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i have bad period pain.

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I am not an action figure..

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Batman is WAY better than Superman. Bruce Wayne gets to f girls, has lots of money, car, a butler, a sidekick.. Come on.. Superman.. He's a F alien! He's not even human. Clark Kent doesn't get laid, his alter ego is a geek, no car, no money, s*** job. Case Closed!

Batman is WAY better than Superman. Bruce Wayne gets to f**** girls, has lots of money, car, a butle...

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I'm Serious

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I messed up I only broke up with my girlfriend because I got scared I would fall in love with her.

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she refers to me as a boww-woe and I just see her as a fugly cow.

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Mom and son

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ching fart o ling!

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Pedophile rape

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I hate my neighborhood so bad. I hate the town and city I live in too.

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I confess that I kissed my little brother when we were kids.

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incest

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sub guy I am a widower, I'm 43 with a 7 yo daughter. My step son(24), who was like my own son, died in an auto accident 4 months ago. He and his GF "Kim" (not her real name)(23) had a son who is now 19 months. 2 months ago she told me she could no longer afford the house they were renting. My daughter loves her and her son is great. I offered to let them move in with me and we could help each other with the kids and she accepted. Now comes the twist. Two weeks ago she found a contract that I had printed out for my wife and I. It was a comtract of ownership where my wife would be my owner and I would be her slave. Two weeks my mother-in-law took the kids for the weekend so we could get a brake. I took her out to dinner Fri. night and we had a great time with food and drinks. After we got home she opened a bottle of wine and we sat and talked. Thats when she told me what she found and showed it to me. I was at a loss for words and she said it was OK. Kim then told me to look it over. When I looked it over I saw me as "slave" and Kim as "Mistress". She said she thought about it and decided that I still needed an owner. She said she would not force me to sign it, she already did, but she wanted me to sign it and I wouldn't regret it. I was stunned, she is beautiful with an amazing body, she could have any guy she wanted. Why me? Well the way she was looking at me, I couldn't resist her. I picked up the pen pen and signed it, she just smiled at me and said "good boy". She took the contract, put it away ans said "now you belong to me". She sat in a chair made me stand in front of her and said "strip for me slave and show me my property". I did as she commanded and enjoyed it. The rest of the weekend was her training and disciplineing me. That was two week ago and since then I have been obedient. Sometimes she disciplines me just for her plkeasure and I love it. She doesn't know I'm confessing this or she would punish me severely, ok, I might tell her. there is something sexy about a 23 yr. old woman owning me, a 43 yr. old guy, that turns me on. I will do anything she tells me to do, wear anything she tells me to wear, do ANYTHING she tells me to do. I just can't resist her and I liove the fact that she is my owner and I am her property, her s** slave. If u want a coppy of our contract, email me... herslave69@yahoo.com and I'll send it to you.

sub guy I am a widower, I'm 43 with a 7 yo daughter. My step son(24), who was like my own son, died ...

