I used to go in California... I got turned off because of the whole shoving their religious ideals down my throat aspect.
Just started going to some in Texas... Luckily there is one agnostic group....
I love drinking alcohol. I just don't want to be a piece of shit anymore.
there are quite alot of people online that claim AA is a cult. I can see how....
I still need to be sober though so I will just be more aware and not talk.
I guess the term is agnostic. "a person who claims neither faith or disbelief in god."
I also like to think that I am not an asshole who pretends to know life's answers.
I think it's ok not to know.
Do I want to know?
Of course but no religion I know resonates with me.
It's all hypocritical because man is hypocritical and it was designed by man.
Whether god is real or not is PERSONAL.
Who am I to tell someone what to believe?
that's why I have always despised those that try to shove their ideas down my throat.
I wasn't raised religious. I was raised to be skeptical and question everything, including myself.
I love to pick apart my brain and ideas and try to find the root cause and where they came from... the last origin..
The only thing I have against religion is the hypocritical people who pretend to be perfect.
I am NOT saying all people are that way. There are some who are self aware and admit their faults.
Those people are awesome.
But the ones who spend their time and energy condemning others who do not think like them or look like them.
Fuck those people.
I truly do not think the human race is that great. In fact, it's pretty fucked up.
I think the world, and nature and music/art are absolutely beautiful but humans are scum of the earth.
maybe that's just a projection of how I feel. Maybe I am wrong. Maybe I will change my mind.
I just don't think peace is possible and it's heart breaking.
I need advise please. I am sexually attracted to my 15 year old (to be 16 next month) stepdaughter. I'm petrified for all the obvious reasons, her age, the fact that she's my stepdaughter, the fact that I'm married to her mom, and a billion other reasons that you can probably think of on your own. I'm also concerned because I think she has noticed that she arouses me when she's next to me and her skin touches mine. The first time she noticed that she aroused me, she became somewhat distant with me and would try not to be next to me. But recently she has been getting close to me again. She recently brushed my penis with her foot. I want to think it was an accident, but it happened about three times within the span of an hour. I got the feeling that she liked it. While due to my attraction to her I like the idea that she might enjoy knowing that she arouses me and might even purposely be starting to do things to arouse me, she is under age and more importantly, she's my stepdaughter. I don't want to ruin what we have by doing something stupid, but at times I feel like I can't control my feelings. What do you think? Has anyone been in this situation before? Are there any stepdaughters out there that can give me some constructive advise? Thank you.
Ah okay, this is my first time doing this, so bear with me.
So, im a 19 year old woman, in college and i have recently discovered I have quite a thing for my teacher. Im not sure how old he is (late 20's - mid 30's I'm guessing, maybe a bit older) but there is NO RING ON IT! I repeat: like a single lady, NO RING! So I'm doing really well in his class (psychology) with a 98% average, which is honestly a tad bit unusual for me. A couple of times I've stayed after class to chat with him about the subject, he makes jokes, I, shyly, attempt to make jokes. The convo flow is great.
Now Im fairly socially awkward, and Idk what to do. Should I ask him out for a drink? Should I add him on Facebook? should I wait until the end of the semester to do any of those things?
Also, I kind of just want an excuse to chat with him more, because I genuinely enjoy talking to him, but I can think of one. Im doing really well so I can't stay after class to discuss my grades. And I honestly don't know what subject I could bring up in a fairly eloquent, and interesting way.
Anyway, just looking for some advice from my comrades of the interwebs, so thanks in advance! >.<
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So long story short, I live with my ex. We have been broken up for years, never did the 'friends with benefits' thing. I feel like I am a free agent. So a couple months ago his old friend starts to hang out with us, and I had an instant attraction. He's such a hottie, and has a heart of pure gold. A couple weeks ago, we found ourselves alone in a room for the first time, and he confesses to me that he has feelings for me. I tell him the same, and we kissed. Not just any kiss, but a 'God I'm so relieved I finally get to do this' kiss that makes time stop and winds cease. Now I find myself completely head over heels and in the biggest quandary of the year. By some horrible coincidence, my roomie / ex states out of the blue today: "I dont want you to hook up with him. He just started hanging out again and I dont want you two to hang out all the time and leave me out." I am certain he has no clue we have made a connection already, but he knows me and the friend get along famously, and we have alot in common. Is what he is saying filled with vindiction? Does he just want to keep the friend all to himself or what?? I am so confused, I want to be with his friend soo terribly, but I dont want to screw up my living situation by making my roomie mad. Please, someone tell me something to make me stop crying.
