Randomized confessions..

I'm running out of ideas and need to be entertained.

  • Are there websites out there that show videos of a guy actually kissing a chick's ass, not licking asshole but kissing ass.

    I act like i am always happy-go-lucky and that i love myself, when really i hate almost everything about my life. I hate that i weigh 120 pounds and i that i can't lose 13 pounds. I hate my face, especially my nose. I had braces, but i still hate my smile. I can't stand most of my "friends". I pretend my family is rich, when really we're a middle class family, making about $43,000 a year. I have a eating disorder, i used to cut and i hate myself for still wanting to sleep with my ex, who had cheated on me. I lie to everyone i know. I change who i am to make it seem like i don't care. When, in all reality, I care more than anything.

  • I work in a small company of about 25 people. There are about 10 ladies. We usually take out first break about 10am. Every month, there's this one lady that's always asking for quarters for the Modess Machine. She doesn't like to carry her own supplies. There are 3 stalls in our Ladies Room(one handicapped and 2 regular). She usually uses the same stall do change her pads(the Modess boxes are usually sticking out of the receptacle inside the stall. One month, when she was due for her period, we decided to play a trick on her. When that day came, she again did ask us for some quarters. During our morning break, some of us saw her buying a pad from the Modess Machine. After the morning break was over, that's when the fun began. While 2 or 3 of us were busy keeping a watch on her at her desk, about 5 of us went into the Ladies Room to play our trick on her. First of all, we taped Modess Pads all over the 3 stalls. At certain places, we put up signs that read "Take your Pick." Then, we put a little ketchup on the commode seats in two of the stalls. We placed an out of order sign on the other stall door. On the Modess Machine, we put on a sign that read Mary's Rag Box(Not her real name). Finally, the Ladies Room was ready for her. She usually uses the Ladies Room again, before she goes to lunch. Well lunch time came, and like clockwork, she headed to the Ladies Room. The rest of us were sitting at our desks. When she got inside the Ladies Room, she let out a loud noise. Some of us went to see what she was doing. When we got inside the Ladies Room, she was having a ball, picking off the Modess Pads from the stalls. Then she went into the stall, she uses the most. When she saw the ketchup on the commode seat, she started to laugh. She asked, if anyone else had there period. Two of the ladies said yes. Then she said, here's some pads. We all had a good laugh at her expense. She doesn't ask for quarters anymore, but she still uses the Modess Machine, just like some of us who are forgetful when that time of the month comes around. At least, one of her habits got broken.

    I am having an affair with a married man that i work with. I hate him but desperatly need him at the same time. I dont know why he is not even good in bed. I have a boyfiend who treats me well, we just dont have sex enough. I am heartborken because the man that i am having an affair with is trying to come on to this ugly girl at work........i feel like he is cheating on me. How can i be mad when i am stealing a man that doesnt een belong to me

  • Id just started seeing my current boyfriend and things were getting pretty serious fairly quickly. It was like we were a match made in heaven. A few weeks into the relationship one of my old friends was over for the weekend and i got totally drunk with him in my living room. And we ended up having the dirtiest horniest sex i've ever had (and i've been quite bad in my time). The next morning i felt awful and quite embarrassed and my friend went home quite quickly too. I didnt tell my boyfriend.

    A few weeks later, one of my cousins friends came out to the pub with us for a few drinks. And in the end i ended up around a table with 8 men, all buying me drinks. So as you can imagine i was totally drunk again. I think 3 of them tried to take me home, but i just went to my own house with my cousin and his friend. His friend then got into bed with me and we had really boring sex, and i ended up sleeping on the sofa. I didnt tell my boyfriend.

    Now your probably just thinking, "man you were drunk - it happens" but recently, and im talking last week. I met a girl. And we were phoning and emailing for a few days and then she came over to my house and with in minutes we were upstairs having lesbian sex at 11am! This has really really made me feel guilty now and i regret every one of them. And not telling anyone was building it up inside of me. So now you know. And i feel a bit easier.