- Anne Whateley
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And how many of them are just accepting the pics, and showing their friends while laughing at the dumb bitch sending them nudes?
quote:I never show my face, or even pose nude
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- Stunt_enby
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lol all the insecure male goons getting their fee fees hurt itt
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lol all the insecure male goons getting their fee fees hurt itt
That's like thrice redundant
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- maskenfreiheit
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i aint gay but lowtax is for suckin' my dick!!
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Sep 3, 2017 02:58
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- loquacius
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Some Friday earlier this year, my wife went to work, I had the day off. I woke up at 9:30 just soaked in piss. I hadn't been drinking, no drugs, nothing. Just pissed the bed at age 35. We have a temperpedic bed. That poo poo is like a sponge. Now its a piss soaked sponge. I woke up and went into hyper mode. I cleaned the bed, stripped off every sheet, washed it all, scrubbed the bed, and felt immense shame. Crazy shame. Lots of it.
After going through 3 towels soaking up piss, i let the bed air dry. That's when my stupid bitch cat thought to herself "Hey there's already piss here, guess I can piss too." Now I got this sponge mattress full of cat piss. In the end, I guess it was OK because I could blame the mess on the cat, but in my heart I know. I know we still sleep on a mattress that has my pee particles in it.
I am the shamed pee man.
Your cat was just being a bro. Got you all the way off the hook. Give her some tuna or something for that poo poo.
Does one see a doctor for unexplained adult bedwetting? I harangue confessors about stuff like that all the time but I am not an expert on this particular topic.
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I'm a radio enthusiast. I'm sure that will get some laughs, but it's a good hobby and I discover some fun things. I've recently been picking up a pirate radio station from Texas and getting some updates on the hurricane recovery. I've built and rebuilt radios, sent shortwave messages out... basically all the nerdy stuff you think of.
For the last 6 weeks I've been carefully monitoring a weird "Numbers Station" I found by accident. If you don't know what a numbers station is, it's a super repetitive, repeating message and the prevailing theory is they're Cold War leftovers.
Anyway this station seemed like the same thing, at least at first. Mystery female voice repeating numbers every 10-15 minutes. Between that was random tones and bells. The numbers didn't change at all when I first listened.
After s few days though, they did. To s phone number. I called that number and, quite frankly, scared the poo poo out of myself. It asked for an "agent number" and I randomly keyed in things. Every number combo I tried gave me random things. Sometimes I just got hung up on. Sometimes it would read off numbers, or say things. Once I even got a song played.
I felt like I exhausted all my options eventually and just gave up.
Since then I've started having weird things happen. Unmarked letters in my mailbox, without anything in the envelope. 7 of them so far. Lots of spam phone calls saying I've won prizes and just need to show up somewhere. The other day I saw a black van trailing me for a few miles after I left the house. I was scared and pulled into a Walmart parking lot to scare them off, and it worked.
I think I might have accidentally discovered some kind of government secret spy network, although I learned absolutely nothing from the numbers station or the phone number. I'm really scared I might just disappear one day because of this.
That said, I'm sure everyone is calling bullshit and I might just be paranoid. So here is the number:
(phone number removed by OP)
I don't suggest calling but I'm also sure I wouldn't be believed without posting it. And maybe somebody knows what the hell this actually is. I'd appreciate knowing I'm not gonna be killed by CIA spooks.
I redacted the number itself because I am not comfortable posting a non-555 phone number ITT, sorry everyone
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Sep 3, 2017 20:25
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- maskenfreiheit
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What kind of scrub calls some The Americans Spy Line and doesn't even use *69.
Millenials don't know nothin bout phone harassment! 
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Confessor 1 has diabetes or prostate issues.
Confessor 2 needs to check the CO levels in his house.
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Sep 3, 2017 21:51
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- maskenfreiheit
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Pfft lookit this scrub bout to get himself disappeared. *67 is what you're looking for.
That's the joke
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Sep 4, 2017 04:27
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- loquacius
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You need to call the number you redacted. I'm pretty sure it'll be something funny.
I googled it and I found some speculation that it's a VoIP number connected to some sort of honeypot for crypto nerds (it's not the one from the Craigslist post in the linked page, though).
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Sep 4, 2017 21:37
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- loquacius
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I lust for Nazi blood. Punch all Nazi's. But that doesn't go far enough. Punch anybody that can become a Nazi. Punch all Republicans, conservatives, and right-wingers of any and all type. I crave the death of their garbage ideology for garbage people. Conservatives of any breed, in any country, haven't created a single loving policy that benefits the country in eons. The only thing conservatives are good for is embezzling from whatever country they live in the form of tax cuts. There is not a situation I can imagine that would become worse if right-wingers did not exist. Punch all conservatives and make them know they are the bad guys.
