Me olvide de poner las “;” al final de todas las sentencias en el proyecto de mi examen, espero san google me perdone
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Yesterday i was very drun and drugs
i got drunk and i slept with my friends fiance
and i didnt feel bad about it because she did the same thing to him.
however i do feel bad on some level because it is not the way my mother raised me
they have since gotten back together, and are doing well, but he is still cheating on her, but not with me….
i dont deserve forgiveness, but i wish to be excempt of some of the guilt i have.
estoy muy arrepentido deje que mi novia abortara
i’ve done many bad things, and i’m repentant, i hope than you escueseme! thanks
Every tag i wrote. Im watching porn right now.
I kissed another boy when I was drunk and never told my bf. This is the 2nd time it’s happened. My bf and I have been together for 2.5 years.
This is a test. I did not do anything mentioned in this message.
I wasted my life. Going in circles, always trying to do the right thing but it ends up wrong. Now it is too late.
Okay so I’m at an after party in Brisbane and there is this older woman who has had a lot to drink. After talking to her for a while she starts buying me drinks and getting really friendly, putting her arm around me and grabbing my ass and such. After a while she’s telling my friends who much she wishes she could take me back to her hotel room but she’s there with her sister and her brother in law and if she did that, they would tell her husband. I suggest my hotel room, she says she’s tempted but she can’t, she suggests we go behind the bar in an alley, but I wasn’t down with that, she goes inside to buy another drink, and my friend tells me to go in after her, I stop her before she gets to the bar and look over at the womens washroom and she drags me into it, asks some girls that were inside if they had a problem with us fucking in a stall, and they didn’t, so we did. Afterwards she told me she’s been married for 15 years and has two kids.
So I dated this girl for about a year and she is wonderful and for some reason she thought I was wonderful as well. We were in love. I had never been in love before, so it was awesome and excellent and different.
And for at least a portion of our time together, I’d like to think I was as well. But at about nine months in I decided that I didn’t want to hang out with like every night and just wanted to sit at home and watch my friends play video games. It was an alright time. I got off work at 3:30 and she got off work at 6:00 and she would call me after working out at like 7:30 and want to hang out and I would tell that I wanted to go to sleep early because I had to be at work at 8:30 in the morning. So basically my reason for not wanting to hang out with her every night was because I didn’t have time, which I did have and chose to spend it doing other things. This went on for a little while with me actually being excited about not having to hang out with her for various reasons.
And I tried to break up with her about 11 months in and I told her I needed space and there was a week that went by where she would call and I would be short with her on the phone. But eventually after this week ended I realized I really adored this girl and wanted to marry her and be with her forever so I told her that I adored her and everything was okay. She didn’t hesitate a lot to take me back.
About a month later the same thing happened on her brother’s birthday and I had been thinking too much about not wanting to have my “own time” and basically dipped out on everything I was a part of in my life. I quit helping at my church and going to my small group and I quit being her boyfriend and I was short about it. Her feelings didn’t change and she would still call me daily, which would annoy me more than anything, and then call after I tried to abruptly end the call. And I just wasn’t letting up and eventually I saw her at a show about a week after I broke up with her. She wanted to see me and wanted me to take her back. She asked me if I still loved her and I said I didn’t have anything for her. I tried to call her a couple weeks later when I wanted to talk to her, but she didn’t answer and I left a message.
So a couple of weeks went by of me living out my dream of watching television shows and drinking beer on my couch after work. I guess it was what I always wanted. Her and I were supposed to go on this ski trip with a lot of friends, but I decided to not go so she could have a good time. This was roughly five weeks after I broke up with that this took place.
I was drinking some vodka with my friend and getting obliterated on my birthday. It was pretty cool and we played this game in my basement and were throwing this sock full of chalk that we use to work out with at each other. I hate getting hit with it and chalk was all over me. So I did this running start and jumped across the garage to throw the sock at him and ended up just hitting my head into the railing that the garage doors roll upon. So my head was bleeding and the game was over. I went upstairs and I had this urge to call her so I did and she answered. She was on the ski trip with all of our shared friends and she was having a good time. She wished me happy birthday and we had a nice conversation and I told her I’d call her when she got back.
At the point that I hit my head and acquired a scar similar to that of Harry Potter on my forehead, I realized the errors of my ways and how I mistreated her. I bought her flowers and called her and wrote her a song and basically gave her far too much attention for a couple of weeks there. I thought it would be easy and she would take me back.
I hang out with her pretty much every day, but there is this other guy who “hasn’t done anything wrong” but she refuses to just see one of us. I feel terrible about him being around and how I missed things up and I’ve apologized a million times to her and I believe she really have forgiven me.
The problem lies in that this has been going on for about five months now with no end in sight either way. I wish she would forgive me and take me back or forgive me and let me go, but she keeps me in this odd place where she wants to know who I’m with and what I’m doing but keeps things from me. I love her with my life.
Forgive me, I´m drunk right now…as I was yesterday and the day before yesterday.
Shiuut…I’m a great drunk!!
