went to Rome with my class, we were around 14 or 15 years old.
The problem was, there were only shared showers, I can't remember why. We all decided to leave our underwear on, I guess because we felt ashamed or something, I can't remember.
As soon as I am in the shower, I start pissing. The same happened back then in Rome. Of course, everyone noticed. I told them it was just dirt but I don't know if they believed me.
Kinda ashamed here so I use tampons frequently even off my period... Anyway I love to smell them when I pull them out idk what it is the smell makes me feel good
I don't know if stephanie is just playing games on me. she wants me to be jealous or something. her husband Michael there and her kids. and I am not. none of it makes any sense.
I started to wonder if it was paul? I don't know who it is. I wish I could see them to know more. sometimes I go out and look around but don't see anything.
should I call police? she tried to make me look like a pedo and I am not. why?
she seems to be working sometimes and driving around and the pool company and not having much struggles if you ask me. so why would they want my help?
is it just a game? can I trust her or will she just a complete bitch to me like donna and like all the bitches around here
its like I hate myself for caring and falling for their traps cuz I care about others.
she is boring. unattractive and brainless but gets the men and acts sexually stupid. i don't understand it. dumb cunted slut she is anyway.
and if it was my cousin yeh I would be worried about him.
Yesterday I broke into a house and stole money. I want to buy my girlfriend some jewelry.... she deserves it.
But the money isn't enough I need to get more... She's so beautiful and she need beautiful jewelry to make her even more beautiful.
I love her so much, I would do anything for her.
#money #stolen #jewelry #girlfriend
I'd like to confess that I know I have a nice and trim figure but I still feel the urge to loose weight.
Stupid society!
I save money by re-using toilet paper coffee filters and underwear. I wear this underwear for two weeks now, it's still clean enough, why bothering?
10 years ago and exactly one week before my wedding, I won a great sum of money in the lottery.
I would like to confess that I have not told anyone about the prize.. not my parents, not my friends and not my wife... So, my wife has no idea that we both could quit our jobs and live a comfortable life for the rest of our lives.
But I will not tell her because I am certain that the money would change her.
#money #lottery #rich #veryrich #filthyrich #win #prize #wife #wedding #secret #parents
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