Am I the Nazi after all?
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So I'm pretty sure I have a serious personality disorder.
When I was younger, I had a lot of behavior issues. The first psychiatrist my parents took me to said I might have conduct disorder, which my mom pushed back hard on since it's basically saying "this kid is a sociopath, but we can't label him that til he's 18". Around 10 they diagnosed me with Asperger's, which fit a little but I always felt wasn't correct. Later on in life after ASD got removed from the DSM a therapist agreed, talked about Dysthymia (basically persistent low grade depression) and generalized anxiety disorder being a possible diagnosis. But it's more than that, I know it. I've been reading up on various personality disorders and I'm worried all that therapy over the years was just helping me become more manipulative... not teaching me social skills but faking normalcy.
I ended up getting expelled from Catholic school, mostly due to agression. Kids would tease me, I'd hit them. They probably shouldn't have let me read about Ender Wiggin, heh.
I wasn't a sadist or anything but if kids made me mad I hit them - that coupled with the usual little boy bored in class stuff ended poorly.
Got expelled from the public school for similar reasons and spent 4th - 9th grade in an alternative school. It was pretty terrible - they had these point sheets that tracked all your behaviors, and you got put in in school suspension if you "went negative" (lost too many). If you refused they'd take you to a time out room and if you wouldn't go willingly to the time out room they'd take you by force, and if you resisted that you'd end up restrained on the ground... sometimes things went awry and I got injured a few times.
Anyways, people can ask questions if they want but it's not like I take pleasure in hurting people but I just don't really give a poo poo about the rules. I don't speed a lot since I don't want to cream myself on a hill, but if I think the speed limit's a bit low or it's late, I'll go the speed I want.
I'm not violent anymore, part of that is probably due to maturity (and the fact hitting someone in 1st grade doesn't do the damage it would when you're an adult and muscular) but mostly it's a cost/benefit thing. Very rarely is someone making me angry enough to be violent and I could get away with it, so I don't. But when the opportunity presents itself, I go for it. For example, someone picked a fight on new year's a few years back... I goaded him verbally a little in just such a way on paper it sounds like I was conciliatory ("You need to let me leave *boy*, I don't want to have to hurt you"), and he took it and grabbed me by the collar so I punched him in the throat hard, they had to call an ambulance.
Apparently that unnerved some people I know, but that's just how I am. I want to be left alone and not treated poorly and I will do anything I can get away with to someone who treats me unfairly.
Anyways, I'm not going to seek treatment anymore. I've got a good narrative going, I have xanax for the nights things are too bad, and I think I can spin to a therapist that my depression is gone but I'm realizing I still have focusing issues and score some stims to help me concentrate. Between the two I can get my work done, make money, and if I run into issues I can use that money. Money solves everything - the only time I had issues with the law I used it to get away w/o a record, and I know I can do it again. There's not really any incentive to improve my behavior... I'll probably lead a lonely life either way so might as well get pleasure in what little ways I can.
All I can say is that being lonely is probably more of a drag on you than you realize
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That sentence about speeding was out of the blue
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- A Strange Aeon
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You are now a slimy little toad
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"but if I think the speed limit's a bit low or it's late, I'll go the speed I want"
--everybody with a driver's license
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Sep 5, 2017 00:54
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("You need to let me leave *boy*, I don't want to have to hurt you")
in one context this is appallingly racist but my money is on the other possiblity which is that you're really young and youre now discovering how to say cusses like "heck"
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That definitely sounds like a current or very recent high school student that thinks being a violent "sociopath" is cool and mysterious. Especially the unironic ender wiggin reference, ignoring real diagnoses because he read webmd, and trying to impress us with stdh.txt-esque badass fight stories.
Confessor you might find better luck posting this on your livejournal.
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quote:So I'm pretty sure I have a serious personality disorder.
When I was younger, I had a lot of behavior issues. The first psychiatrist my parents took me to said I might have conduct disorder, which my mom pushed back hard on since it's basically saying "this kid is a sociopath, but we can't label him that til he's 18". Around 10 they diagnosed me with Asperger's, which fit a little but I always felt wasn't correct. Later on in life after ASD got removed from the DSM a therapist agreed, talked about Dysthymia (basically persistent low grade depression) and generalized anxiety disorder being a possible diagnosis. But it's more than that, I know it. I've been reading up on various personality disorders and I'm worried all that therapy over the years was just helping me become more manipulative... not teaching me social skills but faking normalcy.
I ended up getting expelled from Catholic school, mostly due to agression. Kids would tease me, I'd hit them. They probably shouldn't have let me read about Ender Wiggin, heh.
I wasn't a sadist or anything but if kids made me mad I hit them - that coupled with the usual little boy bored in class stuff ended poorly.