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I'm Not Visually Beautiful. I'm at the age of living vicariously through any place but myself. When you pass through and naught beyond, person to person, you're left to reap substance from solely the mirror. Like everyone, I have good and bad days. I'm in the early years of youth. Suspended at the age of forced presentations and rehearsed dissertations. The elasticity of my skin doesn't attest. At the right position, softly-lit, I can convince people – especially myself – that I'm stunning. With clear, striking azure irises and inviting blood flow to my cheeks and lips. Admittedly, my beauty has not yet been tumble dried beyond wear. This morning, I weighed two-hundred-and-one pounds. 36•31•44. I'm not delusional – I resent being weighed down (yes, pun) by my insecurities, though. Standing 5'9", with good posture & strong wit, I can dominate the room. Graced with a Scandinavian taut waist and rounded hips, sometimes "fat" can be confused with "curvy". Without a supportive bra, my b****** lay, nipples to hades. If I'm completely nude, hunched over, they sit on the most blubbery part of my abdomen. An n-shape on my breastbone does not indicate the curve of my rib cage – instead it's an inverted slope created by the elongated separation of my tetes. If some unknown force muddles the warmth of my skin, translucence reveals blue veins trailing, tracing below my flesh. Stretch marks make it seem like I'm bursting at the seams. Picture an eleven-year-old girl with a body that's already changing in all of the confusing, ridiculous ways that it does during high-hung hormonal growth. The bane of my existence was gym class (well, aside from having a bedridden mother and an absentee father). These bright red, humiliating scars appear – thick & illusive. Disorienting. The fat on my thighs divots in cellulite riddled clumps. It wrinkles over my knee, the cartilage and bone desperately wishing to support, though squandered in attempt. My ass, creasing over my thigh – flat in comparison to my stomach. It goes without saying that being overweight isn't fun. Vanity aside, it negatively impacts everyday functioning. By common rules of physics, I exert more force than somebody with less matter to host. My stamina is depleted with less provocation, my face shows more signs of being flushed, my deeper-set crevices invite more sweat and filth buildup. When I'm seen exercising publicly I know their first thought is either "It's not worth it, just give up" or "How brave of her!" Speaking of which – yes, I can be extraordinarily lazy. Failure by design of plan, my manner of exercise hasn't been carried out in a sustainable fashion. I've gone two weeks of two hours a day on the elliptical to two months of sitting on my ass. I've managed consistency, to some extent. Steady routines lasting a few months at a time. My dietary habits follow a similar pattern. My lowest weight was 175 pounds & that was two years ago (my highest: 223). Ever heard of a fat vegan? I also have bipolar disorder & rapidly changing moods don't make for an undeviating. This doesn't belie the fact that being "skinny" can also be a source of embarrassment for some people – especially men. There are just about as many outward expectations placed on men. I also heavily (again, pun) disagree with the vilification of slim women. Be it naturally or with a concerted effort. I encourage you to keep in mind that thinness is no indication of overall health. I'm not a "fativist", but I believe that those who exercise to the best of their ability and make a conscious effort to eat nourishing earn the right to treat themselves occasionally – or at least enjoy their food. In no way do I endorse the consumption of processed, mass-produced food. I'm not to the point where I revolt those who I am attracted to. I've been involved with good-looking, intelligent people. Words like "voluptuous", "gorgeous", "fine", "sexy" have been thrown around. I don't know what I'm supposed to do with that information. Just absorbing the kind words would invite apathy, settling. I invite whatever harsh words this confession stimulates. Be it the sway of my other positive qualities or simple politeness, my friends (and partners) keep it to themselves. I can't remember the last time I was outright condemned for my appearance. I appreciate the anonymous honesty. If not for my looks but for my overwhelming obsession with looks. I am sixteen, anyways.

I'm Not Visually Beautiful. I'm at the age of living vicariously through any place but myself. When ...

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that house fire on the farm was no accident. someone was behind it. I can't say who but I have a fair idea who the little sneak arsonist was.

that house fire on the farm was no accident. someone was behind it. I can't say who but I have a fai...

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one time bugsy and i were alone in a recording radio studio when i was a kid of 6 i would hang out with my dad at radio places while he did voice overs. i didn't know bugsy was that old. he didn't look his age. but glad nothing ever came of it.

one time bugsy and i were alone in a recording radio studio when i was a kid of 6 i would hang out ...

