Confessions about 'Blasphemy'

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If you don't know what it is it's a crappy beta where you make gay ass farm with Pokemon.Usually I'd give Pokemon a pass but it's a disgrace to the franchise like WTF.The battle system sucks most of your time is spent clicking on eggs and Pokemon and there's not even Ash-Greninja,that's right the best thing about the best starter is not even there yet they have crappy fan fiction bi products called Fakemon which is stupid even the people running the game made themselves Pokemon to give their egos a good jerkin' like wtf.This overall one of the worst fangames I ever played and is a disgrace to the franchise.I gave it chance cance but it sucked!

If you don't know what it is it's a crappy beta where you make gay ass farm with Pokemon.Usually I'd...

Blasphemy

I Hate My Name If you are thinking of naming your child this,your child will probably hate you for it. I know I hated my mom for this name.

I Hate My Name If you are thinking of naming your child this,your child will probably hate you for...

Hate, Blasphemy

earth day lol lmao I'm seeing all of these bitches posting shit like "love the earth and what it gives you" or "happy earth day!!1!11!!" lmao I don't see u helping out the earth driving your suv and leaving behind a huge carbon footprint. actually cherish the earth and then come back to me w that "I love the earth!1!1!!1!!" bullshit.

earth day lol lmao I'm seeing all of these bitches posting shit like "love the earth and what it g...

Abuse, Blasphemy

scrupulousity

Adultery, Pride, Murder, Love, Lie, Abuse, Hate, Violence, Gay, Hacking, Stealing, Marriage, Blasphemy, Sex

I hate my fanatic religious grandmother, right. Today, my very religious grandmother walked in on me masturbating. She's sending me to bible camp.

I hate my fanatic religious grandmother, right. Today, my very religious grandmother walked in on me...

Abuse, Blasphemy

yeh well, boy george doesn't look poor or sick or lonely or nice to me.

Blasphemy

I have had a stalker called bunnypoeta making threats at me, telling me to fight and he was not helping me. he said he was from Portugal and had 2 kids and worked in IT and was considering having an affair with a virgin who walked past his house every day. and then he made threats at me saying he was "going to teach me a very very very harsh lesson" bunnypoeta is a nutter. http://bunnypoeta.weebly.com/ I have done nothing to this person. I don't even know who they are or why they contacted me to stalk me and call me dirty names and abuse me. Its more than obvious I don't want to be around someone has fucked up and egomania has this guy. police have said i am not responsible for what i did as a direct result of this bunnypoeta threatening me if i didn't do what he said. i was a battered woman when he started abusing me and I have been a battered child as well. what ever he made me do i did under duress and out of fear from his threats and this is the exact same thing that the child sexual abuser did to me as kid and also the rapist ken carey who raped me. I have had enough of this abuse and I would like some better support please. this is not normal, anyone can see this kind of abuse bullypoeta was doing to me is not normal. the guy is a nutter and should be in a maximum security mental jail with other criminals. he should be avoided as he is evil. he seemed to be hung up on wicca calenders and tailsman bullshit that only a spastic can be fooled by that shit on shit! sin on sin ! only a sinner of the worst kind to humanity can do this abuse.

I have had a stalker called bunnypoeta making threats at me, telling me to fight and he was not help...

Hate, Blasphemy

I have been masturbating 19 hours a day for the last 30 years so I don't have a sexual problem.