Got expelled from the public school for similar reasons and spent 4th - 9th grade in an alternative school. It was pretty terrible - they had these point sheets that tracked all your behaviors, and you got put in in school suspension if you "went negative" (lost too many). If you refused they'd take you to a time out room and if you wouldn't go willingly to the time out room they'd take you by force, and if you resisted that you'd end up restrained on the ground... sometimes things went awry and I got injured a few times.
Anyways, people can ask questions if they want but it's not like I take pleasure in hurting people but I just don't really give a poo poo about the rules. I don't speed a lot since I don't want to cream myself on a hill, but if I think the speed limit's a bit low or it's late, I'll go the speed I want.
I'm not violent anymore, part of that is probably due to maturity (and the fact hitting someone in 1st grade doesn't do the damage it would when you're an adult and muscular) but mostly it's a cost/benefit thing. Very rarely is someone making me angry enough to be violent and I could get away with it, so I don't. But when the opportunity presents itself, I go for it. For example, someone picked a fight on new year's a few years back... I goaded him verbally a little in just such a way on paper it sounds like I was conciliatory ("You need to let me leave *boy*, I don't want to have to hurt you"), and he took it and grabbed me by the collar so I punched him in the throat hard, they had to call an ambulance.
Apparently that unnerved some people I know, but that's just how I am. I want to be left alone and not treated poorly and I will do anything I can get away with to someone who treats me unfairly.
Anyways, I'm not going to seek treatment anymore. I've got a good narrative going, I have xanax for the nights things are too bad, and I think I can spin to a therapist that my depression is gone but I'm realizing I still have focusing issues and score some stims to help me concentrate. Between the two I can get my work done, make money, and if I run into issues I can use that money. Money solves everything - the only time I had issues with the law I used it to get away w/o a record, and I know I can do it again. There's not really any incentive to improve my behavior... I'll probably lead a lonely life either way so might as well get pleasure in what little ways I can.
lol I know you meant this to sound bad rear end and wicked sick but you just sound like a bitch *boy*
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- Stickfigure
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Hurting people rules tho
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- Stickfigure
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Well, from what I read personality disorders usually are not spectacular trainwrecks full of excitement. So maybe he is a narcissist or antisocial. And AAIR, those are not really "curable" so your best bet is just to enjoy yourself the way you can and try to stay out of jail
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- Torquemada
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Well, from what I read personality disorders usually are not spectacular trainwrecks full of excitement. So maybe he is a narcissist or antisocial. And AAIR, those are not really "curable" so your best bet is just to enjoy yourself the way you can and try to stay out of jail
He posted here. I would argue that that's a big enough trainwreck
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- Neutrino
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Can you become a Nazi by punching Nazis? Mebbe. A Nazi is a member of the National Socialist German Workers' Party, a group that believed in the racial purity of the Aryan race and thought that all other races were subhuman and should be destroyed. Punching one of those Nazis does not make you a Nazi, like being bitten by a zombie. You could eventually become a Nazi only if you started to believe all that Aryan race bullshit but if you were on the fence you probably wouldn't be punching Nazis.
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Sep 5, 2017 19:29
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- loquacius
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Back in may I saw an ex's car broke down near my house. I towed her to a space and let it cool, saw the block had a hole and drove her home. She invited me in, kissed me as soon as I walked in, and I hosed her there and then. I walked out after and haven't really spoken to her much since. I don't even like her that much, never cheated on my wife before, never intended anything, but at that moment none of it mattered.
Two weeks ago tomorrow I went to a party my best friend from my teens/early 20's threw. Was meant to be a real old-school blow out but I had to cut right back on my drinking. He pissed off his wife with his (pretty loving funny, tbh) antics early on, and me and her were the only ones not entirely drunk, but both stoned as hell. When everyone else was pass out drunk and I was bedding down, she just walked right over, dropped down while yanking down my jeans and sucked me off, in a room with multiple people who were hopefully entirely out of it. I have never even side-eyed her, thought she disliked me. Initially I was too shocked to do anything, and quickly after that I was getting a loving amazing (choirs of angels sang, rockets were launched, buildings demolished) blowjob and couldn't care less until about 30 seconds after I came and the guilt came rushing up. Didn't stop me returning the favor.
A few hours after getting back from that party, my wife excitedly told me that my ex, her friend, is a few months pregnant and they are so happy because they had been trying a few years with no luck. I have a lot of guilt, probably a bastard child born of adultery on the way... and a hankering for another blowjob that good.
