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eatk8f

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https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eatk8f/i_was_sexually_abused_by_my_landlord/

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I was sexually abused by my landlord.

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eatj7l

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https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eatj7l/i_regularly_beat_up_high_school_students_at_a/

self.confessions

I'm 33, I've been doing Muay Thai for 20 years now. I like it, a lot. I love the physical and mental discipline it provides, and the awareness of your body it gives you. If you want to understand your body and how to use it, get into martial arts, Jiu Jitsu especially. I've been through a lot of phases in martial arts, I'm perpetually a student but I've gotten far enough I've been a teacher, too. I'm not teaching at my current gym, just getting better, and I fucking love that my lifestyle allows me to go in for the 4PM classes, because that's when the high school kids are there. 15-17 year olds who think they're hot shit and can take the dude who's twice their age, who started throwing before they were born. Bring that bravado right to me. I'll put it in it's place. When it's time to spar, whoever I'm paired up with, I throw as hard as they do. High school kids don't spar, they fight. They don't have the experience to fight well. You wanna throw hard with someone who has 20 years under their belt compared to your eight months? Oh please do. I beat the shit out of them and I love it. I love watching them get mad as I throw another jab into their headgear, I love giving them welts all over their legs with low kicks. I love making them sweat and feel ragged. I love it. I could say it's because it helps them get better, or because people did the same to me and it made me better. They did. It did help me get better. I remember thinking I was hot shit when I was younger, and throwing with Dave. Dave beat the shit out of me, and every time he did, I'd ask him, how did you beat the shit out of me so well? He'd answer. Despite that, I get why Dave always enjoyed sparring with me, because he knew he could beat the shit out of me. It feels good to put someone in their place, it feels even better when they ask you how you did it! I will always help a student. I answer the kids who ask me how I was able to dodge everything, but if you don't, come back tomorrow and I'll duck everything you throw again and give you another baseball sized welt on your other leg. I fucking love beating the shit out of egotistical kids in an environment where it's okay. I also really enjoy helping out the kids who are interested in getting better! Are there like laws that should prevent this shit in a martial arts gym? I dunno. But I have fun either way!

I regularly beat up high school students at a martial arts gym and I love it.

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eati2y

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eati2y/my_husband_wants_a_baby/

self.confessions

My husband told me recently that he wants us to have a baby. I want to have kids with him because it’d be like parts of us permanently intertwined. At the same time I’m terrified of giving birth. I’m scared the epidural won’t work properly( my family has a history of this) and I know I can’t handle the pain otherwise. I kind of wish a twilight birth was an option where they could just put me out completely to get the baby out. The thing is I don’t think they (whoever my doctor will be)will let me opt for that and I worry because it’s known to make bonding with the baby difficult. Could use words of encouragement and or advice.

My husband wants a baby

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eat4vt

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eat4vt/i_airdropped_people_furry_porn_at_a_high_school/

self.confessions

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I airdropped people furry porn at a high school football game

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eat01z

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eat01z/i_let_an_older_woman_kiss_me_and_rub_my_thigh/

self.confessions

Me (15M) and my brother (18M) went camping last weekend. There were a lot of people at the camping site and they were all partying and getting really drunk. My brother joined them and I just sat there on my phone. So a lady who is probably like 25 or so comes up to me. She is very drunk obviously and she starts flirting with me. I have never had sex yet so I get a boner immediately. Then she starts kissing my neck and then my lips. And then she put her hand on my thigh and started rubbing it and touching my hard crotch area. It was really hot and I wanted to have sex with her but she must have got bored or something because she left to go drink some more.

I let an older woman kiss me and rub my thigh

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easvmd

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easvmd/my_life_hasnt_turned_out_the_way_i_wanted_it/

self.confessions

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My life hasn’t turned out the way I wanted it

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easptk

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easptk/lied_a_shitton_in_my_adolescence_and_had_a_lot_of/

self.confessions

When I look back on my adolescence, sometimes I think I was just being a dumb teenage girl, and other times I think I was nuts and probably had borderline personality disorder. I would say I'm writing this to clear my conscience, but if anything writing this and remembering all of it just reminds me that I'm a shit person and got what I deserved. Anyway, it's lengthy and probably has unnecessary details, and I hardly expect anyone to bother to sift through all of it. It's perhaps for my sake of airing out damn filthy laundry. In elementary school, I was a shy kid, and I would write letters to my relatives that I wished they attended my school so I could play with them. During class and at recess, I was alone and would fantasize about the cartoons I watched and daydream elaborate fantasies about being friends with the cartoon characters. Basically, I was a loner to the point that the teacher, who found said letters, introduced me to three girls in my class so we could befriend each other. We did, and I became especially close to friend F. There was another girl in our grade who everyone bullied. A new girl came into our classroom once and moved away again not long after because everyone bullied her for being friends with the designated punching bag, spreading rumors about how people saw them kissing and whatnot. I was once angry at my group of friends for an unrelated thing and played with those two girls, and though I learned they were really kind girls in unfortunate circumstances, I didn't play with them again after I got the attention I wanted. Although I never called her names like the others and mainly maintained polite but distant interactions with her, I wasn't a good person either. When an immigrant girl became the new student of our class, I was told to translate things for her and be her friend. 9-10 year old me became sick of this role, found her various habits disgusting - and then I told my friend group we should ditch her with the bullied girl and run away. We did just that, laughing as we dashed away. My friends praised me for it because she was so annoying, and I felt really happy about it. In middle school, the bullied girl moved away. At 11-12, I hadn't gotten over that high, and I found her Facebook. I used my older brother's Facebook account that he didn't use to add her and I pretended that he attended her elementary school and had the same second grade teacher as her, and I pretended to be her friend. I said things like, "I bet you were popular", to which she said, "No not really... haha" and the like. I told my friends, including F, that a friend of mine from church goes to the bullied girl's new middle school and that the bullied girl tells her new classmates at her school that she was so popular and that she had other girls in love with her and kiss her every day and that there was a girl named F who wanted to be her friend so badly. Cue the chorus of disgusted reactions and that I should have "cussed her out". F, fed by my lies, and I harassed the girl on Facebook when we went home after school every day for a period of time until we grew bored. At 12-13, I was image-conscious, but I wasn't loud enough to befriend people who were social. None of my old friends were in my new homeroom or any other courses. I befriended people who were "outcasts", so to speak. One memory I have is one that we would run toward the classroom after lunch. A couple of boys in our grade would notice and make fun of us at a distance for it. I heard them laughing about it one day, and I immediately came to a stop, and they pointed it out, "Oh, the retard stopped running." "Which one, the blonde one?" "No, the skinny one." I started sitting next to other girls in my class during lunch after that, looking at them to pass the image that I was socializing even though I wasn't talking at all. I was self-conscious that I had been spending time with "losers", even though I was and am a loser. A couple of years later, I'd bully one of said "losers" on Facebook to the point she blocked me because she had an online boyfriend and I said repeatedly that it was pathetic. I got a crush on a male classmate in my computer science class, and I fantasized myself into a black hole with him. He talked to me sometimes and gave me an affectionate nickname related to confections, and that was just enough to fuel my daydreams of having ""philosophical"" conversations with him and marrying him. I tried to grab his attention once when I was venting to a friend in the same class about someone who shared the same name as him (this, for once, was not a lie), as if to bait him into thinking I was talking about him. Obviously, I never ended up dating him. I befriended this girl who I'll call R. R was just the friend I wanted. She was pretty, fashion-conscious but still liked the geeky things I was into. During high school, where I began to have a sizable amount of friends, I began to like R a lot more than F, who I was feeling annoyed about (read: attention-starved) because all she'd ever talk about was her boyfriend and the problems she had with him. F invited me to her birthday party, which I didn't attend, and a few days later I claimed that my mom was driving me to her party when we got into a car accident and she died. I sent a lengthy message to F's Facebook, calling her a murderer and that she killed my mother. F did know that I was lying though, as she talked about it with R and that R noticed I wasn't coming to school distraught or anything. I then fed R the lie that my mom didn't want me to be friends with F because she thought of her as a bad person. Anyhow, F and I never became friends again after that, and R and I became best friends. I was deeply jealous whenever R's other friends would approach her to talk to her while we were walking to class. I would walk away, and R would call after me but I wouldn't respond. I felt so angry whenever guys flirted with her. I'd nurse a tantrum over it for maybe most of the day, ignoring R even if she called out to me and look the other direction. We never talked about it, and I'd simply choose to start speaking to her again. I realized I had a crush on R. I was still a shy, quiet person throughout all of this. I didn't like speaking to my other classmates or to the teacher, but I would certainly become animated when speaking to my friends, which the teachers noticed. I knew R wouldn't ever like me in that way back though, because she didn't approve of homosexuality in any kind and said that she had the right to believe against it. I started telling her lies, one that my family was arranging a marriage between me and my cousin. I also began a lie that I had a girlfriend, and I told R that my girlfriend raped me. R mostly just asked questions like, "How does a girl rape a girl though?" I told this lie to a group of my other friends too, M and N, who I also told several ridiculous lies to online, such as one where I got in a car accident and didn't remember who they were and pretended to have amnesia for a couple of days. Even though I had friends, I still fantasized a lot. I'd fantasize about a fallen angel, female, falling in love with me and becoming a human to be with me, me being a fallen angel and becoming a human to be with R, R and I eloping together, me being a male idol and eloping with R, a male teacher falling in love with me and us taking on crime cases together, and I fantasized about being a prolific voice actor, dancer, animator, you name it. But my drawings were pathetically mediocre, and my friends drew better than me, and all I did as a "creative" habit was write fanfiction, which I eventually stopped too because I realized my efforts wouldn't amount to anything I imagined in my head. After we graduated, R moved away and we stayed in contact for a year, and I felt comforted when she said that she felt so lonely at her new college and that she missed me. College was when I was going to change for sure, be a new person. I began dressing more in a feminine way, and I tried to take on a cheerful persona which didn't last long after nervousness took over again. But I became alone in the sense that I wasn't talking to people IRL, really, and I'd only kept one friend from my adolescence as R and I lost contact after a year, and I felt too nervous to befriend people at my college. I still would daydream, but I didn't lie to anyone anymore. I fantasized about being a historical soldier who fell in love with her male superior, about being a noblewoman who entered a contract with a demon in the 1700s, and I think I even lost a grip of reality a couple of times because I'd wake up from dreams and think how I had to see a person from my elaborate daydreams in a couple of hours. I spent so much of my day doing this, and I didn't talk to my friends often. Cue to today. I graduated college, having made no new friends IRL, having not been in love with anyone in years, and I have three online friends and that one friend from my adolescence, but in my eyes: no one but my dreams. I try my best to appeal to them and don't talk about myself, totally engaged with their interests and daily lives. I'm conscious of the fact that the one friend from my adolescence remembers my lies and that's why she'll never actually respect me as a person, but I can understand that too. Sometimes I feel myself consumed by rage though by some of her flaws - like cycling through the same mistakes due to her unhealthy personality - and all of her acts of passive-aggression toward me, yet I can't find it within myself to stop being friends with her because she's all I have IRL. I maintain this sort of enthused, overexcited tone to her in our messages which looks embarrassing when she gives a simple one word response due to me acting like a puppy. I think I might hate her actually, but I know I shouldn't do anything rash, like confess about the anxieties I have toward people, lack of self-worth I have, ramble about the books and TV shows I've been liking, or give her a terse response when she does the same about her stuff. I don't talk much about myself to her or to anyone, besides through this anonymous confession. I feel like when she vents to me and I only offer solutions or "constructive feedback", it's not that it's because I don't want her to be hurt again, it's probably that I just don't want to deal with her problems. I think rather than having turned into a person actively trying to be good, I've turned into someone who doesn't want to show that she still has a unhealthy side to her. I think I might just continue life like this, and that's fine too. \*\*tldr: did some weird ass fucking shit as a teenager, now I pay for it and am just living through life on autopilot.\*\*

