[QUOTE=OogalaBoogal;33855303]Because just one confession doesn't stir up that much interest. Also, again, I've been busy with finals, which I guess payed off, first mark that I got back was a nice 4.3 GPA.[/QUOTE]
Congrats buddy
[QUOTE=Majesteuex;33922982][url]http://anonymousconfessional.tumblr.com/[/url][/QUOTE]
Did you also know Facepunch has one of these?
"3 new posts"
Got excited and thought their was more content :(
[QUOTE=OogalaBoogal;33923289]Did you also know Facepunch has one of these?[/QUOTE]
Look at the picture they posted...
[url]http://anonymousconfessional.tumblr.com/post/14875927607/more-to-come[/url]
[QUOTE=Majesteuex;33923560]Look at the picture they posted...
[url]http://anonymousconfessional.tumblr.com/post/14875927607/more-to-come[/url][/QUOTE]
It might actually be Hezzy, considering the style in which he replies to confessions.
[QUOTE=i_speel_good;34041804]It might actually be Hezzy, considering the style in which he replies to confessions.[/QUOTE]
There's also a bunch of "hi hezzy messages"
awesome
[editline]3rd January 2012[/editline]
Um... that one confession "I have become bi for a friend and he has as well"
How is that a confession? Sounds more like fun times
[quote]“Hey AC,
You’re going to think this is sick, but I just gotta get this off of my chest. This has been haunting me since I was a young kid, ever since I knew it was wrong, and it’s time I at least began to come to terms with it.
Acne. We’ve all experienced it, we’ve all had the bane of having our faces filled with pus-filled mountains-Deep red, rolling hills of green and yellow and white, painful and ready to burst all over your bathroom mirror. I’ve experienced quite a bit of acne, and still do. And I secretly love it. There’s nothing better, nothing more refreshing than squeezing one of those suckers out. But what I’ve never told anyone before is that after the deed is done, and white dripping pus is on my fingertips waiting to be flicked off… I eat it.
It’s like syrup, or cheese, and I wish I was lying but I’m not. Whiteheads give out an intoxicating white mixture while blackheads are crunchy and pop in your teeth. I get a euphoric, and… damnit, I’ll say it, sexual rise when I hear the ‘crack’ of a pimple because it means I get to feast on the little seed that comes out. I’ve gotten pretty damn hard from nomming on pus before. Once, I was laying in bed messing with my new earring when I squeezed my earlobe. A goldmine of white heaven streamed onto my fingertips and I played with it for a while before hungrily sucking it up and letting it rest on my tongue.
Once my mother picked a huge blackhead out of my ear, this thing was huge. It was the size for a medium-sized bead. Afraid she was going to throw it away once she got it out of my ear, I quickly said ‘I want to see it!’ and took it. I made it seem like I was throwing it away when really I hid it in my hand, only to pop it in my mouth after she left the room. It was glorious.
I really wish I was kidding, but it feels good to know I’ve let my secret out at least in one way. It’s not only pus, but skin or scabs or anyting that my body produces besides urine or fecal matter-Yes I even eat my own boogers. And god I love them. I’ll go out of my way at least once every day to dig in and lap the little delights from under my fingernails.
I just… it’s my dirty secret. I eat pus. I love it. And goddamnit, but I just admitted it, too.”[/quote]
oh my god
[url]http://anonymousconfessional.tumblr.com/post/14874967810/hello-ac-the-following-story-is-true-and-i-have[/url]
those hash tags aren't very nice
[QUOTE=The First 11'er;34042644]oh my god[/QUOTE]
I almost vomited
I'm going to be honest here
I eat my boogers and earwax too, but nothing else and only because I can't be arsed to get tissues or whatever
It's not that weird right
[QUOTE=Tattimatonen;34043519]I'm going to be honest here
I eat my boogers and earwax too, but nothing else and only because I can't be arsed to get tissues or whatever
[b]It's not that weird right[/b][/QUOTE]
Yeah, if you're 8..
I nibble the skin of my fingers down to the knuckle. I only stop when there's blood.