Abuse, Hate, Blasphemy

This is such a weird confession... I just really hope that no one makes fun of me cause this is big for me to talk about this even on an anonomous web site. So... I am a very successful woman, I have my life together, I dont feel like Im crazy or anything, but I have a SERIOUS compulsion. Since I have been probably 10 or 11 years old I have compulsively and obsessively picking at my skin. Its like im a recovering crack addict or something!!! (Im not though lol) This doesnt sound like it would be that big of a deal, but I have horrible scars all over my arms, legs, back...everywhere. I have some problems with anxiety and i think this may be where it stems from. I cannot stop doing it for anything. I would usually make fun of someone who says they cant stop compulsively eating or nail-biting or some other obsession- but i realize that this is an addiction just like those things. I am so sick of people asking about the sores on my body, Im sick of hiding them with band-aids and make -up... Ive done some research, apparently this is called psychogenic excoriation, there are forums overflowing with people talking about it. I never knew until today that this was an actual psychological problem. I feel better knowing that its not just me. Ive seen pictures of people who have it worse than me and they basically tore their skin apart... I hope to God i never get that bad. A lot of people take anti-depressents for it... I dont think that will help me. I was on zoloft a few years ago for other reasons and it did nothing for this problem. I think i just have to work really hard to stop- I just dont know how

This is such a weird confession... I just really hope that no one makes fun of me cause this is big ...

Abuse, Blasphemy

This is such a weird confession... I just really hope that no one makes fun of me cause this is big for me to talk about this even on an anonomous web site. So... I am a very successful woman, I have my life together, I dont feel like Im crazy or anything, but I have a SERIOUS compulsion. Since I have been probably 10 or 11 years old I have compulsively and obsessively picking at my skin. Its like im a recovering crack addict or something!!! (Im not though lol) This doesnt sound like it would be that big of a deal, but I have horrible scars all over my arms, legs, back...everywhere. I have some problems with anxiety and i think this may be where it stems from. I cannot stop doing it for anything. I would usually make fun of someone who says they cant stop compulsively eating or nail-biting or some other obsession- but i realize that this is an addiction just like those things. I am so sick of people asking about the sores on my body, Im sick of hiding them with band-aids and make -up... Ive done some research, apparently this is called psychogenic excoriation, there are forums overflowing with people talking about it. I never knew until today that this was an actual psychological problem. I feel better knowing that its not just me. Ive seen pictures of people who have it worse than me and they basically tore their skin apart... I hope to God i never get that bad. A lot of people take anti-depressents for it... I dont think that will help me. I was on zoloft a few years ago for other reasons and it did nothing for this problem. I think i just have to work really hard to stop- I just dont know how

This is such a weird confession... I just really hope that no one makes fun of me cause this is big ...

Abuse, Blasphemy

This is such a weird confession... I just really hope that no one makes fun of me cause this is big for me to talk about this even on an anonomous web site. So... I am a very successful woman, I have my life together, I dont feel like Im crazy or anything, but I have a SERIOUS compulsion. Since I have been probably 10 or 11 years old I have compulsively and obsessively picking at my skin. Its like im a recovering crack addict or something!!! (Im not though lol) This doesnt sound like it would be that big of a deal, but I have horrible scars all over my arms, legs, back...everywhere. I have some problems with anxiety and i think this may be where it stems from. I cannot stop doing it for anything. I would usually make fun of someone who says they cant stop compulsively eating or nail-biting or some other obsession- but i realize that this is an addiction just like those things. I am so sick of people asking about the sores on my body, Im sick of hiding them with band-aids and make -up... Ive done some research, apparently this is called psychogenic excoriation, there are forums overflowing with people talking about it. I never knew until today that this was an actual psychological problem. I feel better knowing that its not just me. Ive seen pictures of people who have it worse than me and they basically tore their skin apart... I hope to God i never get that bad. A lot of people take anti-depressents for it... I dont think that will help me. I was on zoloft a few years ago for other reasons and it did nothing for this problem. I think i just have to work really hard to stop- I just dont know how

This is such a weird confession... I just really hope that no one makes fun of me cause this is big ...

Abuse, Blasphemy

I was afraid for my boyfriend to meet my family and friends cuz i was afraid they would laugh and think he was good looking enough for me. I relized i was being ridiculous and that i need to get over myself and them see the person im so in love with and he met my family and they loved him!!

I was afraid for my boyfriend to meet my family and friends cuz i was afraid they would laugh and th...