Lied a shit-ton in my adolescence and had a lot of maladaptive daydreams to the point I play a cringe compilation of my life before I go to bed every night

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easmy8

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easmy8/as_a_cop_i_let_white_girls_off_tickets_if_they/

self.confessions

White girl? Cool, just show me your tits. Black guy? That's a $400 ticket for going 10 over the speed limit. Also I think I smell some weed, please step out of the vehicle, sir.

As a cop I let white girls off tickets if they show me their tits, while if it is a black male I fuck them up with the long veiny dick of the law lmao

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easl79

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easl79/want_to_break_up_with_my_gf_for_someone_i_have/

self.confessions

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Want to break up with my GF for someone I have never met and I've become delusional

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easklh

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easklh/biggest_regret_a_female_with_a_mental_disorder_i/

self.confessions

This is honestly the worst thing I've done in my life. Okay, this girl had just got herself out of a miserable relationship. And I mean miserable. She was dating my (then) boss. Right from the beginning, I felt we had a connection. I liked her. Everyone else thought she was a nerd and a slut (since she fucked our boss). I looked past that, and continued to talk to her and support her. We bonded quite a bit. One day, she broke up with her boyfriend (and also our boss). I picked her up from work that day, and she literally broke in half. She spilled everything that had happened. She told me she had been beaten several times. She told me when she had surgery in her private area, her boyfriend insisted they would have sex (even though her vag was hurting like fuck and she had tubes and shit). I was shocked and angry, and I couldn't focus. It was like if my sister just told me she was raped. I was extremely close to turning the car around and beating the fuck out of my boss. I wanted him dead. She told me not to, and I listened. That night we drank together, and I ended up fingering her (nothing else). The day after she was out of her mind emberrassed. She apologized over and over. I told it was okay. It really was. I liked her. Several weeks later she invited me over to drink. I accepted. It ended with us fucking. It was the best time of my life (not just the fucking). Right after, I (for some reason) said that I needed to go and walked out. The day after, I could have sent her a message explaining why I ditched her (there was absolute no reason). I didn't. This is 4 years ago, and I still think about this every single day. She was still upset about what her previous boyfriend had done, and she was (from I could understand) not in the right mental state. She had trust issues (her dad was not nice to her), and struggled to be amongst other people. I took advantage of her, and even though I liked her very much, I never contacted her again after that night. If you're reading this by any chance, I sincerely apologize from the bottom of my heart. I regret this to this day, and I will regret this for the rest of my life. I'm sorry, I really am. Please forgive me.

Biggest regret: A female with a mental disorder: I f***** her, left and never spoke to her again

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easel0

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easel0/honda/

self.confessions

tehj new honda acord with adaptive crusise control full halogen lights and a 5 star saftey rating can be all yours for just a smal price of $29.099 diveway ! honda: live beter

honda

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easehe

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easehe/how_can_i_avoid_black_people_entering_my_business/

self.confessions

I own a small coffee shop in the suburbs of a major city. I'm not racist or anything but I want to avoid minorities entering my property. I am thinking of staying that this is an historical themed coffee shop and black people would break the immersion and accuracy of the theme. Thoughts?

How can I avoid black people entering my business?

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eascjq

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eascjq/i_cant_stand_my_bfs_kid/

self.confessions

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I can't stand my bfs kid

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easb54

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easb54/brothers_best_friend/

self.confessions

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Brothers best friend

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easawj

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/easawj/crossdress_fantasy/

self.confessions

I'm a straight Male, 28 that lives with his wife of two years. I fantasize about dressing like a woman and meeting a guy/guys at a hotel and being used by them. Throw away account for obvious reasons. Thoughts?

Crossdress Fantasy

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eas5ao

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eas5ao/i_was_severely_bullied_as_a_child_and_i_deserved/

self.confessions

Like most nerds, I got picked on, teased, and beat up quite a bit when I was a child. I was a special ed kid (in for ADHD and severe depression, later found out I have Aspergers), and had next to no understanding of social skills. As such, I was loud, often obnoxious, obsessed with menial things and had interests that were not in line with the rest of the school, I also was occasionally disruptive in class. Sometimes I would play with my hands when I got bored and have them do wrestling moves. Other times I would talk to people incessantly about shit they just didn't care about. And I look back now on how I acted and I cannot feel anything but embarrassed and extremely regretful for the child I was. So yeah, I don't care if it was unfair or humiliating, my bullies had a point. And I deserved everything I got from them.

I was severely bullied as a child - and I deserved it.

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eas20e

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eas20e/self_harm/

self.confessions

I commit self harm alot and considering suicide im 12

Self harm

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eas0g5

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eas0g5/so_i_dont_know_how_to_express_myself_emotionally/

self.confessions

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So I don’t know how to express myself emotionally:/

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eary2r

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eary2r/i_prioritize_the_need_to_change_my_bitmojis/

self.confessions

I keep him up to date. I shave, he shaves. Get a haircut, he gets a haircut. We even coordinate outfits when I feel like it. I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who does this on a regular, near weekly, basis.

I prioritize the need to change my Bitmoji's appearance every time I change something about my actual self

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eary0j

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eary0j/i_found_out_about_the_surprise_birthday_party_my/

self.confessions

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I found out about the surprise birthday party my wife was planning for me weeks in advance.

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earri4

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/earri4/i_cummed_on_my_uncles_girlfriends_panties_once/

self.confessions

She was super pretty, tall and smelled like lavender. I was super horny that day because I didn’t ejaculate for 3 days. I couldn’t stop myself. I took the panties and masturbated on it. I cleaned it up and put it right back.