so, i'm married. for the second and last time. but...not always happily. most of the time, yes...but sometimes i want/need MORE: -want to be told i'm fucking hot, totally fuckable, and still sexy at age 44. even if it's not really all that true any more (hell, i'm 44 and have had 2 kids!) -want to be wanted more than i want. sometimes want to want more than i'm wanted. - want to be taken. just totally taken. by surprise. maybe even by a stranger. so, here's my confession: i'm a white married mom of four who loves to party and still get my rock'n'roll on. i go to a punk concert and and later meet a younger and exceptionally hot black man who wants nothing more than to fuck me silly. drunk as i am, much as i want to...i say 'no can do, married, kids, blah blah blah.' except...i make out with him in a back alley like we're teenagers. he gives me a fucking HICKEY, fer chrissake. i haven't had a hickey since high school. we don't actually have sex, not even sort of...just heavy kissing & copping a few feels now and then. still, we remain chaste as chaste can be when one of us is MARRIED. so, a couple days pass where i feel alternately guilty and thrilled that a young 30-something single guy wants me. he texts my phone the next morning...while i'm still in the guilt phase...so i ignore it. try to pretend it didn't happen. the silly hickey is a 'curling iron burn'...and i try to forget. which works just fine until tonight, when my husband tells me he's horny but tired (subtext=kind of bored, too). So i answer the text, tell him to call me (embarrasingly, neither of us remembers each others name - just the lust, the want, the FUCK ME NOW feeling). Weirdly, that's ok with us both. We really just want to screw each other silly. So...what do i do? follow my fantasy? (in all my years as a single person, i've wanted to fuck a black man but never had the chance or the right man). i realize that this sounds horrible: i don't want to fuck him just b/c he's black, or just b/c he's younger than me, though those things play heavily into my fantasies... i want to fuck him because there is something i've lost in my marriage: this younger hot guy wants to worship me, wants to pay a kind of attention to me, and my pussy, that i think my husband has forgotton about. i want to fuck him to see him come: to worship him, his cock...something my husband now takes for granted. BUT. but. but. i'm not the kind of woman to have an affair, to cheat on a husband who loves me even once the sense of being cherished is gone. i know that is unsustainable in the long-term, but easy to achieve in the short, esp. with a man who knows he can never really HAVE ME, OWN ME, OR COUNT ON ME. goddammit, that's part of the thrill: I AM NOT YOURS. I do not belong to you any more than you belong to me. WE CAN JUST ENJOY EACH OTHER'S BODIES. he knows where we stand. i can't bring myself to tell my husband my fantasies about this (he pretends he would indulge my fantasies, but i don't trust the reality of detail). is his race part of the thrill? it's another horrible thing i hate to admit (because generally, i don't 'see' race often). but yes, yes, yes, it is. the thought of his dark skin against my fair irish-american skin is thrilling to me. but then there's the fears: #1, my husband finds out and is hurt because i didn't tell him first. #2, that this sweet young man wants more from me than i can give. #3, he's just playing out his own fantasy and i am just his pawn. and the worst fear???? once he sees this 44 year old body he finds me completely unattractive. i don't really want advice, i'm afraid. i'll probably follow through on this because I WANT. because HE WANTS. because...what's the worst that can happen? chances are (safe sex), no one will ever know besides the two of us...
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Have a good time but remember There is danger in the summer moon above Will I see you in September Have a good time but remember There is danger in the summer moon above Will I see you in September Or lose you to a summer love Police almost always determine no signs of foul play
I have told you the meaning already did you listen ? Sinsinawa I am a red herring I am something that misleads or distracts from what is there in plain sight , there is only one tribe that has the gift and power to fight the Illuminati and they are signed by the jinawe,
Hello All: I love wearing garbage bags. I wear them like a shirt. I was curious if anyone else has this same fascination with wearing them. Talk to you later.
The first amendment forbids government run schools from establishing a state religion.
Not only will you violate the constitution, but you will create a generation of students that do not understand science or the scientific method. We will fall behind in innovation.
Besides if you teach the Christian creation myth, then you should teach the creation myths of all the great cultures, religions and civilizations.....and teach them in a humanities class where they belong.
If you want to indoctrinate children, do it in a private school or move to a country that has a state religion.
It is precisely because we don't allow people like you to indoctrinate our children is why YOU have so much religious freedom.
As soon as religion is taught as fact in the public schools is when one sect will dominate and lord it over everyone else.
If you truly appreciate your religious freedom, you will fight to keep public schools secular.
It's so weird when I think about it too hard but I have strong Christian values and yet I'm "sexualay inclined" at 15...I love feeling myself dammit. I can't even remember when I started doing so! Its my guilty pleasure, but sometimes I really dont feel guilty. Ugh I wish I knew somebody who felt the same way. Thank God for this website.
The Bible uses a geometric torus to suck people in. It's a spell book. All ideologies and religions are "good and evil" which is the false duality intertwined with the truth which is babelism or the art of confusion. Conservative and liberal follows the same program of "good and evil" This is why there are so many interpretations and denominations. Worship is ego and prayer is begging and it creates spiritual debt. The Bible only reveals the truth in tongues or metaphors which is occultic or hidden. The Bible contradicts itself a lot. Jesus said carry your own cross and another passage states that Christ died for our sins and that is exactly what a scapegoat is. Scapegoating is evil and is a curse on Christ. It says to love your enemies. Satan and his children are your enemies and loving them serves their interest. They don't fear love but they do fear truth and exposure. Prophecy is sorcery used to manifest reality by declaring its the "will of god" so followers go along with it and then it happens so it gives credit to the prophecies. The old testament has human and animal sacrifices too. A father sacrifices his own daughter in the OT. Also a goat is a metaphor for a sinful child and in the New Testament they call people sheep. It also says to drink blood and eat flesh and whether you think that's a metaphor or not the occult really drink blood and eat flesh.