Adultery, Hate, Gay, Blasphemy

So there's this guy that i like. I'm liking him for about a year now. I like his smile, the way he talks, the way he walks, the way he says my name, the way he ignores me, the way he looks at me. As in everything. There are girls having a crush on him too. So i am thinking to just stop here and move on. But i feel something different in the way he looks at me. But I don't want to assume. All I know is that I'm loving him. Every minute, every second. I Love You JM!

So there's this guy that i like. I'm liking him for about a year now. I like his smile, the way he t...

Marriage, Blasphemy, Sex

Landlady Two weeks ago I went on rooms at my landlady. She is in her early sixties and is more than chubby to name a few. I like that kind of women, they are often very warm and friendly and it felt comfortabilty at once. (I'm a 18 y.o. man) Last night, she was already in bed, she called me and it's not hard to guess what happened if I tell you that I left her behind this morning with a big smile on her face. She loves my energy, she said. I am here for a three-year sports training and I think I get a lot of exercise.

Landlady Two weeks ago I went on rooms at my landlady. She is in her early sixties and is more than...

Blasphemy

Okay so two days ago i ordered an eyeshadiw palette from ebay with MY money. From MY WORK. And today it came. I was happy so I showed it to my mom. She looks at it and goes, ' where did u get this?" Me- " eBay" her -" this is ridiculous. You should have asked permission " and then she walks out.I ask her why it's ridiculous and she doesn't answer and proceeds to tell my dad that I ordered something. By myself. I UGHHH why?!?!?!!! Why is she like this to me! It was my money that I worked for!

Okay so two days ago i ordered an eyeshadiw palette from ebay with MY money. From MY WORK. And today...

Blasphemy

I have played the piano since I was three years old, and I am considering a career in this field. In June, the most important pedal broke and now everything sounds stacatto, even when its supposed to sound pretty and lyrical. My parents got all pissed when the piano technician couldn't fix it. The technician said that we would have to get a new piano because ours would break completely between 6 months and 10 years. I asked for a new piano because this is what I want to do with my life. I practice around four hours a day and it is miserable to practice when everything sounds shitty and there's no hope of improvement. Now, the middle a key is broken. it will not stop ringing and it is wrecking all of my music. How can my parents expect me to improve at the piano and get scholarships to college when I can't even practice correctly on our piece of shit piano. I understand that pianos are expensive but considering that my dad is the CEO of a successful company, you'd think they could spare an extra 500 dollars and buy me a piano. Whenever one of my sibling needs a new trombone, drumset, x box, euphonium, etcetra, they get it almost immediately. They don't understand that piano is all I have in life. I can't play sports anymore because of ACL injuries and they don't understand that piano is the only thing I have to do with my life. I'm pretty smart, but I really love music and want to spend my whole life playing the piano. It is the only thing that makes me happy since I can't play soccer anymore, and now I'm getting piano taken away from me too. It makes me so sad and upset that I don't get to do anything that I love, but when my parents see me cry about it, they call me over dramatic and spoiled. I don't understand how it is spoiled to be sad because i am losing something I love. This is equivalent to someone I am close to dying. To not be able to practice the piano after practicing hours a day since I was three years old is like losing a spouse after 13 years of marriage. They could just get the piano freaking fixed. I don't even necessarily need a new one, if this one key would work, i would be satisified, even though my teacher says that my technique is getting to be horrible since I can't use pedal at all. I seriously hate my parents. I can't live in this house without the piano. It is the only thing that I have ever been good at, and it makes me happy. My parents are just trying to make me miserable and depressed, and its working. I have no way to practice and they insist that i can practice at school, but thats kind of impossible since I don't have any free periods and I"m not allowed to leave during lunch. What the fuck. I hate them so much. All I want is a piano repair but they're too cheap to fucking do that. I know they make a lot of money, they're just trying to make me miserable and awful at the only thing I like. UGH.

I have played the piano since I was three years old, and I am considering a career in this field. In...

Blasphemy

I don't want to fit in with people or others. so?!!!