I cummed on my uncle’s girlfriend’s panties once

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earpku

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/earpku/i_feel_like_existence_is_pointless/

self.confessions

I feel like there is no point in being alive, and any achievement you may accomplish in your lifetime is meaningless, because eventually, regardless of what you do or who you are, you will die, and given enough time, anything you did will be erased and forgotten, and it will be as if you never existed in the first place, and being an historical figure who's tales and feats are passed from generation to generation won't save you either, since eventually, either the human species going extinct, or the universe's death, will erase all trace of that history, and again, it'll be like you never existed. Considering this reality, it has been fairly hard at times to find a reason to continue living, not that i risk taking my own life eventually, i don't have the courage for that, but i'm on the road to adulthood a.k.a where life becomes serious, and i'm just like "what the actual fuck is the point of all this?", what point is there to doing all this work to get a decent life that's still gonna be a giant pain in the ass when said life literally matters jack shit... Currently the only 2 things that keep me alive (very exaggerated but you get the idea), is an addiction to the internet and video games coupled with the fact that the nothingness that comes with death still terrifies me, but this all feels like an absurd and pointless endeavor.

I feel like existence is pointless

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eargez

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eargez/i_feel_like_its_me/

self.confessions

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I feel like its me...

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eard3j

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eard3j/no_one_really_knows_who_i_truly_am_and_i_love_it/

self.confessions

I have lied about pretty much everyone I know. I know that it's not the "good" or " decent" thing to do ,but I still do it because well I can . I have managed to completely manipulate everyone and it makes me feel such a thrill and excitement whenever something goes just to plan or when somebody does just as I planned. I wouldn't say that I really love , I see things more as possessions or tools or pawns . I now it's bad but I thrive off the chaos. Xxx

No one really knows who I truly am and I love it.

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earbx6

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/earbx6/i_have_a_small_penis/

self.confessions

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I have a small penis

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ear7cg

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ear7cg/i_have_a_conflicting_relationship_with/

self.confessions

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I have a conflicting relationship with relationships.

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ear78o

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ear78o/i_just_took_the_worst_shit_of_my_life_nsfl/

self.confessions

A out an hour ago I got home and hopped in the shower. Did the shower thing. Stomach gurgles. Chunky diarrhea coats the walls of the shower. I turn around in awe, already on the verge of tears. As I turn around, I step in a large chunk and it squishes between my toes. I can still feel it. Cue 45 minutes of me scrubbing shit off my shower walls (so it doesn't stink.) and using a wire brush to get it out of the drain grate. Fuck the 7/11 spicy bite. Never again god damnit.

I just took the worst shit of my life. NSFL

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ear5kc

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ear5kc/finding_out_a_friend_isnt_your_friend_sucks_balls/

self.confessions

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Finding out a friend isn't your friend, sucks balls

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ear4b8

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ear4b8/what_sucks_is_knowing_a_friend_for_friends_only/

self.confessions

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What sucks is knowing a friend for friends only to find out they are not who they are.

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ear3va

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ear3va/a_week_ago_my_father_committed_suicide_using_my/

self.confessions

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A week ago, my father committed suicide using my gun

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ear1as

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ear1as/ive_been_invited_to_leave_a_comedy_club_for/

self.confessions

Yes, that exactly what you read. I was invited to leave a stand up comedy club because I was laughing too out loud!!! I thought that laughing in such a place was incentived, apparently not. Here is some context: I live in a city very traditional for stand up comedy. Was on a date night with my SO and he invited me over. We went and I was having such a great time. What was supposed to be two straight hours of laughing out loud was ruined because apparently I was "too loud". I am very loud but all I was doing was the thing you are supposed to do, smile, giggle and laugh. In Britain, in a stand up comedy club you are supposed not to disrupt the performance. I followed all the club rules and yet I was too loud for that place. Went home feeling very sad and diminished. Still feeling very much under the weather with it.

I've been invited to leave a comedy club for laughing too out loud.

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eaqxqx

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaqxqx/life_is_boring/

self.confessions

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Life is boring

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eaqtgj

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaqtgj/i_am_in_love_with_my_brother_and_i_dont_know_what/

self.confessions

I’m in love with my brother and I don’t know what to do. One day I just realized I loved him and I don’t know what to do and I realize it may be because he sexually abused me when I was 8 or nine. I’m a 13 year old male right now and I need advice and he is a 18 year old male.

I am in love with my brother and I don’t know what to do

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eaqeuw

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaqeuw/im_17_f_and_i_made_out_with_a_12_f_year_old_and_i/

self.confessions

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i'm 17 (f) and I made out with a 12 (f) year old and I dont know how I feel about it

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eaqda7

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaqda7/i_consider_myself_a_fisherman_i_fish_for/

self.confessions

It sounds too good to be true, but it's true that nerds have a tuna-y smell to them, I call them fish, and I consider myself a nerd fisherman. Still trying to catch that good stereotypical looking nerdy man who will strangle me with his creamy, tuna fish smelling thighs...

I consider myself a fisherman. I fish for stereotypical nerdy men, who also likely smell pretty fishy.

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eaq5lj

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaq5lj/things_that_i_was_worried_about_as_a_child/

self.confessions

\- dying in quicksand \- going to the bathroom at school cause little retard children would look over the stall  \- wondering which car was at the beginning of the traffic, like if there was one car and the rest of the cars in the world were following it  \- why tf the moon kept following me  \- getting robbed at night and staying up planning how i would save my fish and my family  \- that my teddy bears were real and that they didn’t like me and when i'd pretend to kiss them to practice that they'd judge me things i worry about now: \- - dying in quicksand \- going to the bathroom at school cause little retard children would look over the stall  \- wondering which car was at the beginning of the traffic, like if there was one car and the rest of the cars in the world were following it  \- why tf the moon kept following me  \- getting robbed at night and staying up planning how i would save my fish and my family  \- that my teddy bears were real and that they didn’t like me and when i'd pretend to kiss them to practice that they'd judge me

things that i was worried about as a child

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eaq5ba

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaq5ba/fuck_the_law/

self.confessions

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Fuck the law

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eaq2ij

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaq2ij/a_horrifying_acid_experience_nearly_got_me_killed/