The Bible also has a lot of wisdom and tells some truths but it uses fear to obtain submission. I know that the initiated occult are playing both god and satan on the earth. They are all satan or serpent spirited. They are psychic and they are the real wicked. They are not normal people but they mimic human behavior. The occult are not spiritually human and they run this world and are headquartered at the Vatican. The Pope means papa or father as in the father of darkness.
Common question, but to this day is still highly debated by many people from common advocates of the holy bible, to scholars...I've been looking for a clear answer to this question for a very long time and I'm hoping someone can answer it for me...is masturbation a sin? Please, if anyone answers this question, be able to answer it using the holy bible. Other sources are welcomed, but scripture is a must.
It's pretty common knowledge that former pastor (Boone) of Ev Free Church of Fresno was involved in an "inappropriate" relationship with another man in the church before he was fired. Can anyone confirm who the other man was? I heard it was a guy named "Richard" or "Rich".
It disgusts me when church people carry out their deeds in private while they publicly condemn the very activity they're engage in.
I wish that all mankind would realize that all Religions came from the same place , Elohim is Plural . Wiccans Worship Aries Apollo Zeus Hermes and so on , yet there is one who redeems . The Same Greek came from Rome , and India and Egypt just different names . for them . Jehova simply means I am , I am what ? I am Elohim !! Jesus ,is JeZues is Zeus !! but his real name is Yeshua . Let me tell you a secret . Christ means anointed one . Christ , Christos Christna , Krishna Krishna is the one who redeems for he and Yeshua are one don't worry about others do your own thing . Sinsinawa
Turkey to become Pedophile Capital of the World!
The Turkey Constitutional Court has ruled to annul a provision that punishes all sexual acts against children under the age of 15 as “sexual abuse". The local court said the law does not provide legal consequences for the “consent” of victims in cases where the child victim is from 12 to 15 years of age and able to understand the meaning of the sexual act.
NAMBLA and all pedophiles are starting to schedule group "tours" to Turkey. Turkey Muslim leaders will be establishing luxury establishments, staffing them with prime children whose parents oppose the new regime. First come, first served.
Actually, calling Jews "people" is far too kind for them. They are more like parasites who can only survive by leeching off of other countries, draining them of their finances and morality in the process. All of them are left-wing, nihilistic Communists who are trying to start WW3 and destroy conservatism/nationalism. Jews are the most dangerous, degenerate and subversive race to ever infest this planet. The world will never know peace and order until the last Jew is rightfully eradicated.
Before you leave the house, you ask yourself "What will people think about me?" You buy new clothes, and you ask yourself "What will people think of me?" You want to express your true self, but you ask yourself the same exact question. Today we live in society based off that one question: "What will people think about me?" Why are people so worried to express their true selves? People are so concentrated on other people's opinion that they are afraid to show who they really are. The real question of society should be "Why?" Why do we have to impress others? Why can't we be ourselves? Why do people have to judge others, when they aren't perfect themselves? We all have these questions, but today's society is all about how we look on the outside, rather then who we are inside out, but why can't we change that. Our world can be full of positivity if we try. People can feel more secure, and express who they are.
My boyfriend and I have been together for about 7 months. I am his first serious relationship and longest (he's had like 3 others before me, but the longest lasted 3 months). He always makes comments about other chicks and how he likes their hair, style, etc. Yet he struggles to compliment his own damn gf. He told me about his friend he went to high school with, who was with a girl I kne . I asked him if he knew that girl and he said "oh her? Yeah... She was pretty fuckin hot". I slipped my hand out of his because I'm fed up with him saying comments like that. I told him "you don't just say sXXX like that to your girlfriend. Keep that sXXX to yourself." Am I wrong to feel bad when he compliments other chicks yet he says he doesn't compliment me because its "hard for him" to express that stuff? He seriously needs to learn boyfriend etiquette and stop being a jerk. Opinions?
I stood in front of the classroom, every eye on me, and I literally mean every single eye. I stood there with mouth gaping open like a fish trying to breath air and for my lines that I rehearsed so many times to come out at any minute...it didn't happen. I was the only one in the entire class to completely forget every. single. word. Great. Just what I wanted, now I'm going to be remembered as that person that just stood there like an idiot for a whole two minutes. Every performance I do here on out in this godforsaken class will be forever over shadowed by the humiliating performance that I just put on today. Ugh my teacher, the way he literally had to read my lines for me so I would remember them and get on with my life, but no even when he read a sentence to get me to remember I didn't, I just continued to stand there, brain as blank as a fucking white canvas. I don't want to go back to class and see my teacher or anyone else's face. I just want to stay curled up in a ball eating cookies, is that so hard ask? Ugh fuck public speaking...anyone that enjoys it are the real mysteries of the world.