Adultery, Pride, Murder, Love, Lie, Abuse, Hate, Violence, Gay, Hacking, Stealing, Marriage, Blasphemy, Sex

I was just on Tumblr looking for a sarcastic picture quote, and I stupidly just searched "picture quote" (rather than "funny picture quote" or something). And then I'm hit with 2,000,000,000 picture quotes posted by girls who think they're flawed as hell. Now, I'm not gonna lie. These girls ARE flawed (mainly because they posted these stupid things). But these girls (who think they're flawed) don't think so. Make sense? No. These hormonal crazies (who I will bet posted these on their periods) post crap about how you shouldn't care what people think and girls that eat Big Macs are cool and shit. (1) IF YOU GO BY THAT LOGIC YOU'RE FLAWLESS AS HELL YOU FATTY. (2) This is to people who reply with a compliment: DON'T. These girls are attention whores and you're feeding their stupidity now that they know it works. (3) See? You bring more flaws to you by justifying your flawedness. And, lemme tell you, NO GUY WOULD PREFER A FLAWED CHICK OVER A FLAWLESS. FLAWLESS = FORGIVING ENOUGH TO LET YOU SLEEP AROUND AND HOT AS HELL AND NICE ENOUGH TO DO ANYTHING FOR YOU. FLAWED IS FLAWED AND IT SUCKS. Get over it.

I was just on Tumblr looking for a sarcastic picture quote, and I stupidly just searched "picture qu...

Blasphemy, General

Spank If you spank a child you're Inbread white trash or a niggar, and your parents were mostly inbread white trash or niggars too?

Spank If you spank a child you're Inbread white trash or a niggar, and your parents were mostly inb...