self.confessions

This was Years ago, I was maybe 19 or 20. I've experimented with several drugs at this point, acid included. I love acid. I firmly believe it should be a staple in the foundation of our character but the story I'm about to share may give you a different impression, but not without reason. prior to this experience, I've taken acid 2-3 times. One particular weekend, my friends and I were planning to go out but I had stuff to do before I could, so instead of waiting for me, they went on without me, I don't know where they ended up going and I couldn't get a hold of them. In any case, I was upset, so I decided i'll party without them (my first mistake). I called up a friend to see if she wanted to hang out, she said yes and invited me to a party out in the sticks. I told her i have acid and we agreed to take it together (my second mistake). I knew the girl from school but I hardly knew her outside of school and we hardly ever hung out beyond that. she picked me up and we went on our way out to Coal City, IL (hell on earth). We dropped acid and so, despite my expectation of sharing this experience together, our separate journeys began. There are rules to be considered when taking acid and I threw them all out of the window. I was in a bad mood, with a stranger, in a strange town, at a strange party with people I did not know. I had no car, I didn't know where I was because the acid began to take its' hold on me before we even got there. age: 19-20 dose: 2 tabs duration: \~10 hours Initially, I wasn't too overwhelmed, I genuinely tried to enjoy myself...following the boldness of the lines merging into patterns and allowing them to play tricks on my eyes and mind. I took in the vibrancy of the beautiful colors and wandered off, who would care what I did anyway. I grabbed a drink, wandered about some more, went outside and had a cigarette, took in the cool fall night and let the uptick of the acid trip wash over me. A stranger joined me and offered me weed, and I knew then that when I hit this pipe, i'll be launched into the atmosphere, figuratively speaking. after taking several hefty hits of this tasty weed, I made my way inside because I noticed I was shivering from the cold. I began to explore the house when I felt my phone vibrate relentlessly in my pant pocket. I had completely forgotten I had a phone so it took me by surprise. There were texts from the girl I was seeing at the time. We weren't official or anything but we had something that vaguely resembled a relationship. I needed to sit down before i made any attempts at texting, so I went downstairs into the basement and found an empty quiet, peacefully lit room, and sat down on the couch. I made an attempt to gather myself and tried to reply to the texts (my third and final mistake). This went downhill really fast, she found out I tried cocaine a few weeks prior, and well, to put mildly...she was not a fan of drugs. She was letting me have it and I was in no state of mind to be dealing with that kind of assault. I deserved it yes, but this was the turning point of what was already a trip I hardly had a grasp on. she was upset and I couldn't even form a coherent sentence with all that was gushing through my mind. I said something along the lines of "i'm fucked up and cannot text right now" and slid my phone into my pocket. I sat there, for a while it seemed like. I vaguely remember snapping back into myself, hearing the rhythmic low bass and treble of the electronic music playing upstairs. I was alone on this couch, I leaned forward and caught a glance of the carpet; a regular plain beige carpet that began to hypnotically mesmerize me. this is where the trip departs into something straight out of [r/NotHowDrugsWork](https://www.reddit.com/r/NotHowDrugsWork/). Acid has a way of forcing a trip on you even when you subdue your senses. An example I can think of is the first time I did acid, my friend and I went into a pitch black room, and threw on Pink Floyd. Despite not being able to see anything with my eyes open, the acid decided to fill that void with visuals and hallucinations. The longer you sat there, the more intense it got. We did this to our auditory senses, deprived them completely of sound and sat in silence, until again, acid filled that void with auditory hallucinations that materialized out of the sound of your breath, your heart beat and the flow of blood in your veins. Now, at this party, i was in a lit room with the sounds of music and people talking up stairs when my nightmare began... I wasn't feeling quite like myself so I surrendered to this ...carpet that captured my twisted imagination. Patterns began to take hold. At first, there was a pattern of monkeys doing cartwheels with smiles on their face, which, with the intensity of whatever music was playing mutated into gorillas jumping up and down. It was all that i could see; a tiled pattern of gorillas jumping, angrily. It made me uncomfortable but I couldn't look away. Soon, the pattern turned again, this time into scorpions doing a dance, maybe a mating dance or something predatory, no matter. Almost as soon as i saw this pattern, it turned again into coiled snakes, so vivid. I felt my heart rate increase, and I felt heat swelling in me. Time ceased, and I felt as though these snakes were real. I knew they weren't, nevertheless I lifted my feet as to not provoke them. In retrospect, they looked scary and ridiculous but at the time, I could not convince myself of their nonexistence. I held eye contact with them and suddenly the coiled snakes jumped directly at me. I swear I felt something touch my eyes, something shook them, something shook me. I closed my eyes and ran upstairs in a panic. I searched for the only person I knew there, and she was having a gay ol' time; incoherent, laughing, and oblivious to my situation. I tried as best as I could to tell her that I need to get home, I'm not having a good time. I was freaking out, all of the faces of strangers staring at me as though they all had their fingers pointed at me. She tells me she's in no condition to drive, and understandably so. She enlists her friend to drive me home. His girlfriend tags along. A strange emo couple in the middle of a feud. We got into his bright red Toyota Celica, it was modded to look cool, but it very much wasn't. I do recall the interior reminding me of some sort of spaceship cockpit. they drove me home, so generous of them because it was at least an hour away. They fought the whole time and I was lying there in the back seat trying to comprehend the world around me. I remember him driving like a maniac, but it could just have been my imagination. I could not understand them and they could not understand me, but they had my address from my friend, thank god. We approached my neighborhood which i recognized instantly and I had some sense of relief, enough to muster "drop me off at the park here, thank you". I handed him some cash, his girlfriend looked at me weird and I jumped out. I thought I was in the clear, but i was wrong. Dead wrong. I walked through the park, the very park I knew every inch of, but it looked nothing like home, nothing like the park I knew. It was dark, desolate, eerie. I tried walking the path but it kept swaying and shifting on me, I felt like I was drunk, which never happened to me on acid before or after this incident. A flock of ducks flew over my head, and their audible quacks echoed through my mind. the sound constantly reverberating inside my head, after a few moments it didn't even sound like ducks anymore, it sounded like lions roaring and bats screeching. It terrified me. I remember taking my jacket off and wrapping it around my head. I can only imagine how insane I must have looked. but it was in the middle of the night in a quiet neighborhood, surely everyone was asleep, at least I hoped. I made that treacherous walk back to my house which was near the park. I sneaked in quietly as to not wake anybody up. I felt safe finally, and took my time making my way through the dining room, into the living room, up the stairs and into my room, my sanctuary. I made it. but the acid games had just begun. I got out of my clothes, washed up as best as I could and climbed into bed. What a mistake that was. Trying to sleep on a head full of acid? peaking in "nightmare acid" mode? 0/10 wouldn't recommend. I lied there thinking if this is ever going to end. Seconds became minutes became hours and I don't mean that time has passed, I mean that seconds felt like hours. The visuals began to die out but the intensity of the acid trip retreated deep into my mind. The thoughts that entered my mind were unpleasant. I tried to chase them away, or rather run away from them. I hid in my most pleasant memories and there acid would find me, vulnerable and uncovered, terrorizing me with haunting thoughts. Time stopped, my mind insane, I continued to press on, trying to hide in the crevices of my mind. The acid took on a monstrous form and chased me, without end. It was just a pitiful game of hide and go seek. Acid would find me everywhere, it had conquered me and my mind, my memories, my heart, my life. I had no way to escape it and I cried, curled up in bed sobbing. another eternity passed, and i've gone mental. I was a shell. I forced myself up, as if I were a puppet, cool and calculated, deliberate. I made my way downstairs into the kitchen. I forced down a banana, why? I don't know. Then I took the biggest kitchen knife I could find and stood there with it up against my throat, my jugular, ready to end this nightmare. The cool blade of the knife pressed against my throat,motioning back and forth as the pulsating jugular pumped blood. I was so committed, this IS happening, it has to, that's the only way this will all stop. and then, as if God kicked down the heavens door, through one of the windows I saw a glimmer of light; the sunrise. and next to me i noticed my dear sweet dog, Abby, sitting next to me, well aware of my ...collected nightmare. I don't know how long she was there, but reality began to drift into focus again, and a warmth radiated over me. I sat the knife down and wondered onto the porch. I began to hear beauty again, birds singing, and the warmth of the sun washing over me. Colors were restored, and so was the world to its' natural order. I went upstairs and had the most restful sleep of my life. I awoke some 10-12 hours later, back to normal...however, permanently scarred by an experience too fucked up to even wish on your worst enemy. I spent weeks reflecting on it, it was a couple of years before I tried acid again, with lessons learned. Acid should only ever be done under the right circumstances. I am a fan of solo trips, but i'll only ever do them in a familiar place or in a place i'm comfortable with. Acid should only ever be done in the right state of mind, a prepared state of mind. Never with strangers, only with yourself and/or your friends. The underlying condition, or theme, under which acid should be done is "comfort". LSD is not to be trifled with. It is an extremely powerful substance, and you stand to gain So much good from it, if done right. It's beautiful, and it's ugly. It takes your reality, and alters it, it bends it to an extreme...what extreme you choose is based on how you approach it. tl;dr - i took acid, had a bad trip, a very bad trip because of the mistakes i've made along the way and nearly killed myself.

a horrifying acid experience nearly got me killed.

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eapyma

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eapyma/i_cannot_wait/

self.confessions

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I cannot wait

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eapsgb

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eapsgb/nervous/

self.confessions

Is it wrong that I’m always nervous to walk around in a black hoodie? I feel like someone will get scared or whatever and try to harm me.

Nervous

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eapqvr

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eapqvr/found_out_a_woman_had_my_kid_19_years_after_and/

self.confessions

When I was 18 I was still living up in my hometown. It was a real rural part of Pennsylvnaia, the sort of town that has factories and bars but not much else. Most young people try to leave at some point and never come back if they can help it. I was working in a factory after high school with a crew of misfits. I was probably the youngest and there were 4 other, two men in there late 30's or older and two women. One of the girls, Amanda [23], was and pretty cute. She was a wild one from a bad home, just the type that was common in these sorts of places. Probably had a rough home life her entire life, really skinny, sarcastic and quick witted. She was dating some guy but I really had no idea who he was. I had just lost my virginity earlier that year and was starting to chase chicks a bit more aggressively then ever before. One day I made a bet with her that if she lost, she had to blow me in the parking lot. She lost and as we walked out to the lot, we both chickened out and went back into work. We always had a fun, innocent chemistry. About 6 months later I see her at a house party way out in the woods. A bunch of old rednecks and her and her boyfriend are there. I go in the house one time and shes in there too, alone. I start making out with her because I'm totally shit faced. She goes along for a minute and then stops it because her bf could come in at any moment. She was right, I was amazed no one saw us! A year after that she calls me and says I should stop over her house that she shares with the same bf. I didnt even know she had my number so I was shocked to hear from her. I go over the next day. I'm super, super shy and introverted but a really good looking dude so i generally need to be drunk to be forward with chicks. I go over to the house at 9am and she says shes moving to CA someplace with her boyfriend to start over. He's at work till 3pm at a lumber yard. She wants to fuck bad and I'm too naive and shy to really tell or take the initiative so we just hang out the whole day and watch TV. She tells me that a happy life is just too much to ask for and about some minor domestic abuse that she's always dealing with. The next day I go over at the same time. This is the last day we can hang cause shes moving 2 days after and will be packing. She gets aggressive and I kiss her, it's on like crazy. We rip each others clothes off on the couch and she jump on top of me, riding me for a few minutes hard. She then gets up and leads me into the bedroom. She immediately crawls right up onto the bed and all the way up to the headboard and spreads her legs wide on ther back while motioning with her figure to come here. I crawl up after her and only last maybe 5 minutes inside her and blow a huge load deep into her tight little 25 year old body. I didnt even think to ask if she was on BC and she didnt seem to care. This is the last I'll see of hear of her for 19 years. 19 years later I get a friend request on FB, it's her. I had a sneaking suspicion of what's going to happen because I anticipated this in a strange sixth sense sort of way. Shes coming in to attend her grandmother's funeral and want to meet for drinks. Upon meeting, I immediately see the she's aged much worse then I have. Shes gained a lot of fat and hasn't exercised. It's all fine though and we sit down at the bar. She gets right down to it. She had my child 9 months after moving to CA, it's a boy and he's 19 years old now! He's an HVAC tech apprentice and tells me about his life. I cant believe it and cry a little. She says that she married the boyfriend and he's always believed it was his. I ask how she knows it was mine? Her and her bf hadn't had sex for 4 months prior to me fucking her, they were going through some fighting and what not. They only started having sex after 2 weeks of being in CA and after she took a pregnancy test 3 times to confirm her suspicions. I was blown away but again, not surprised as I had a premonition about this for 2 decades. She doesnt want me to reach out or ruin her family and I agreed that I never would. I consider myself a sperm donor as any sperm donor would. I'm just an anonymous sperm donor is how I deal with it and again, I knew this would happen and I always told myself that this is how I'd handle it. Her husband has no idea and her and I will take this to the grave.