Zeus your Doctors know about you . The police know about you . The little girl you're stalking , she thinks you're funny and harmless . But the fact is , you're dangerous aren't you ? Do the Demons talk to you from inside the walls ? They're coming for you
When i turned 18, and went to uni, i wanted some extra cash and decided to become an escort. It's legal over here, but escort is just a fancy word for prostitute. Anyway, i slept with about 30 men in total, one as old as 65. And most of them were probably married. I will probably get a lot of abuse for saying this, but i really don't feel ashamed. At least i don't think so. Should I? I just keep thinking, if it wasn't with me, it would be someone else. Anyway I got 150 an hour, 1000 overnight, which is a lot of money when your studying and don't have a job. Also being an escort for a short period really gave me a very different life experience, and really changed me/ matured me as a person. It also helped me to understant men a lot more. I'm only sorry for the wives that were hurt. But the men came to me, i never went after them. A lot of the time, i didn't even know their real names, and they never knew mine. I'm a very liberal person, and also believe that if women are willing to provide to male needs for payment, then this in no way degrades them. It in no way degraded me, and i stopped working when i had enough money in the bank to get me through my studies comfortably and when i met my long term boyfriend. I just wish escorts didn't have such a bad name. Apart from those who are religious and believe that sex is a sanctity of marraige, i don't believe that people should see it as such a bad choice of career. Let him without sin cast the first stone.Even worthy biblical historical figures had concubines, its one of the oldest jobs in history. I wish people wouldn't judge me, even though very few people know in my life, just the fact that people out there hate the whores, the escorts, the hookers, the prostitutes. What right do they have to know the individual person? the ones who are educated, safe, clean, drug free and moral in all other aspects? does anyone else out there share these liberal views? If you want to grill me and tell me off for being a bad person, a husband stealer, imoral, then please go ahead. But i know in my heart that i am a loving and caring person, and that it was not my action that hurt others, it was the men who came to me.
Were to being......... well here goes nothing I am a 22 going to be 23 this year I am really excited but at the same time I feel like I am not doing anything with my life it's been 4 years seen I graduated from high school most of friend and people that I know knew what to do with their lives before we graduated me on the side didn't know I had some well I guess ideas of what I wanted to with me life but then I changed my mind like most high schools students do right. So here I am still don't have no clue what to do with my life. I would like for some help please anyone who has the time to read this please, I could sure need guys opinions thanks and don't hold back
I'm 52 years and have been single 10 yrs now... Two teens graduating and heading to college, fucked up job, never completed my own college education, don't own a car, introverted to a fault... Not feeling the dating game if you wanna call it that. Too much bullshit theses days... I'm just a hopeful old romantic with more potential (yes even at this age potential is abundant) than money...
I used to live and work in my friends pub, he is in his 30's and i was 21. His girlfriend would come and stay at weekends as she was at uni during the week. One weekend they stayed in there room the whole time having sex, she has some condition that means she reacts badly to contraception, so they use condoms religiousley. On the sunday night when he was driving her home, i went in his room and rummaged through his rubbish and collected about 9 or 10 condoms, all tied up with a decent amount of cum in each one. I layed them out on the floor, took out my penis and wrapped one of her thongs around my cock and balls. I then masturbated while sucking the outsides of each condom, it tasted vile but it turned me on knowing that this side of the condom had had direct contact with the inside of her wet pussy. I came very close to cumming so i stopped for a second to calm down, i went into the kitchen and got a knife, went back to the bedroom and cut open and drank his cum from the condoms as i masturbated again, I couldnt manage all of them as there was just so much, so i cut the rest open and poured them over my cock and balls and used it as lubricant until I finaly blew my load all across his carpet. As you can imagine I was covered in cum, so i shimmied across to the bathroom to clean up. I came out of the bathroom to find his girlfriend standing, staring down at a knife, her thong, and as pile of empty condoms in the middle of her boyfriends floor with me in the doorway with my pants round my ankles and a raging erection, she screamed and I just pulled up my jeams and ran downstairs, through the busy pub, down the street to the train station and got a train 40 miles to where my mother lived, wearing nothing but a pair of blue jeans. I never went back or spoke to them ever again, I left everything i owned there. I have no idea what for or why they came back, i guess she forgot something, her thong maybe. Id like to see somebody top that for a true, embarrassing story.
Church community is valuable. Especially if you live in a country where 0.4% of the population is Protestant Christian. My family is third generation Christian. My church is small with only about 20 members. We are a cozy family. We support each other and work with other churches in the area like brothers and sisters. My church was my home. But i left it.
I left my church because I was accused of sleeping with a nonbeliever and everyone was crying about it, believing it, and gossiping about it behind my back. It wasn't true but no one ever thought about talking to me except for one person outside of the church. No one came up to me and asked for the truth. They just assumed I was a whore. The whole time this rumor was getting around, my church continued to ask for my family's financial support as they were suffering from an insufficiency. I felt used. It was pathetic.