I had sex with my wife before I married her, and I beat up the woman I was having an affair with and her dog out of anger. Afterwards I went back to my spot on the curb behind the 7-11, drunk, playing country music hoping for change. I started taking the Lord’s name in vain against this man who didn’t give me change, and I beat up his kid. He didn’t do anything, and was worried his wife might find out, who was still in the car. I said I wouldn’t tell if he paid me. And he did. So when his wife came out, she was stunning and I wanted her. Instead, I stole from her. Surprisingly, she had cocaine on her. I started selling it once she was gone, but one guy didn’t pay so I chased after him and killed him. I had no intention of forgiving him. My wife found me doing this and promptly divorced me. So out of envy (I still wanted her for my own), I pantsed her in front of everyone! That turned me on somehow. Pants around the ankles. I bought a lot of stuff online using fake credit card numbers, then went to the gay bar and had quite the time. I realized I hated everyone in Uganda and I wanted their food, so I killed every last one of them. After that I hacked into an ATM with illegal software and got a lot of money. I went to my sister’s home, and noticed she was in the shower. So I walked right in and had sex with her, forcefully. I lied and said I was still married to make it feel more exciting. Needless to say, she was very uncomfortable, but I loved her. At that point I started to lose faith in God and still felt horny, so I jacked off. However, I looked in my neighbor’s yard and saw a little girl. So I went over and had sex with her, after peeing on their lawn. Then my hoes (you know, hookers) saw some gays and even though I had a little stint I hated them all and thought they were all horrible people who couldn’t talk normally. I asked God, “what kind of cruel God would allow such horrible people in our world?†So I ran over a squirrel and proudly displayed it to everyone as my new God. I spilled a drink, but I was too lazy to clean it up. I flipped on “Jeopardy!†but I couldn’t get any answers right because I was too stupid, so in the name of Satan I began trashing the house. I found some TOP SECRET documents by chance while doing so, and in spite I turned it over to the French.
I can’t say. The world would blow up.
Puked in a disfunctional toilette and left the area. No idea who had to get the water to clean it.
I’m a guy and I kissed several men when I was drunk. I also kissed a cousin.
I broke up with my girlfriend and slept with her best friend.
I did a threesome last night. best sin ever!
I had sex with my wife before I married her, and I beat up the woman I was having an affair with and her dog out of anger. Afterwards I went back to my spot on the curb behind the 7-11, drunk, playing country music hoping for change. I started taking the Lord’s name in vain against this man who didn’t give me change, and I beat up his kid. He didn’t do anything, and was worried his wife might find out, who was still in the car. I said I wouldn’t tell if he paid me. And he did. So when his wife came out, she was stunning and I wanted her. Instead, I stole from her. Surprisingly, she had cocaine on her. I started selling it once she was gone, but one guy didn’t pay so I chased after him and killed him. I had no intention of forgiving him. My wife found me doing this and promptly divorced me. So out of envy (I still wanted her for my own), I pantsed her in front of everyone! That turned me on somehow. Pants around the ankles. I bought a lot of stuff online using fake credit card numbers, then went to the gay bar and had quite the time. I realized I hated everyone in Uganda and I wanted their food, so I killed every last one of them. After that I hacked into an ATM with illegal software and got a lot of money. I went to my sister’s home, and noticed she was in the shower. So I walked right in and had sex with her, forcefully. I lied and said I was still married to make it feel more exciting. Needless to say, she was very uncomfortable, but I loved her. At that point I started to lose faith in God and still felt horny, so I jacked off. However, I looked in my neighbor’s yard and saw a little girl. So I went over and had sex with her, after peeing on their lawn. Then my hoes (you know, hookers) saw some gays and even though I had a little stint I hated them all and thought they were all horrible people who couldn’t talk normally. I asked God, “what kind of cruel God would allow such horrible people in our world?” So I ran over a squirrel and proudly displayed it to everyone as my new God. I spilled a drink, but I was too lazy to clean it up. I flipped on “Jeopardy!” but I couldn’t get any answers right because I was too stupid, so in the name of Satan I began trashing the house. I found some TOP SECRET documents by chance while doing so, and in spite I turned it over to the French.
I did everything anybody hare said they did
I had sex with this girl I met at a rave in a porta-potty. I was completely drunk, I drank about 10 vodka redbulls that night and the worst part about it is i think she was a man.
Premarital sex, fighting, not loving thy neighbour
Was drunk, will be drunk again.
Once painted a network of crucifixes so that they represented a swastika.
Didn’t forgive Smuckers for making Mint Jelly, but did forgive Reiser for killing his wife.
Totally supports having sex before the wedding, especially JUST before the wedding with multiple people.
Illegal software is the only software.
Incest is hot especially if it’s gay.
4chan, 7chan, 12chan, Reddit, Digg, Crackberry.
I was at a formal party where my friend’s friends and family were attending. I had a few too many drinks and according to friends, blacked out by the middle of the night. Somewhere in that time period, I had 10+ drinks, harassed my friend’s boyfriend and brother, danced with her boyfriend’s parents in a not so nice way, threw up on a friend’s expensive shoes, threw up everywhere in the bathroom, threw up in my friend’s car and had to get helped home by 3 friends. Somehow my friends talked the bartender out of calling 911, the caterers called her the next day and got bitched at for what I did. I got a nasty 24-hour hangover and 2 weeks worth of regret with a long list of people to apologize to.






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