I just love to eat my own skin, 'Tis chewy. But I know other people who do this (Not as serious as me) so I'm not gonna bother with the anonymous. So the point is, eating pus can't be that bad. (Until you get the boner, that is.)
You ever see that video of that cow with a swollen leg, the guy stabs it and this pink pus comes gushing out? if you don't, I suggest checking it out sometime.
What part of ANONYMOUS confessional do you not understand ughhhhh
And we're back!
[QUOTE]I'm going to be completely honest here, the squids in Minecraft creep me out. I honestly can not look at a squid for two seconds and not freak out. What makes it worse is how the squids manage to stay alive out of the water.[/QUOTE] You have a bad case of blockucephalophobia. I feel for you.
[QUOTE]I'd like to confess that I'm a female and that I do not troll, contrary to some other posters, or that I'm crazy. [/QUOTE] kewl.
[QUOTE]I don't mind genocide. I've always been slightly misanthropic at heart, But really, I don't mind the idea of a large portion of mankind being wiped out to purify the gene pool. Nothing race-specific, Blacks, Jews, Chinese, Japanese, Everyone regardless of race. [/QUOTE] The UN wants to speak with you.
[QUOTE]hi facepunch anonymous confessional
i have a sort of dark deep down secret and i would like some advice
i am straight but i recently have fallen in love with a man. it is not sexual at all, for i am only sexually attracted to females; i am just deeply in love with him.[/QUOTE] bromance, no worries.
[QUOTE]The girl I have liked for years got shitfaced and almost slept with a good freind of mine, right in-front of me. I had to separate both of their drunk asses before they did something they would of regretted.[/QUOTE] cockblock. Do you think you would have regretted it the most?
[QUOTE]Once for the hell of it I waded into quicksand sans any sort of floatation or way to get out.
Went all the way under but still managed to crawl to shore three exhausting hours later with the feeling I just went through some sort of spa treatment that used peanut butter.[/QUOTE] Win win?
[QUOTE]Well, I decided to email you for help not to reveal an secret. My girlfriend is 14 and (I am too.) her friend said that she fucks boys and she looks very innocent in her photos, so I am looking to facepunch for advice.. I want to have sex with a virgin as I a, a virgin... It is just weird...[/QUOTE] It's not really a big deal to most people. If you are worried about having bad sex, it's not a big deal. Bad sex is like bad pizza; even though it's bad, it's still pretty good.
[QUOTE]I don't know why I'm posting this, I'm not even sure if I need or want advice. I guess I just wanna get this stuff off my chest... maybe?
I'm the quintessential single guy. I have plenty of friends who are guys and a lot of friends who are girls. I've only gone on one date, only been to once high school dance, and have never gone steady with anyone. And 80% of the time, I'm okay with that. But sometimes, when a bunch of love songs play on the radio in a row or when I see pictures or posts on Facebook and stuff about couples, I feel lonely. And sad.
I'm in my first year of college right now (I'll come back to that later) but most of my relationship stuff takes place in high school. I think I had, like, one crush on a girl in middle school but that was it. So anyways, there were basically two girls that I liked in high school (not real names): Katherine and Noel. I had classes with both of them freshman year, and had a few classes with Noel sophomore year. I knew Noel from church (I'm a Christian) and really liked her - she was musical, energetic, had a good sense of humor, loved God, loved people. I also liked Katherine - she was prettier and more popular, but I just didn't know her as well; also she was usually dating someone else.
But then Junior year (I had a class with Katherine, and also saw Noel about that time of day - you know, walk slower so I could see her in the hallway) something happened. I had gone out to a Mongolian grill with some guys, and was telling my friends (also guys) about it. Katherine overheard and said something to the effect of "I love that place! You should take me on a date there." I was caught off guard, but we did go on a date. It was as friends, though, because (weird part) she was seeing someone but he had graduated and moved to Montana and also they were kind of in an open relationship. So anyways we went on the date and had a good time. Now at this point I didn't have a cell phone but I did have a Facebook. Anyways, I never followed up or made a move (stupid) but I did tell her that I had a "semi-crush" on her over chat (stupid).