I was also accused of passing around a rumor about the youth pastor and a woman that were dating. The girlfriend was so sure that I had just randomly picked the two to start a rumor and tell everyone. The truth being that she herself had told a missionary in the church... And I also was absent from the church for a while year for a study program abroad during the time the rumor really went around. They were always lovey dovey and there were rumors 5 years before I even knew them. People just wanted to point fingers because the girlfriend was so angry. She overreacted and told people that she wasn't dating him. She was so angry that people thought she was a sinner. (Dating was a taboo topic at this church don't ask me why) She told me that the pastor's reputation was at stake because of me. I was blamed and falsely accused. By that point everyone in the church thought I was a slut or gossiping bitch so I didn't see the point in staying.
These things happened in a church community where I believed to be safe. I couldn't believe it. I was hurt, and I felt used. I wasn't able to trust the very people who told me we would always be a family. Oh and to top everything off, the pastor and his girlfriend thought it would be funny to invite me to their wedding (yes they ironically got married) but of course I declined the invitation.
I understand that people get defensive and sometimes make irrational decisions, but this was too much for my heart. I never told anyone my story because I didn't want any church to be discouraged by my story. I hid my feelings and accepted it as my pain. I didn't want anyone to know. I wanted people to see my church as a good church. I didn't want other people giving up on having a good relationship within the community. It was easier if I just left.
I just left. And their lives went on. Marriage happened. People thought I just lost my faith in God. They see me as a loser bitch now. But that is far from true. God has taught me the valuable lesson that he himself if the only one that can be trusted and that I shouldn't discriminate Christians and non Christians. People are equal.
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I'm pretty lonely right now. Definitely sick of that. I have at least enough faith in myself to know that I'm not a normally depressive personality, but jeez. Definitely doesn't feel like that. People, if you know someone that's always alone, a nerd perhaps like myself, just say hi to them. They may creep you out, but most of the time they're just so giddily grateful that anyone's bothering to spend even a few seconds on them that they kind of forget themselves. That and we're not the best at social niceties at the best of times. Forgive us the sin of awkward silences and just say hi. We're not bad people, and you know what? You honestly don't have to do much more than that to make our day. Seriously. Its the little stuff.
And I may as well begin myself, if you're reading this there's a better than average chance that you're having a shitty time of it, probably worse than me. Have a nice day folks, and I mean that. Thanks, anonymous internet-o-phile, for listening, I do feel better; hope you do too.
He is smart, funny, good-looking and such a NICE guy. We’re both married, so it won’t happen, but it sure doesn’t stop me from thinking about kissing him, exploring his body freely… I want to just GRAB him, kiss him, suck him, and fuck him!
So I still have these feelings for my best friend. I know it's gonna take some time to really move on, but for now this is such a bummer (I had posted a bit of what's going on awhile back, under the same title, if anyone is interested). Anyway, she and I have been talking alot lately about people thinking we're a couple. It's really confusing me even more. Why do we keep bringing this up, if we're not interested in turning into something more? It really doesn't help that the last time we were together, there was so much banter that I couldn't tell if we were actually flirting. We're both so awkward and oblivious to this kind of stuff, but initiating constant physical contact (tickling, playful shoves, etc.) has to mean something, right? I could just be reading too much into this. Either way, the feelings are still here, but I don't wanna put distance between us cuz she's my only friend, and vice versa. I'm still not going to tell her how I feel, cuz I really don't think she feels the same. These feelings are annoying, that's for damn sure. I guess I'll just have to wait it out and hope I can get back to just seeing her as my best friend. Our friendship means everything to me and I won't chance that by being selfish and telling her how I feel.
I was in class 7...it was a hot summer day...when I came back from school I saw a note at the door where my mum wrote " go on the terrace and become a murga (rooster...it's a stress position she used to give me as a punishment for not doing homework or failing in exams...it was nothing new as we used to get it in school) and dare not to get up until I say so. So I went to the terrace and became a murga and I remained like that the whole day. Same thing happened next day and the day after and this kept happening for more than a week. Then one day I was just going to get into the position I saw 6 men entering the house. They were the guy who sold vegetables, the milkman, the postman, the newspaper guy and two other men. But I feared my mum so I simply continued my punishment. After remaining in that painful position for about an hour I felt really curious so I went downstairs and headed towards my mum's room....I heard her moaning in pain...but at the same time it sounded as if she was enjoying it. I was shocked to see this... she was only wearing a purple coloured bra and I could see she had tattooed on her breasts the word "whore" in capitals. and all those people had their pants down. My beloved mom was getting fucked really hard by those men. My mum was getting an airtight skier...there was a penis in each of her holes.. her vagina, her anus and her beautiful pink vagina. Plus there was a penis in each of her hands...she was having a good time....she screamed at me..."you motherfucker I had told you to become a murga" and apologized " please sir I apologize for the wrong deeds of my son