Found out a woman had my kid 19 years after and her and another guys raised him.

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eapnn4

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eapnn4/im_more_than_my_trauma_but_i_feel_guilt_because_i/

self.confessions

I was physically and sexually abused as a child and teenager. I went to therapy. I was in an abusive relationship as a young adult. I married the most vanilla person who is safe and treats me well. I have fantasies he’s unwilling to participate in. I want to be “punished”.

I’m more than my trauma, but I feel guilt because I want to be treated like a dirty girl.

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eapeqc

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eapeqc/ive_been_starving_myself_for_a_month_so_ill_go_to/

self.confessions

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I’ve been starving myself for a month so I’ll go to the hospital

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eapdam

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eapdam/my_friends_dad_gave_me_my_friends_old_computer/

self.confessions

It was broken. Wouldn’t power on. He had no use for it, and he knew I worked in IT so he figured maybe I could fix it for cheap enough that I’d have some use for it. Turns out it was a bad logic board, so not really worth fixing. Anyways, it had a 1tb hard drive in it, so I figure that’s pretty useful. I was gonna wipe the drive and use it for my own purposes. But before I did I decided to make sure there wasn’t anything important on it before I deleted it. I know, I definitely made the wrong choice snooping around but all day at work I have to pretend these people have nothing interesting to hide and I know I can’t poke around their files so when I was presented the opportunity to poke around no consequences, how could I pass it up? It didn’t take me too long to stumble across screenshots of him jerking off on omegle to some girl who was also masturbating. I have to say, I’ll give him credit for his boldness. It’s also comforting to know all those years we fought over who had the bigger penis without having ever seen each other’s, I was always right. But I’m going to erase the hard drive now. There’s always the thought in the back of my mind that i should save the pictures or tell him what i saw, but I’ll spare him the shame. I’m erasing the hard drive and I’m not going to tell anyone what I’ve found. Except for all of you, because god knows I’ve got to tell someone and I’d rather it be random internet strangers who don’t know him.

My friends dad gave me my friends old computer because I’m in IT

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eap6uy

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eap6uy/i_want_to_drop_out_already/

self.confessions

How do I manage stress? Im a junior in high school and was given weekend homework although i have semester exams coming up on tuesday. So far i have done an 18 page study guide packet, and written 85 sentences for 2 classes. I still need to do an essay, plus 150 extra sentences using vocab doing synonyms and antynoms for English, and 23 worksheets for math. Please someone tell me how to work through all this stress. I broke down 3 times since last night. Please. I feel like giving up at this point

I want to drop out already

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eaokxz

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaokxz/ive_spent_over_30000_on_personalized_porn/

self.confessions

Over the past 4 years, I've paid probably something like $30,000 for personalized porn. Oddly enough, I got the idea from u/fuckswithducks, who mentioned commissioning rubber duck porn. While I'm not into that, it got me thinking that I love seeing naked college girls, so I figured I'd try to commission my own. I went on Seeking Arrangement, the site for sugar babies/daddies, and just hit up all of the cute college girls I could find. My offer was simple: I send you $, you send me pictures and videos. It was so easy, I had to get extremely picky with the girls I did it with. There were literally thousands who were up for it. Fast forward 4 years. I now have a personal library of around 100 college girls, hundreds of videos, and thousands of pictures. It's pretty unreal. I even flew one girl out to my city for a weekend so I could film her/take pictures. We stayed at a badass airbnb and I ended up with quite the little collection of her. Expensive weekend. Ask me anything, I guess. Just thought I'd share since no one knows anything about this. And no, I won't share them with you.

I've Spent Over $30,000 on Personalized Porn

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eaojh8

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaojh8/i_think_i_have_a_shoe_fetish/

self.confessions

I just came to realize, while high BTW, that I may have a shoe fetish. I always look at people's shoes when I'm out and about, even at work. Like today, I'm working my part time gig, and a female co worker comes in wearing Jean shorts, black tights, little white socks, and little black heels. I actually told her she looked cute. But all I could focus on were the heels. So sexy. Just thought I'd share, since no one knows.

I think I have a shoe fetish

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eaoi02

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaoi02/what_is_the_difference_between_youtube_and/

self.confessions

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What is the difference between Youtube and Jeffrey Epstein?

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eaob8t

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaob8t/the_basement_neighbor_in_my_building_is_a_new/

self.confessions

Throwaway account, because I'm sure people will find this racist (and who don't find anything racist at all these days), but this happened, is real, and I'm confessing it. I live in the United States in a 3-story house that has been converted into four apartment units. Two on the top floor (one of which I occupy), an apartment on the main floor, and an apartment in the basement. A couple months back, a new tenant moved into the basement apartment. His vehicle has a sticker that I **think** represents Sudan, or South Sudan, or some other African country. Whatever, no big deal. But coincidentally, at the same time, I start to smell a really bad stench coming through the furnace vents. Because this building used to be a single-family house, the vents all connected with each apartment and ultimately connected to the furnace in the basement. So, it's actually plausible for me to smell a strong odor from all the way in the basement, even though I live on the top floor. When the basement tenant moved into the building, I could smell cigarette smoke, along with something else that was really difficult for me to describe. I haven't met this new tenant yet, and I am also the caretaker of the building (yay discounted rent!). One night, I couldn't stand the stench of cigarettes. It was like 3 AM and it was driving me crazy. I go to the basement, knock on the door and talk to him through the door. He and I exchanged unpleasantries; he didn't really understand English very well and thought I was harassing him when I was telling him that if he's smoking cigarettes, he needs to do that outside since this is a smoke-free building. BUT I also noticed the other odor, the odor that DIDN'T smell like cigarettes, was emanating from his doorway. I finally put it all together and it was confirmed later on... when he did stop smoking cigarettes in his apartment, but the other unidentifiable smell was...him. His own body odor. I recalled how some New American immigrants from African countries smelled like that when I was in school. The best way I can describe the smell is: a homeless wet dog with a terrible bacteria infection in an opened wound on a humid, hot day. And I know, this seems incredibly racist. However, I do not believe **all** African people smell like this. I'm glad the tenant stopped smoking in his apartment because that's obviously in his own control. But I can't ask him to stop stinking since that's probably impossible. So, I covered all the furnace vents with plastic that one would use to cover windows during the wintertime. Now, my apartment doesn't stink at all! I can sleep just fine without any smell coming from outside my apartment unit. I **do** feel kind of bad about it though. I don't hold the guy's body odor against him, but good lord he smells terrible. And that's what's been weighing on my heart lately. (edit: a word)

The basement neighbor in my building is a New American and his body odor is so pungent, I've covered all the furnace vents in my apartment...on the top floor.

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eao9et

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eao9et/its_hard_for_me_to_feel_empathy_and_i_think_most/

self.confessions

I don’t even know if this is the right sub, but here goes. I feel little empathy towards people. I have to try really hard and imagine myself in someone’s shoes to *maybe* feel what they feel. Like, when people die in masses (natural disasters, wars, etc.), I don’t feel sad. In fact, I think people who say they care are only pretending. My parents are both refugees and their parents died in wars, but when I hear a refugee complaining about their horrific experiences I’m like “shut the fuck up you drama queen.” But of course, I don’t say that. Logically, I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it. When I see Greta on the internet, my immediate thought is “Look at that child pretending to care about the environment.” Nothing seems interesting to me. Not enough for me to care about it. I get emotional thinking about my parent’s death (they’re old) but my mind immediately starts thinking about money and how their death wouldn’t matter that much as long as I have a lot of money ( I don’t lol). I try so hard to feel things and I’m most of the time nice to people because I’m afraid of becoming a serial killer or something. That said, I don’t have violent tendencies but it’s a legitimate fear of mine. And to clarify, I know I’m wrong, but I have to actively convince myself that I am wrong about feeling a certain way.