So anyways, I asked Noel out to Homecoming senior year, but she couldn't make it (for actual reasons, not friend zone reasons). I've never told her how I feel about her, and by the time Prom came around she went with another guy, who she's dating now.
If you're actually still reading this, good job you've exceeded my expectations. Anyways, Prom senior year I went with a friend, I didn't ask her out because I didn't feel that way about her. Don't get me wrong, I liked her but I just didn't want to date her.
I guess there are a few reasons why I was/am single all the time. I pretty much 'friend zone' myself. You know how girls friend zone guys because "they don't want to ruin the friendship" or stuff like that? I guess that's why I never asked anyone out - I was too worried they'd say no and it would be awkward, or it wouldn't work out and then we'd just avoid each other all the time. I'd seen enough relationships gone sour to know to avoid that. I also don't know how dating works. I had no idea when or where or how to meet up or go on dates or whatever - hell, I rarely hang out with my friends. Worse, I feel like I'd be a bad boyfriend, partially because I'm so jealous. Whenever I saw a guy with a girl I liked, I usually just reflexively disliked him. Guys that I didn't know before they dated girls I liked I disliked for no reason. I feel like if I was ever in a relationship I would be even worse.
Anyways, my family moved about an hour away from where we used to live (Dad got a new job) and I go to community college here. But the hot girls scene is not good here - pretty much everyone in my college classes is a dude, and all the girls either are old or are international and no speech engrish. So my odds of meeting a girl are pretty much nil.
Anyway, this has gone on long enough. I guess this sounds more whiny than I intended - I did have a lot of friends in high school, and I get along now.
Sorry if you want crazy stories - I've never sexed up an animal, molested a family member, or murdered anything. Oh well?[/QUOTE] You'll find a girl, I swear. We all make stupid mistakes, we just let them effect us differently. You are a nice guy, and you care about people. That can pay off in the end, trust me.
And not being like 50% of the other posts here? I'd consider that a win.
[quote]I don't mind genocide. I've always been slightly misanthropic at heart, But really, I don't mind the idea of a large portion of mankind being wiped out to purify the gene pool. Nothing race-specific, Blacks, Jews, Chinese, Japanese, Everyone regardless of race.[/quote]
What the fuck?
That's not normal dude, see a therapist.
[QUOTE=Tattimatonen;34043519]I'm going to be honest here
I eat my boogers and earwax too, but nothing else and only because I can't be arsed to get tissues or whatever
It's not that weird right[/QUOTE]
I do that too!
[QUOTE=The First 11'er;34042644]oh my god[/QUOTE]
This just hit me again, I now feel physically sick.
[QUOTE=OogalaBoogal;33634731]Ok so using a alt here, not sure why I didn't post much to begin with. But this thread is in need of content, so I think my life will help here.
I wasn't the weird kid in school. Well I kinda I guess. I was not very popular in school except in my school group of friends, and that was good enough for me. Now blah blah I know you guys just want to hear the confession part.
I'm a gay teen living in Louisiana. After years of struggling with my sexual identity I decided I was going to come out, and my idiot mind told me that telling my mom first was a good idea. It wasn't. She told me she could never love or accept me because her book of fairy tales told her that I'm wrong and should be stoned to death. I was called sick and twisted, I was told the devil was talking through me, and I needed help. I don't enjoy living this over again and I am tearing up trying to remember all rhe details.I just began to cry as I was called a nightmare and told there was nothing more vile that I could do. The only good out of this was the fact I begged and pleaded with her not to tell my dad, as I was assured he would disown me for this.
Now I guess is the time to add that for as long as I can remember Ive wanted to be a girl. I've always felt just strange in this body, and having to hide how I truly feel is killing me inside. I can't even shave my legs or arms, my parents will not allow it and tell me "My son won't be a cock sucking fag who shaves his legs" that's just wonderful.
I am hopelessly in love with one of my friends. I've know. Him since the fourth grade and he is one of the most beautiful boys I know. He never knew it, and probably never will. I loved just seeing him and being around him, talking to him and sitting next to him on the bus everyday could make anything bad happening better.