he is one son of a bitch....please punish me master i'm your slave" and started continuing what she was doing.... the guy whose penis was in my mum's mouth asked to go out in the sun become a murga again. so I closed the door and went out and started looking through the keyhole...it continued for another hour...four of them ejaculated and thick white semen that came out of their penises covered my mum's pretty face...some of it even got into her eyes... her expressions made clear she was enjoying it as hell...she was one horny bitch...she had tied a ponytail and soon all her hair and her face was covered in semen on to continue my punishment.. they then filled her mouth with semen...she was about to throw up...they yelled....drink it you dirty whore ...she then swallowed it. She then got on all fours and thanked them..."master I thank you all from the core of my heart for all the mercy you showed me and I am greatfull to you for gining your precious life saving delicious nector to this thirsty little slutbunny...they then slapped her hard with a whip on her fair buttocks for not thanking them properly and left....seeing them coming I quikly ran to the roof and got into murga position....after that day my mum would get gangbangs almost everyday
"I stand alone
Burned every bridge over the troubled water
No longer hiding from my personality disorder
A stronger tide is coming, I've been running
trying to function fine with out my mind
climbing out this fucking corner
I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals
A forgotten rebel
craft in the absence of heaven's heavy hands to develop an evident level of benevolence
so it's probably better I sold my soul to the devil
This is a message to anyone I met that thinks they know me
Don't pretend to understand none of the issues that I'm holding
I was in a rush to grow up, look Mom no cuts
Just a stomach in disgust, and the fear
that I might go nuts this year
If I don't slow up I'll see you on my way
One day this shit'll kill me but I guess that it's OK
I've lost all faith in a world so full of hate
and I don't fucking love music I just use it to escape
I'm caught between wanting to punch someone in the face
and putting a bullet in my head to leave the human race
Everything takes its toll but there's no tolls I can take
I haven't yet found a good reason to be awake
Introducing the corroded bumps I hide behind my smile
I'm angry at the universe for the way she treats me now
And keeps me down,
stealing all my energy
I'm feeling like my enemy, concealing my identity
Not dealing with my tendencies,
I peel the skin and then I squeeze
The real imprinted hand cause he's
not human in this century,
I'm kneeling to the entity
Who built this penitentiary,
as filthy as a centipede
And guilt was in his sense cause he was willing to just let me bleed, While I wore a game face
In 10 years don't check for me I'll be in the same place
This planet's just an over-populated mental hospital
Each zombie walk around constitutes another obstacle
So here it is I'm finally coming out my shell
All 19 years of my life have been in conflict with myself
I'm insecure by every facet of my existence
From my addictions, to the condition I choose to live in
Who you kidding?
I suffer from excess anxiety
A product of pollution in American society
Stare into my eyes and see the hell that burns inside my mind
and I no longer have an ego I can hide behind
but I've been trying disregarding my insanity
Every form of art isolates us from humanity
But it's provoked against being force fed
so called education for a decade and 3 years
of headaches from my peers
Cause now I realize I could have learned more on my own
They taught me how to know everything except my soul
Which is everything I need to grow
Everything that keeps me whole
Everything that ever meant anything to Eyedea
So I leave with golden hopes
to rip the leash that holds my focus
but the fact remains the same, I'm still bound by chains
It doesn't matter if your chain is 10 ft or 100 ft
The fact remains the same, you're still bound by chains
Some people say I've changed, and it's harder to relate to me
Good, I never liked you our friendship was make believe
I'm peeling the mask back and
revealing the rap that's been
Feeling my organs drilling short distorted portions
of morbid acid keeps the torture unfortunately crafted
interests to orbit my portrait and inflict my image with disorder
The minutes get shorter, the walls start to close in
Feels like the brain is hanging on by one clothes pin
I've hidden in the darkness for too long
I make it look all right but on the inside it's all wrong
I want life to change but I don't know if it can
for a man or machine or whatever the fuck I am
I stand alone burned every bridge over the trouble water
No longer hiding from my personality disorder
You want to die in my life?
then come and stay in madness' favorite little corner
Cause even shadows have shadows
and my secrets are eating me eagerly feeding
I scream in my dreams away but they keep on defeating me
Even Shadows have Shadows
Welcome to the dusty subconscious of an actor
Who murdered his childhood to stop the audience's laughter
Even Shadows have Shadows
How am I to break free from my fears
When I don't like what I see and I can't feel what I hear
Even Shadows have Shadows
So don't judge my book by it's cover
Cause my story's just fucked up as any other" -EYEDEA
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I love the results when I done cleaning but getting started is sooooo hard Im feeling so lazy right now , but it could have something to do with my stress levels.
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Trump is president and I want to die. I dont want to die only bc of trump though. I want to die because it hurts to live. Im overly emotional and lazy and unmotivated. I just want to die. Im a waste of human life and the workd has gone to shit anyway. Not much to look forward to if this country is full of racists and sexists who want to see trump as president...
I feel trapped. Suppressed by the boundaries of a highly disciplined faith that I have not chosen. I am made to feel guilty about my enjoyment so to keep my family happy I must sacrifice my happiness. I know what freedom looks like but I have to suffocate alone.