I imagine this is what it must have been like for people who actually got laid in high school
groups of friends all cheating on each other with each other every drat day
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My confession is it deeply angers me you take forever to post confessions but I can't comment in the thread since it would out me as a confessor. POST THIS QUICKLY OR OTHER ONES YOU rear end in a top hat I KNOW THERE'S A BACKLOG
Also, once when I was young I really didn't want to go to school but my parents wouldn't let me skip unless I was pretty sick, so I licked poop. I wiped my rear end, and there was a little poo on there because it's like wiping a magic marker. I licked it.
It didn't actually taste bad... well not good either but the smell/texture triggered something and I immediately started puking. Mission accomplished!
I've been busy
Also I used to blow through multiple feshposts every day but I hesitate to do that anymore because the thread has known some Lean Times and I've learned you have to conserve. But that's not etched in stone I guess.
ANYWAY congrats on licking poop, hope the day off was worth it
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- InevitableCheese
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ANYWAY congrats on licking poop, hope the day off was worth it
Gonna give this a try tomorrow i believe
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Sep 5, 2017 20:24
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- christmas boots
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To these sing-alongs 🎤of siren 🧜🏻♀️songs
To oohs😮 to ahhs😱 to 👏big👏applause👏
With all of my 😡anger I scream🤬 and shout📢
🇺🇸America🦅, I love you 🥰but you're freaking 💦me 😳out
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I refer you to the story of Joseph who wisely stored grain in the 7 years of plenty so that the Egyptians didn't starve in the 7 years of famine.
Moron.
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- armchairyoda
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Yuuuuup. 
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Sep 5, 2017 21:12
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- Bust Rodd
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Yeah that but the difference is in High school is full of explosive drama and fighting and backstabbing over it, as adults hopefully everyone is open/honest/ashamed enough to not bring it up.
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Sep 5, 2017 22:32
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- loquacius
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Here's your goddamn content, anon
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Hi anon thread. This isn't a very exciting confession; no murder or affairs or wallmoney or anything like that, but at least it's real!
I have a lot of anxiety, and it has a negative impact on my relationships. Sexually, to be specific. I used to have zero problems with sex, but I wound up in a really emotionally abusive relationship a couple of years ago that really did a lot to mess me up and left me with a long term case of sex anxiety. I'm no longer able to just "be in the moment." My focus goes immediately to my performance, where it lingers until I either can't get hard or go from soft to hard and am unable to get back into things because I'm embarrassed. When I do manage to relax enough to actually get into the act these thoughts always pop back into my head, causing me to either go soft or ejaculate pretty much immediately. On top of all that, I've noticed my erections aren't as strong/sizable as they were pre-abuse, so that doesn't really help my nerves at all. It's incredibly embarrassing and my attempts to reverse the damage that I think probably caused all this have been mostly futile.
Here's the thing; before that bad relationship I'd never had any complaints about my performance, and since then I've had no complaints (other than the first girl I slept with after said relationship ended and the trauma was still fresh and I hadn't made an attempt to deal with it/probably even realize it was there). When I'm going to be with someone for the first time I just tell them point blank what this problem is and where it comes from, and I've never been ridiculed for it; it usually actually gets a lot of sympathy, which has been consistently surprising. I always engage in a lot of foreplay before hand to make sure my partner gets hers regardless of my broken brain, and I've also never been in a situation where a woman hasn't wanted to see me again after what was (at least in my head) a brief and disastrous encounter.
Anyway, I've met someone I think I have real long term potential with and I really want this problem to go away. I've been seeking therapy for a while now, but I don't have a lot of money and it's hard to find cheap/free resources that have openings or can see you without a massively long waiting list. We haven't slept together yet, but it's getting close and I still have not been able to really get help for this. I really don't want my performance anxiety to gently caress this up. Even though it hasn't in the past, but that's the Ouroboros of the anxiety cycle; I can't convince myself it won't.
Also sometimes I think it might be medical rather than anxiety related, which adds more to the anxiety. Hooray.
Honestly, knowing that anxiety is behind something like this is already progress. Focus on your breathing; look into meditation etc. Definitely still try to get therapy worked out, but there are many ways you can work on Chilling The gently caress Out a little bit on your own. Good luck 
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Welp since we're all gonna die or mutate into creatures during WW3 when NK launches their nukes might as well confess that I state that I be remembered as the "Ghoul who got a handjob from a smoothskin inside of a abandoned fire station for 700 bottlecaps" when a vault dweller finds my corpse should the post nuclear war world be more Fallout than Metro 2033.
If anyone asks me that's what I'll tell them, got it
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I use the crosswalk but I mash the button really vigorously.
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- christmas boots
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To these sing-alongs 🎤of siren 🧜🏻♀️songs
To oohs😮 to ahhs😱 to 👏big👏applause👏
With all of my 😡anger I scream🤬 and shout📢
🇺🇸America🦅, I love you 🥰but you're freaking 💦me 😳out
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