It’s hard for me to feel empathy and I think most people who cry publicly (like on tv) are trying to get attention

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eao4q0

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eao4q0/i_never_sowed_my_wild_oats_hope_its_all_spelled/

self.confessions

I think not ever having the chance/luxury to “sow my wild oats” really was a detriment to my adulthood. I long for memories that I could fall back on to feel happy about where I’m at (sahm w a financially stable husband). I feel like I missed out on that freedom, that worry-free period between teen years and adulthood. The Amish call it rumspringa, I think, Europeans say it’s a gap year, I just call it necessary.

I never “sowed my wild oats” (hope it’s all spelled correctly)

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eao2nr

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eao2nr/it_seems_freedom_of_speech_is_exclusively_an/

self.confessions

In Germany if you question certain aspects of WW2 the police will come and arrest you in the middle of the night. Shit is insane.

It seems freedom of speech is exclusively an American concept. In many so called free countries such as Europe, UK and Germany you can get arrested for voicing your opinions and speaking against the government.

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eao0uq

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eao0uq/i_hate_being_short/

self.confessions

I hate being short I hate being short I hate being short.My family constantly bullies me for being short (they don't mean to hurt me obviously)But its such a pain in the ass being short, I always feel so insignificant. I wish I was taller so I would like to fit in with my family and relatives more. And I'm scared I won't get taller and be stuck at 5'2. Tall women look bold and beautiful and I want to look bold too not a dwarf. Along with being well developed I just look compressed. I'm 5'2 :( You guys might think this is dumb but this is affecting my life so much, it is all I think about, I hate all those nicknames too. Im a girl jbtw

i hate being short

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eanvye

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eanvye/i_feel_people_on_reddit_have_become_too_uptight/

self.confessions

https://www.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eanvye/i_feel_people_on_reddit_have_become_too_uptight/

I feel people on reddit have become too uptight and judgemental. No one takes a joke anymore. Cmon guys there is way too much stress in the real world anyways. Chill out!

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eansk0

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eansk0/scared_of_myself/

self.confessions

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Scared of myself.

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eanqbr

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eanqbr/the_most_embarrassing_response_to_whoa_your_daddy/

self.confessions

Me and my friends rewatched Logan yesterday. Today, when me and my SO were having sex, he asked “Who’s you daddy?”, I started crying because the word daddy reminded me of Wolverine’a death. God. It was embarrassing. He is never going to let me live this down.

The most embarrassing response to “Who’a your daddy?”

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eannhq

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eannhq/as_a_mid80s_millennial_the_sexual_orientation/

self.confessions

I'm not sure if that's the right term to define it, but the terms usually involve a variation of _____sexual or _____queer or _____gender in some particular order, and might mean who/what/when/where/why the person is into. I think red heads are hot, so I believe that would make me a pheomelaninsexual, but I think it's easier to say I think red heads are hot, and its far less snobby. The most common one I hear is sis-gender, which is one that I am for sure because I have a sister.

As a mid-80s millennial, the sexual orientation trend of my generation drives me crazy and is far too complicated to be practical or necessary.

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eankuq

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eankuq/i_got_arrested_for_flirting_with_a_waitress_and/

self.confessions

Basically I made physical contact and because of that I'm literally worse than Hitler now. Fuck this pc culture.

I got arrested for flirting with a waitress and I'm out on bail and my wife doesn't know about it

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eanjrg

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eanjrg/i_got_a_woman_pregnant_but_im_not_into_her_shes/

self.confessions

I got a woman pregnant, but Im not into her. She's suicidal. I am working abroad. She wanted a baby and I just wanted a fling, no commitment. We're both in mid thirties. I just see her when I go home 2x a year. I tried to break up with her a couple of times, but she is suicidal that would drove me nuts. I feel like that she is just dragging me down, a distraction. She living alone now. She didnt take other good paying job offers that would make her farther away from me. She took a low paying job near from my home. I tried to keep guiding her to learn to stand on her feet, and not to be independent with me or other people. One leads to another, she got pregnant. She quit her job cause she is always feeling ill, complications of her pregnancy. Now, her parents keep contacting me and her for they want to see and discuss what are our plans are,especially that her pregnancy is seems complicated. I just played along not to upset them, especially her, cause it would make her ill and perhaps would cause more harm to the baby, which is my primary concern. My plan really is not to be with her, but I would support her and baby, especially financially. She keep saying that she is in love with me, and I dont reciprocate & not treating her well. I should have break up with her earlier, not be bothered if she takes her life. Even now, she is considering aborting the baby, which I vehemently oppose, and considering she is religious (cause she is not to sure of her future with me or without me). I am confused and in a mess. Should I just leave, break up with her, tell her straight what my plan is, or just wait till the baby is born and see from there?

I got a woman pregnant, but Im not into her. She's suicidal.

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eang17

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eang17/im_30_and_dont_know_what_i_am_with_my_sexual/

self.confessions

I’m a 30 year old chick and I have 0 clue what I am sexually. I know I’m not straight, but don’t think I’m bi either. I’m attracted to men but only really sexually attracted to women. I’ve hooked up with both. With men I feel uncomfortable and nervous, and when it’s done I feel super whatever. With women I feel more comfortable and relaxed, even more curious. This is where I start really getting confused. I can never see myself in a relationship with a woman, I’m only interested in dating men. Am I a self hating bi-sexual woman? Am I something else? I don’t have the courage to tell my closest friends. Unfortunately they found I out I hooked up with a chick and I hate that they know. I feel like a hypocrite. I champion for everyone of every sexual identity and here I am confused and may even even a little bit hating myself for feeling the way that I do.

I’m 30 and don’t know what I am with my sexual identity.

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eanf8b

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eanf8b/i_almost_beat_her_to_death_and_i_dont_regret_it/

self.confessions

So in high school, there was this girl who absolutely hated my friend. Mostly because she was pregnant and young, she didn’t like that. So she bullied her, and bullied her, to the point where my friend did nothing but lay in bed, she was super depressed, pregnant and not eating. She was on the verge of killing herself and I was pissed. She couldn’t stick up for herself so I took it upon myself to do something. I messaged that girl and told her to fuck off and if she had a problem come talk to me face to face about it. So she did, the next day at school she confronted me right in front of the office. She came up to me and said what’s your problem? I told her she needed to leave my friend alone. She’s pregnant, she’s growing a human inside her and doesn’t need anymore stress then she already had. I proceeded to give her some of her own medicine. & shouted her name and said “***** gave Jason chlamydia”. She decked me right in the fucking mouth and I had braces so my mouth ended up being cut up, it was horrible. My blood was boiling by then. I grabbed her by the neck and pushed her as hard as I could. She fell back onto the pole by the steps. Before she could get back up I jumped on her, grabbed her by the head and smashed her skull onto the tile floor multiple times. She was punching me and screaming at me. I kept yelling “you deserve it, rotten bitch”. Of course the principal and a teacher came out and tried pulling me off, I accidentally head butted the teacher and she ended up falling back. The bully was sent to the hospital, her reported injuries were a severe head concussion, she had a few cuts on her head that needed stitches, broken nose and a blood vessel in her left eye popped. A couple more hits and she probably would’ve been brain dead, apparently. Lucky, she didnt press charges because she felt bad about all shit she did to my friend. I, on the other hand, was expelled from school but totally it was worth it. This happened 5 years ago, the “bully” is now a mother of two boys and not bullying anyone anymore. My friend is alive thank god, unfortunately her baby was stillborn. She’s a happy adult now though. No regrets there!

I almost beat her to death and I don’t regret it.

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eanbqd

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eanbqd/i_firmly_believe_9999999999999_of_rape_victims/

self.confessions

The vast vast majority of cases are women who let some guy fuck them then regretted it, so they scream rape to get attention and sympathy. Also most other cases are women who some guy only flirted with them.

I firmly believe 99.99999999999% of rape victims are fake and only seek attention

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eanalr

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eanalr/i_left_fake_customer_feedback_about_my_ex_a/

self.confessions

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I left fake customer feedback about my ex (a McDonalds employee) and she got promoted the next week.

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ean9wz

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ean9wz/my_friends_friend_died_and_partially_was_because/

self.confessions

throwaway for obvious reasons and all names are changed, So I have a friend online who we will call Emily (not her real name) and I've always been very protective of her since she was like 9 years old. So after a month of knowning eachother she introduced me to her friend who I shall call Jack (not his real name) he always seemed kinda bratty but I didn't think much of it and just hanged out with Emily to protect her from him. When Emily turned 11 I believe she started wanting to date and well she picked Jack to date since he was there for her alot and I wasen't a big fan of him since he was a dick to me and then he started being verbally abusive to me and Emily, I started alot of drama by yelling and spamming him. The argument ended with me and Emily breaking contact off with him for a while. This Thursday, 12th of December, Jack was found dead in his house after commiting suicide the day before Emily told me about it in passing conversation and explained that another friend of hers told her that Jack died and it turns out he had an abusive homelife and wasen't accepted, turns out a couple of months ago he confessed to us about being born a girl but he never said he was trans, he coulden't take the abuse anymore and commited suicide and 5% of it was because of the online drama, I feel numb and sick from typing this and I wish I wasen't such a garbage human to him and I deserve everything bad I get. If you got here this far, congratulations you just heard a traumatising confession. ​ Edit 1: he didn't die turns out it was a lie and I got him in contact back with my friend, and he is still a huge brat and if you are wondering, the dude isn't trans I think but I'll find that out tommorow.