I've never knoenw oppressing to sow a dollar to any mans home! And you're wondering why you don't have a home of your own! Continually prioritizing oppressing then your state of menatal torment, no sleep,your lack of finances, residing in your I'm laws , mother home at mid fifties and severty plus years of age. Willie has given so many reasons to dissolve your marriage! And one of them being, infidelity, adultery, lust of eye gate, confessing and admitting and yet keeping him! You are his assalaint! Keeping him in your mother home, bk bedroom Opa locks Fl!
I moved to Portland because it was a fairy city where people ate organic and cared about the environment. What I found when I got here was that people are even crazier than they were in oklahoma. I started seeing a man, and immediately realized he was bisexual. We were both Poly and even though he had 2 other partners, I was happy! One of her partners was monogamous and we went through 5 months of drama because of it. breaking up, getting back together, and so on.
Like an idiot I moved in with him because I had nowhere else to go when my lease was up and it was supposed to be temporary. He finally stopped talking to this other woman and its been just the 2 of us since.
twice now since then, I have caught him posting to craigslist casual encounters, and it just about broke us. my trust has been lost and I feel like I am constantly taking care of him. Ive been planning his vday presents for 3 weeks now, its in 3 days and hes just now telling me, not only has he not made any dinner reservations, ordered any presents, he has to go out of town all week for work! and shave his beard!! ugh!
So last night (finally getting somewhere) i text him when he was out with his friend saying that our relationship was too stressful on me, and I was leaving him. I fell asleep and when I woke up he wasnt home. I can see through google maps hes at his friends house and ignoring my calls. His friends fiance then picks up and says hes asleep and drunk and doesnt want to talk to me, hes too upset. Im like wtf? "should i go pick him up?" "NO, he doesnt want to see you."
first of all folks, we do this dance once a week at least and normally he comes home and cuddles me and restores some faith in our relationship. his friend got him drunk and convinced him to take space from me and not talk to me.
I drove over there to talk to him and was greeted with a locked door and his friend pushing me telling me to leave when i stated im here out of love, he was supposed to take me to work in the morning (5 hours later) and work on my car cuz my ball joints about to fall off.
It wasnt until they threatened to call the police that he came out and i explained I was just upset and had gone earlier to pick up all his gifts i had hidden at work. Set them up so that when he came home hed find them and be totally surprised.
He hit a deer driving my car back in novemeber and had recently changed out my headlight, somehow, not sue if its related my console light when out, so i didnt realize my headlights went on when i pulled up to his friends house and a cop was driving around looking for me because he thought my car was stolen cause i was driving without headlights. his friends fiance waved down the cop, and i had to pull out my oregon plates i just got for the car and prove that the plates were mind, and because my oregon license has my old adress i got written a ticket for both.
once he talked to me, and i explained that i loved him and thought hed come home and fight for us and i had all his presents set up for him, he came home with me. he was super sad and crying and i cuddled him
but heres the thing folks. now his friends are saying that hes in a manipulative and abusive relationship( they have no idea hes cheated on me multiple times thus causing my trust issues we are trying to repair and yes things have been getting better)
Am I the emotionally abusive one, or is he? I have a great capacity to forgive and understand. All I ask for is honesty. I didnt go attack him. I went over because he was super sad and drunk. When I got there he wasnt even asleep.
EVery fiber of my being is screaming to leave. But when I see him i think this is my everything. HEs everything ive looked for and wanted. I really do love him, but just cant handle my trust being broken like this repeatedly. And I cant for the life of me figure out why all his friends think im this monster.
Am I a Monster?
Wigley and his hand puppet King Cuttica (yes there was a coronation last summer and yes if you do not blindly support the King you will be tried for treason) are fond of saying that Sun is “an enduringly great proprietary trading firm”. What a bunch of doo doo. An enduringly great firm does not sue its employees; it does not lose employees to competitors; it does not keep friends around when they do not perform; it rewards performance not politics and so on.
Most of you may not remember Tonh Hu and Leonid. Very smart PhD quant
traders and partners. They grew tired of the stupidity they saw at Sun and its then Head of Trading and left the firm. Sun tried to screw them of their cash. They sued and Sun has no case so settled with them for lot more money.
Then comes Kieran, remember him, MBM trader, made lots of money for
Sun, gets shafted on his bonus, he leaves, Sun accuses him of destroying its algos, Sun goes after him and tries to destroy his reputation. Guess what, Kieran fought back and a three person arbitration panel found him innocent of all charges. Sun goes after him for $240k but now has to end up paying him $1.3 million (not including whatever it cost Sun for legal fees and distractions). Speak of another stupid management decision.
Surely, there are more such cases hiding in the vaults. Curious to
know what happened to Bernie (the song and dance that was put up for us – well most saw through it). Is there a lawsuit there?
Asad and Tom Kelley, the best traders at Sun both are working at
competitors. The last five developers to leave are all working for competitors. There are over 80 people who left Sun in the last 4 years. Yes a truly enduringly great trading firm.
So as you look to see why you get shafted on your bonuses year after
year, look to see all the stupid decisions management makes, all the money it throws away and then you will realize why there is no money to pay you. Unless of course you have your head up you know whose you know where, then you will be taken care.