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when I was 6 or 7 I would have fucked bugsy if I had been given half the chance to but my mother never allowed me to be around him much or my male much much much older cousins. I always had a crush on 2 of my male cousins, 1 was a first male cousin, we did sexual things, well he did to me when I was 3, but my 2nd cousin patrick is a millionaire and lives in a winery I like his wife and I would never tell that I had feelings for him. we used to hang out as kids and spend xmas together and get up to some fun but never sexual. the one of the best nights of my life was sleeping next to my male much much much older cousin and his mate when I was 6 and they were near 20. my mother would die if she knew but there was nothing sexual that night. one of my sisters boyfriends used to cuddle up to me all 4 of us, my sister her boyfriend and her best friend and me, we were all of 11 and my sister was 16 and her boyfriend was 18 but that night he was touching and caressing my arms and back and he knew it was me and not my sister, lets just put it that way. I spent a threesome night with will and michelle. I was seriously worried the two of them would go off and have a fuck in the bathroom that night. we didn't do a thing sexual. he just let us sleep in his hotel room and bought us breakfast and his company paid for it all. that was one of the best nights of my life. but I was so shy and unwell. I had a serious period issue then when my periods and blood gases would overload with ammonia. some pathologists at the hospital wanted to do an arterial blood, they need a doctor to do that. I always vomit around my periods for the last 20 years its been bad vomiting that is why I don't drink alcohol anymore. I just rang a nurse I am not feeling good. sometimes I want more love then I get and I am sick of all this bullshit everyone around me is nuts but me. I swear... I feel stupid that I was so shy I didn't know what to do or if I should get his number or what was appropriate in that situation. I only see my older cousins rarely now. I deliberately avoided my aunties funneral to avoid seeing my 2nd cousin and I didn't go to his wedding. no hard feelings, his wife is nice. but the past is best left that way. what can I say, he is so rich and goes to africa a lot. we are worlds apart. I never knew a lot of my older cousins and their kids only the 1. the funny thing was he liked me too. I thought I was so ugly as a teen and he said I was pretty. i thought "you must be nuts mate" the whole time I sat there i was too afraid to even talk to him. he was so good looking but he was a very beautiful baby as well and I had photos of him as a baby I used to keep and when I was 15 I wanted a baby just like him. no one understood. by then bugsy left it too late when he came back he didn't tell me who he was and vicky was the bitch of the piece. vicky did a few of my older male cousins over and a few more I always got on with her ok but i could see there was friction with pat and his brother over her and it was his brother who married her and it was never gonna last, then she moved on to bugsy and I don't know if louise ever knew that. I went to their wedding and I deliberately had nothing to do with bugsy because of him with louise. it took a long time to work it all out with the whole nick/bruce game. so fucking confusing. god knows what they all do these days and the stupid games they play.

when I was 6 or 7 I would have fucked bugsy if I had been given half the chance to but my mother nev...

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do I's looks like I's cares! Nah!

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thank god my family is not like all this pedo stuff.

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well wait til she puts you jail when she wants some new hot cock! you belong in jail dirty pedophile. camera's are watching cia, kgb and mi5 can follow your link on here too. they probably know who you are and how to get you when they are ready.

well wait til she puts you jail when she wants some new hot cock! you belong in jail dirty pedophile...

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Confessions about 'General'

i have bad period pain.

I am not an action figure..

Batman is WAY better than Superman. Bruce Wayne gets to f**** girls, has lots of money, car, a butler, a sidekick.. Come on.. Superman.. He's a F****** alien! He's not even human. Clark Kent doesn't get laid, his alter ego is a geek, no car, no money, s***** job. Case Closed!

I'm Serious

I messed up I only broke up with my girlfriend because I got scared I would fall in love with her.

she refers to me as a boww-woe and I just see her as a fugly cow.

Mom and son

ching fart o ling!

Pedophile rape

I hate my neighborhood so bad. I hate the town and city I live in too.

I confess that I kissed my little brother when we were kids.

incest

that house fire on the farm was no accident. someone was behind it. I can't say who but I have a fair idea who the little sneak arsonist was.

one time bugsy and i were alone in a recording radio studio when i was a kid of 6 i would hang out with my dad at radio places while he did voice overs. i didn't know bugsy was that old. he didn't look his age. but glad nothing ever came of it.

do I's looks like I's cares! Nah!

thank god my family is not like all this pedo stuff.

well wait til she puts you jail when she wants some new hot cock! you belong in jail dirty pedophile. camera's are watching cia, kgb and mi5 can follow your link on here too. they probably know who you are and how to get you when they are ready.

Batman is WAY better than Superman. Bruce Wayne gets to f girls, has lots of money, car, a butler, a sidekick.. Come on.. Superman.. He's a F alien! He's not even human. Clark Kent doesn't get laid, his alter ego is a geek, no car, no money, s*** job. Case Closed!