My friend's friend died and partially was because of me.

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ean8qy

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ean8qy/just_need_to_get_this_of_my_chest/

self.confessions

I feel huge sadness everytime i see a FnF movie... I. Cant get over the fact that Paul walker died... Ik its been a long time but for me he didnt deserved to die the way he did. I love him and i miss him i grew up wanting to do what he did and idolizing him as i grew up so its Hard for me and i cant say goodbye...

Just need to get this of My chest

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ean324

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ean324/i_constantly_underestimate_and_self_sabotage/

self.confessions

I dont know why I do this and I dont know how to stop. Almost every single time things are going good, i start to think why is it going so good, when is the shit storm going to hit. When am I gonna fall back down a deep depression hole. I know a lot of it has to do with my anxiety and I go to therapy and take medications for that, however even as im typing this i have a thought that things are going way to smooth. Sometimes I feel like I dont even have control of anything. One of my biggest fears is losing control in the sense that if I am driving a car and crash thats all on me, I am in control of my car. But when a friend is driving this anxiety takes over my body. Or when im dieting and doing well eating better. Ive been dieting for over a month but now i feel like I’ve hit a wall and want to say fuck it like I have in the past and just eat my feelings. I don’t know if i truly feel like i don’t deserve to be happy and healthy but I want to commit to it. I know i can do these things. I just don’t understand why I keep ruining it for myself. I know this post is all over the place so I apologize, i just needed to get this out. Does anyone know else feel this way? Does anyone else feel like they can’t push themselves to their full potential by their own doing unintentionally?

I constantly underestimate and self sabotage myself...

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eams07

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eams07/i_relapsed_after_years_of_being_clean/

self.confessions

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I relapsed after years of being clean

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eamnms

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eamnms/sometimes_i_throw_rocks_at_my_old_neighbors/

self.confessions

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Sometimes I throw rocks at my old neighbor’s window just to see if he’s still alive.

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eamjyv

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eamjyv/i_used_to_eat_from_my_moms_dough/

self.confessions

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I used to eat from my mom's dough

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eamjfk

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eamjfk/i_found_out_my_friends_username_and_gave_him_gold/

self.confessions

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I found out my friend's username and gave him gold.

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eam1uw

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eam1uw/17male_dont_know_what_to_put_as_a_title_just/

self.confessions

. Bad at school . Feeling blessed but really emty sometimes . Spends 70% of time in my room . Jerks off a lot (like 4 times a day) . Have a lot of things I don’t deserve . Each school year thing get worse than the year before and each summer better (not because of bullying etc) . Very curious in bad things trying not to . Disappointing my parents . Just wanting to change but unsuccessful in that

(17male) don’t know what to put as a title just wanted to share and hear your opinions

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ealvke

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ealvke/dirty_santa_for_real/

self.confessions

I’m feeling kinda guilty but whatever! A few years back we got a dirty Santa gift that was two warming coffee cups. They have a car outlet to keep ya shit warm. No fucking use for that shit. It’s sat here unopened taking up space for years. This year, I’m unemployed and things are rough. We weren’t going to do dirty Santa for us because we just couldn’t. So we’re putting the cups back into the playing field lmfaoooooooo. It was good enough then and it’ll be good enough now 😂😂😂😂😂

Dirty Santa for real

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ealmmz

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ealmmz/i_love_crossdressing/

self.confessions

I absolutely love to crossdress. There really is no feeling in the world quite like getting home from work. Shedding the gross guys clothes getting into a nice hot shower or bubble bath shaving your legs then getting out and applying lotion. Just to open a drawer full of womens panties, bras, stockings, garter belts, nighties, and corsets and picking out which outfit you want, then getting all dolled up. To just sit in front of the tv in your short back shorts, cheek hugging panties, bra filled with h cup false breasts, in a low cut tshirt. I have hid this side of my life for so long, but no more! I love to dress like a woman and feel sexy. I am drawn to the feminine shape, feeling and desires. I am a Bisexual Crossdresser who wants to find more crossdressers near me to just dress up, and have some fun!!!

I love crossdressing

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ealm63

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ealm63/my_favorite_sentence_i_havent_showered_in_a_week/

self.confessions

***I haven't showered in a WEEK!*** It feels satisfying and catchy for me to say, and even more delightful to other people. The disgusted reactions and the physical feeling of my mouth are why I enjoy saying it. It started earlier this year at my specialized boarding school for people with issues. In this place some people had fantastic hygiene while others would do hygiene once every four days. On this time and day, I was bored and so were other people and it was the evening so most would take showers then. I broke this silence and said the thing. My first reactions were **Dude that's really gross and nothing to be proud of!!!, Gross get in the shower tonight, Okay that's gross and you should do so the next day**. I noticed that almost all responses happened to use the word "*Gross*". I then told them I was kidding, and some still were grossed out about even the idea of someone who hasn't touched a shower in over seven days. The biggest irony is that I said "I haven't showered in a week" mostly on days which my hair was still wet from the shower, so it shows how gullible people are. Later that year, I was bored so I searched that phrase up on the internet. I found some older videos on YouTube that ended up being boring vlogs. The hashtag #ihaventshoweredinaweek only had 14 times on Instagram so it was a ghost town. But what truly shined was Twitter and Reddit. On those places, I read many people post that exact phrase and their disgusted reactions. Seems weird and like a waste of time, but it brings me a lot of joy. When I came home from the school for the summer, I saw my extended family. I was telling my aunt about the school and how I said "I haven't showered in a week" to get reactions. My small 6 year old cousin overheard and responded "*I* ***also*** *haven't showered in a week*." My aunt reminded him that he took a shower the day before, but he didn't care because he was trying to relate with me. Since then, **I "*****haven't showered in a week!*****"** has become a running joke within my family. Tl;Dr I tell people "I haven't showered in a week" to get reactions and I search that phrase up to read the reactions and experiences. I find it funny and entertaining.

My favorite sentence : I haven't showered in a week

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eali8l

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eali8l/i_want_my_boyfriend_to_hurt_me/

self.confessions

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I want my boyfriend to hurt me

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ealeel

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/ealeel/how_i_torture_a_guy_who_is_still_alive/

self.confessions

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How I torture a guy who is still alive

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eal8x3

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eal8x3/i_feel_empty/

self.confessions

All the time when I'm around my friends I feel like nobody's seeing me I feel invisible around them I normally stay quiet and I keep looking around to see if someone notices that a just want to feel like somebody cares about me nobody's does I just hate myself and hate everything about me Sorry for the bad English I'm Brazilian

I feel empty

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eal4c0

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eal4c0/i_feel_more_comfortable_talking_to_my_friends/

self.confessions

My family is great when it comes to being a family for eating ,playing , movies, activities , but when it comes talking about my views or feelings they are pretty useless. My Mom and Dad start ranting or lecturing which ends up turning any subject into a one sided moral story or how I’m an ungrateful child. Over the years I’ve just built an invisible distance that my parents haven’t even noticed. My Dad is better about it but my Mom isn’t even someone I’d consider a friend.

I feel more comfortable talking to my friends than my family for values or feelings .

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eakxe5

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eakxe5/sister_brother/

self.confessions

Wanting to have sex with sister just don’t know how to ask

Sister brother

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eakuke

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eakuke/dont_ask_to_touch_my_phone_dont_hover_behind_me/

self.confessions

Fucking annoying, seriously, go away you nosey fucks.

Don't ask to touch my phone, don't hover behind me when I'm on my phone or on the computer

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eakou7

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eakou7/white_boys_are_faggots/

self.confessions

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WHITE BOYS ARE FAGGOTS

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eakmc0

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eakmc0/self_love_and_sexual_fantasies/

self.confessions

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Self love and sexual fantasies

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eakm61

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eakm61/fuck/

self.confessions

So I recently started a new career, wiithout being specific, I apologize. So before this point I had it rough. Drugs divorce, health kids etc. Everything great now I'm sober etc. I'm finding it difficult to relate as i was isolated a number of years. I'm kind of going off in a tangent I'll get to it, I have this amazing energy when it comes to this new career etc. Time, work etc and I'm usually like that in my job. I have kids and I never have enough patience with them. Is there something wrong with me? I am so terrified I'm being bad to them, I was abused growing up and its killing me that I could be being like my mom and I'm not aware. 😥

Fuck.