My sister is a bitch i have mental problems and when i do things that are not normal my sister exaggerates it and makes it seem like im the bad one and my parents take her side. She starts complaining how she hates the things that i do but she has no idea how i feel, i hate my self and sometimes feel like killing my self. Everything is about her and she never stops to think about me. My little brother does this too and he thinks he is so cool, superior and knows every thing and my parents do nothing all they do take my siblings sides and give me a really hard time. i am 14 and suffer from ADHD, mild depression, anxiety and OCD.I truly do love them all its just often they make my life very misrable.
I'm sitting in my living room watching tv. One thing that stays in my head all day is that things just aren't where they need to be. Everything is so fucking empty to me. In the outside world I'm successful. I get tired of hearing how I'll be a good husband one day. I'm 32 and I've wanted to start a life with someone since I was 24. It's getting so hard to see all the happy wives visit their husbands where I work. It physically hurts so bad to watch. I know it's the wrong way out but I can't stop looking at the revolver on my coffee table. I want out so fucking bad. This life hurts too much. I doubt this post will do anything for anyone. I just had to write something.
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I never said a word . I got the child out , took him to my house licked his balls and jacked off on his ass . Then I bathed him and took him to the police station. Yummy baby balls .
We were dating for 2 months. Everything seemed to be going amazing. We were still in the honeymoon phase! He spent a whole month chasing me until I said yes and then took things slow with me. He didn't even try to have sex with me until after the first month. He seemed really respectful and SO into me! He was so sweet and it was just lovey dovey all the time between us...even in front of our friends it was totally fine. He went the extra mile to make me happy and to win me over. It took me a little longer to get the hang of things but as of 2 weeks ago I started reciprocating and being just as amazing to him. (at least he told me I was...every day!) Anyways....Friday everything was normal (text me in the morning, while I was at work and at night...calling my beautiful and talking about he can't wait to see me and so on...) we had a great night and the next morning we went for breakfast, had a nice day of errands and chilled together all day. Come saturday night (when I went to work) and sunday....he hardly wanted anything to do with me. I finally asked him monday what was up with him and he says: "I feel like you are an amazing person but I don't think we communicate the way I'd hoped and I don't feel like I have been able to be myself. I don't think we can continue this relationship any further"
How do you go from being all wrapped around someone one day to dropping them the next? I swear it was like a light switch and so much out of the blue that I am still in disbelief. Everyone who knows us is just as shocked. Now he wont give me an explanation for it other than we "just didn't communicate" the way he wanted and that he felt like he couldn't be himself. What exactly could I have missed?? I never forced him to be any way....I didn't criticize him and he never showed any signs of something being wrong...we never even came close to an argument. I felt things were going amazing and HE is the one who chose to be the way he was....what did I miss and why wont he explain himself?
You never noticed me.
I was never enough for you.
Relationship was based on sex and false hope.
I regretted you.
I never felt comfortable enough to trust you.
Our lifestyles never matched.
Yes there were good times. But more bad than good. Ex: trust issues, jealousy, lack of dick.
Stop preserving the relationship.
Causes you more pain than anything else.
Felt judged always.
You purposely hurt me for selfish reasons
Nothing was ever good enough for you
You're violent when drunk.
EMPTY PROMISES. Is all we were.
My heart crumbled because of you.
It's not anxiety this is and were real feelings
I DO NOT back track
She's happy now. Let her be.
I've become obsessive and weird.
Let her go.
Let go of colors.
Let go of numbers.
Let go of it all.
Time to let go now.
I'm still fighting myself for you and it's hurting me.
I want to let go now. I need to let go now. I have to let go now. End this.
You see the thing is when you live 10,000 miles away from each other things just get forgotten and brushed away. But i don't want it to be brushed away, i want it to be remembered and treasured and added to. We have these family friends who live on the other side of the world and well my sister lives in the same place. Because she is engaged to one of them. But there's this small tiny issue, that i'm in love with her fiance. We have known each other since we were kids and well i have always liked him. We used to have a thing for each other, and i still do. When we wre in our late teens we met up in spain for a week with our families, we began fucking. and i'm not gunna lie it was a-mazing. he told me he loved and he promised himself to me. we agreed that when we were old enough he would come over and live with me. Next time we met we ignored everything that happened and pretended it didnt, as well, he was engaged to my sister. He told me he loved me and now he is enaged to my own fucking sister. But then something happened. we were wedding planning and my sister (a doctor) was on call and had to go in and left me and him to finish off. As soon as she left he held his arms out and i willingly stepped into them. he told me he had missed me and with that i took no more coaxing. We fucked on her bed an unbelievable amount of times. The sex was so raw and full of passion. We broke her bed, that wasnt good. Again next time we met we ignored the fact we had had sex. After that the next time we met was at the wedding. it was late as in late late and my sister had crashed in the weding suite. Her husband came down in search of what? i never found out. because as soon as he saw me sat alone in the bar he pulled me upstairs and we fucked again. so many times. this is as far as i am and i dont know what to do. i feel awful, its my sister and i love her so much. but i love him too; always have always will. m sister doesnt know anything and i hope she never will.