Blasphemy, Sex

NOTE: I REUPLOADED THIS BECAUSE I AM AUTISTIC AND I DIDN'T KNOW TO PUT THE RANT HERE. Sorry to bother those of you looking for another story. :( Might as well start somewhere. This is horrendous. I spent no time checking for grammar this exists purely for my own amusement. Be free to criticize it all you like. :) I know little to nothing about the chemical bonds that occur within our heads inducing attraction between people. However I do know what triggers them, via firsthand experience. Before 6th grade I was like any other kid. Girls are gross, curiously that fragment of my childhood imagination holds true to this day. Just like any other kid I ran and did stupid shit, and I had an unhealthy obsession with dinosaurs and extinct animals. This type of obsession is, what I believe, the catalyst for my bullying. Today I look back and realize that the kids who picked on me were immense dipshits who are undoubtedly working at a Mc Donalds somewhere, but back then I was hurt constantly. Up until 4th grade when I moved I retained a rater polite personality, for I dealt with all onslaughts with cordial dis attachment. Moving to a new place I found everyone to be nice and accepting of me. Oddly enough this triggered my change into a double edged person. I still act cordially with strangers, but among colleagues I could care less. Most people find my cordial side unapproachable and to this day it remains a mild problem coupled with the fact I am rather fat and ugly as shit,( hence my self proclaimed nickname �Turnip�). However my other side, the side in which I state whatever I feel like, has earned me many friends. Back to the issue at hand, I fell in love the first time in 6th grade. As you can imagine a shitty little fat kid like me wasn�t really hot shit with the ladies, however this one girl took pity on me. I personally found her to have an extremely appealing face with round features and a nice smile, however the general opinion was that she met an �average standard,� as for what average means to this day I still do not know, however I fell in love with her because of the kindness she showed to me. In stories often times people grow romantic attachments because of simple things like acts of kindness or acts of bravery. I myself thought this to be total bullshit; however I now realize how true it is. I do not understand the process that goes into this type of thought, however I do know this, I have been affected by it twice counting my 6th grade crush. As a kid and to this day I remain on the lower end of looks. I am not gay so I can�t judge male appearances well, but I know I am far from a handsome guy, a Turnip in comparison. So when this Turnip gets attention form one of the opposite gender for the first time, he started to develop his first true feelings for another person. As a �cordial� person my social life was rather small, I had like five close friends and everybody else knew me as a buddy, nothing more. No contact outside of school reinforced the status of me being on the middle end of popularity. Through observation of my own no one found me to be unlikable, just a bit odd. Anyways I almost never talked to her and when I opened my damn mouth about my feelings, that ship crashed an iceberg and never resurfaced. The next few months were a time of attempted rationalization where upon I drew up many drafts of sa similar story akin to this, however it was the second person I liked that spurred me to write this. The problem with my first love is she was too kind. I know more than one person who has fallen to her charms, yet she refuses to respond to any of them. It is not her fault, however if you ever do read this know that you should be meaner to get your points across, for they certainly fell flat with me. Rather coincidentally love 1 and 2 hit it off shortly after meeting one another outside of my eyes. Now then on to the one I�m hung up on to this moment. The first time I saw her I just figured she transferred, I did not notice anything defining about her aside from her glasses,(my fetish lying therein) and her know it all personality. I understand why I was bullied, know it all bastards should go kill them selves. Strangely I never thought this harshly about her, though I did notice some other feelings akin to that well up towards her from my collages. She isn�t very attractive, dead average at best as far as looks go, and her social aptitude is atrocious. An introvert who can�t read the situation around her for shit,( hence the name fish.) I had history and P.E with her, one of which I used my cordial demeanor, and tho former in which I used my other side. Through the influence of friends of friends we ended up talking more and I ended up opening more and more about my self to her. As we talked it seemed as if she really enjoyed talking to me, standing close and using rather confusing wording. Eventually one of my friends told me to ask her out because we would make a good couple. I had been thinking about this prior and She wasn�t especially hot, she had some personality quirks I hated and she seemed indifferent to what she was hinting at. Now that I think about it the time I spent with her talking about random nothings was the greatest time I had had in any class that year, and she was the person I looked forward to talking to the most at the end and beginning of everyday. One day she brought up past relationships and used that rather �MISLEADING� choice of wording she had always done before hand. The seed of my subconscious had been planted and she was all I could think about. Eventually I did ask her out, but she dodged the subject. To this moment I do not understand how mentally fucking challenged she was. WHEN YOU SAY SHIT LIKE �I WILL TAKE YOU WITH ME WHEN I FEEL LIKE DITCHING CLASS BECAUSE YOU COMPLETE ME� OR WHEN YOU SAY THINGS LIKE �YOU WILL DO THIS WITH ME BECAUSE YOU LOVE HANGING OUT WITH ME� SOME PEOPLE MIGHT GET A LITTLE CONFUSED YOU FUCKING AUTISTIC INTROVERTED FUCK. I ASKED YOU OUT BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU DID YOU BITCH I DON�T CARE IF YOU HAVEN'T HAD ANY EXPERIENCE WITH MEN BEFORE, WITH HOW FUCKING SMART YOU SAY YOU ARE YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO ASCERTAIN WHETHER OR NOT YOU ARE FLIRTING WITH SOMEONE, YOU DISABLED WASTE OF FUCKING SPACE. That about sums up my feelings towards her actions, however I still love her. She may be the most socially inept person I�ve ever met, but despite that the fun I had with her was some of the most fun I�ve ever had in my life. I do believe that she said no because of my grotesque appearance, but I cling on to hope that she harbors something for me, otherwise I have lost faith in humanity, for how can someone be so fucking bad at social relations? I still hold on to these feelings and I will keep trying until the introverted piece of shit returns them. Overall I�d say this experience has helped me grow, for I have never looked down upon another of the opposite sex of which I have been infatuated with before. These experiences help us grow as people and I would go through it again, however I really wish it was legal to grow clones of people and then fucking murder them. And that about sums up the current story of the Turnip not knowing what to do to the fish.

NOTE: I REUPLOADED THIS BECAUSE I AM AUTISTIC AND I DIDN'T KNOW TO PUT THE RANT HERE. Sorry to bothe...

Blasphemy