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eakjyt

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eakjyt/smashing_out_straight_white_teen_bernie_bro_from/

self.confessions

SUM WHITE FAGGOT ON /BERNIESANDERS WAS TALKING SHIT ABOUT NOT SUCKING MY BBC SO I TOOK A LIL TRIP WIT MY 13INCH BBC AND LOOK AT WHAT HAPPEN [https://www.pornhub.com/view\_video.php?viewkey=2047700021](https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=2047700021)

SMASHING OUT STRAIGHT WHITE TEEN BERNIE BRO FROM /BERNIESANDERS

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eakh2y

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eakh2y/i_ruin_peoples_social_lives_as_payback_for_being/

self.confessions

Background, I'm really good at blending in most if not all cliques. More-so online than irl purely because I'm a really big guy, and it's harder to blend in. So online then, I'm really good at being whatever I need to be to make myself comfortable and make friends. I can blend with the jocks, the weeb's, geeks and drama kids, the LGBTQ+ community, religious communities, you name it I can more than likely blend in. More often than I'd like I run into people who have very shitty lives. Girls who are abused emotionally/physically by their family and/or S.O, kids who get bullied like crazy and can't muster the courage to stand up for themselves, etc. The people I meet and form great relationships with seem to really trust me and enjoy hanging around me, even though I know I can be a bit much from time to time. Now how exactly do I ruin people's social lives? Well for starters the people in question who are being shitty human beings to these people I meet, I learn as much about them as I can and try to find and befriend them. Then start rumors about them, or break their hearts after they've announced their love and that they want to be with me forever. I'll make new emails with false names, give each a basic past and a voice if I needed to talk as the fake person I made. I do voices, and want to become a voice actor one day, so this helps a lot. Example, I had a good friend who was raped by her boyfriend on Valentine's day a couple years ago. I nor her saw that coming, and it ruined her life. She was a good girl too, like perfect actually. Religious, rough-ish past etc. He, was a heavy gamer. I found his fb, looked through his friends, found their gaming group, found him, made a new xbox profile, played simple free/cheap games and ones I owned, to up my gamerscore so I didn't look like a fake spam account. Then befriended the kids friends, met him, and began to ruin his life as best as I could. It worked, and with the help of a friend who tracks ip addresses we found his address. His family is super Catholic, and we all pitched in to send him early birthday gifts with things like male sex dolls, Justin Bieber posters and a letter from his fake online boyfriend. He still lived with his parents, he was 22 at the time. He was kicked out of his families home because they were convinced he was gay. Like I said, his family is very Catholic. He raped a dear friend of mine and ruined her life and her life at home, so no I don't regret it and I would do it again. My confession, I find dirt bags and try to ruin their lives as best as I can. It doesn't work sometimes, sometimes it does. But I've not been caught so far, I don't know if what I'm doing is illegal or not, but if people want to ruin other people's lives, why can't I do the same to them?

I ruin people's social lives as payback for being shitty humans

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eajm7g

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eajm7g/im_the_easy_girl/

self.confessions

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I’m the easy girl

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eajfws

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eajfws/i_have_been_hurt_so_much_that_loveromance_scares/

self.confessions

https://www.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eajfws/i_have_been_hurt_so_much_that_loveromance_scares/

I have been hurt so much that love/romance scares me - I’m 20

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eaj5oq

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaj5oq/my_girlfriend_doesnt_know/

self.confessions

Christmas is just around the corner and my girlfriend has no idea I sold both my drone, My VR and the few collectors edition items that survived my house fire of last year to buy her a gaming computer and build it for her because she told me how it reminded her of simple times and how she misses being able to just lose herself while playing games, Her anxiety and depression have been so bad lately she’s been nearly crippled, It’s 7am and I’ve been pretending to sleep for the last 5 hours watching her play dragon age and talk to old friends on discord laughing and living, I’m so happy I could make her feel comfortable and herself again. Edit 1: The reason this is a confession and I posted it here because she has no idea I sold the things, she thinks I found a good deal and I wouldn’t wanna make her stress about things, Relax incels

My girlfriend doesn’t know:

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eaj3jf

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaj3jf/i_wish_i_could_be_transformed_into_a_public_toilet/

self.confessions

There is nothing sweeter than the thought of having hot stinky poos dropped into my mouth every hour of the day for the rest of my life

I wish I could be transformed into a public toilet

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eaj2ha

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaj2ha/an_orgy_at_3_am/

self.confessions

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An orgy at 3 am

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eaiz60

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaiz60/i_forwarded_chainmail_to_a_very_religious_family/

self.confessions

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I forwarded chainmail to a very religious family friend

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eairi5

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eairi5/sad_music/

self.confessions

I used to be a depressed person, and now im in a good place. I have a better job than i couldve ever asked for. (im in the army) and i have the greatest girlfriend in the world When i was depressed i would listen to depressing music, but now im not... And im still listening to the same music? Am i really still low-key depressed, or is it just that i actually like the music? Am i just an emotional fuck lol?

Sad music

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eaioyc

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaioyc/my_family_is_fucked_up/

self.confessions

My mother started to argue with my brother, because she took his phone so he took hers. He didn't want to give back her hers phone, she started to insult him (she insult me and my brother a lot so that's nothing new) and he called her a bitch (we never before called her that) and she started to yell that he fucked up very much, that she will take everything from him. It was the second time I saw her that angry this week (she was insulting my dad that he bought a new microwave) and second time this year. I'm trembling and I want to cry, Idk why? fear?

My family is fucked up

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eainzi

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eainzi/im_the_only_person_my_best_friend_trusts_to_share/

self.confessions

One of my closest friends, who I will call Eric, is the least serious person I have ever met. I don't mean that in a bad way, and it doesn't feel like he forces jokes in every situation, he's just a genuine, laid back person that makes everyone around him laugh. Recently he's been missing a lot of school, he's been out for several weeks now. He reached out to me recently in a very uncharacteristic manner. In text he uses awful grammar, saying shit like "'tis is eric" and "\[OP\] is bringing me to mac donalds 's". This was the manner in which he almost always texts, but when he reached out to me a week ago ish, he initiated the conversation in a very characteristic manner (a snapchat with stickers of our friends making dumb faces and stuff), but he said alongside this "this is a genuine cry for help". honestly, if he hadn't been gone so long I probably would have ignored that. I followed up asking if he was ok and he asked if we could meet face to face, so we went to get breakfast. Over the past three days I learned he has begun cutting himself, considering suicide every day, telling me two plans to kill himself he had, and only getting out of bed the two times we met up over the weekend. I'm the only person he's told, and I don't know what to do. I was in a similar spot about two years ago and ended up attempting to overdose, so I think he views me as wiser or something. I've passed on certain information to our other friends, but mainly just encouraged them to reach out and let eric know we care. He has not responded to any of the people who messaged him this week, not even me since sunday evening. I've been in contact with his mom this whole time, but she also doesn't know what to do. There have been many times this week where I wouldn't hear back from either of them and worry he was in the hospital or dead. It's a real possibility. Last night i messaged my school principal letting him know what I know, since he is the only adult at our school I know cares about his students, and he has more power than i do. last i heard from eric's family, he is in the local hospital for "intake" tonight. I don't really know what that means, as when I was in the hospital for similar reasons, I almost had to get my stomach pumped. anyways, I don't know what's going to happen. I've broken down basically every day this week worried that my closest friend will die any day now, and nobody else seems to understand the severity of eric's depression. I reached out to another friend saying that I'm breaking from the stress, he basically said I need to stop worrying. I know he's safe right now but I am going to crumble very soon if i keep believing he's not alive. No one else in our friend circle would be able to support him like i can, because i don't think he will ever tell anyone else what's wrong, not our mutuals anyways. I'm bucking under this weight i'm carrying and can't ask for help. i know if he does anything to hurt himself, I will blame myself forever

I'm the only person my best friend trusts to share his mental health struggles with, but I can't deal with the stress associated with that

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eailbv

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eailbv/dfiareahh_mannn_teh_sexcond_verse/

self.confessions

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eaiijd

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaiijd/when_i_see_men/

self.confessions

I always wonder what side of their pants that their dicks rest on naturally. Let me know how that comes about lmao

When i see men...

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eaibuu

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eaibuu/i_hate_being_a_59_guy/

self.confessions

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I hate being a 5’9 guy

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eai953

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eai953/the_only_social_life_i_really_have_is_reddit/

self.confessions

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The only social life I really have is reddit.

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eai6br

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eai6br/does_anyone_do_thingsuse_items_that_remind_them/

self.confessions

BLUF: I use to avoid doing/using things that remind me of the exxy days, but years later I comfortably do/use it these things. It took me a good year or so to get over my toxic ex, and I feel great! When we dated, he introduced me to using mane and tail, and shared his green apple chapstick. He would also beat to music by banging his hand on the steering wheel. While I finally have healed from his toxic, manipulative is ways, I still have these bits of memory from him. I kept using mane and tail, thinking "this is one of the only good things I got out of dating him." This year, I finally got green apple chapstick (took a while because the disliked the kissing memories). I catch myself banging on the steering wheel to upbeat music. Does anyone have the same thing going on?

Does anyone do things/use items that remind them of their ex?

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eai52h

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confessions

https://old.reddit.com/r/confessions/comments/eai52h/i_cant_wait_til_my_inlaws_die/

self.confessions

I don’t feel bad about it.

I can’t wait til my in-laws die.