Now up to recent times. Over a month ago I was expelled from my school. The reason? I had myself a small YouTube channel, mostly dedicated to videos of me and my friends having fun and doing random shit, not smoking weed or drinking of course, that's offscreen. But it was also my blog where I spread my apparent atheist agenda, and often did vlogs on the days Bible lessons and such. The school found out when some girls parent saw my ids and reported me.
I have not been out of my house since, no school would accept me because my old one painted me as the devil incarnate, despite the fact I have never been in trouble for anything more than forgetting my homework. My homeschooling is terrible, and I miss my old life. It wasn't perfect but it was good enough for me. This is hardly a life at all.
Might I also mention the relationship I have been faking my years in high school? Me and my best friend have been pulling a type of Tim and Daisy, which is a Spaced reference for those who don't watch good television. Me being gay, and her a lesbian we used each other to hide from our parents and the world.
Well that's about it now, all I can think about is my love all night. I may not have ever had a chance, but him being there was enough for me. I always tell myself that once I get my phone back I am going to call him and tell him my feelings because I know I'll never see him again if things go bad.
Well that's all. I feel better now.
[/QUOTE]
I've gone through some similar stuff. I'd hug you if I could
I have something to confess
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[QUOTE=OogalaBoogal;34065422] It's not really a big deal to most people. If you are worried about having bad sex, it's not a big deal. Bad sex is like bad pizza; even though it's bad, it's still pretty good.[/quote]
I laughed so hard
[quote]
You'll find a girl, I swear. We all make stupid mistakes, we just let them effect us differently. You are a nice guy, and you care about people. That can pay off in the end, trust me.
And not being like 50% of the other posts here? I'd consider that a win.[/QUOTE]
Shit my advice to the last poster was to make more mistakes.
[QUOTE]I would like to try Human meat.
The Idea's been in my head for some time, and I don't think it's a bad idea. Look at all the meat we waste. We already waste cat meat, dog meat, and some people even waste horse meat, with no reason at all. I believe a body is merely the envelope of the living and once all life has ceased inside the body, we should not look down as to eat the body itself, as it is, after all, meat.
I have already tasted human blood. It didn't turn me into a vampire, werewolf or some emo shit. I quite like my blood, it tastes better than beef blood, which tastes like steel. I have eaten fallen pieces of my body, namely skin, and it was very consistent.
I, for one, would love my body to be eaten after I die. It would make me happy to know that, even after I'll die, I'll still have a purpose.
I must try it. It is necessary that I taste it at least once. I also have to eat one animal of each kind. I do not care for the moral implications of this quest, as I have come to the conclusion that every meats deserves to be eaten, and that not one should be wasted.
So, FP. Care to lend me some?[/QUOTE] No.
[QUOTE]I'm having an affair with someone I've known practically my whole life. Tonight her and I went parking in the woods, and it really was 'paradise by the dashboard lights'.
It felt great. I've never felt so alive.
It's good to get this off my chest.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE]My older brother is fucking stupid assburgers ridden shit stain.
His ADHD pisses me off to no end and he actually uses that as an excuse to other people about why he can't do shit right.
My younger brother is a complete fucking overweight asshole that only does things when he gets paid.
He actually asks for money if my dad wants him to go on a diet.
Even my dad is pissed with both of them, though he holds it back a lot. I can see that he thinks this way just looking at him when we're having a conversation alone. I also hold back my hate around them too so that they feel accepted. They are just that idiotic. Shit, even my older brothers friends are concerned when with him.
I just wish those guys could get out of my life. Being a single child would be the greatest thing in my life. Siblings are just a pain in the ass and anyone who wishes they had them don't know most of the pain that people with siblings have to go through. Even my dad hates his own siblings.
I just want to be alone, in complete solitude.[/QUOTE] Siblings are alright. [URL="http://www.facepunch.com/members/395996-Ogopogo"]Mine's an alright poster/guy.[/URL] You just weren't very fortunate, sorry.
[QUOTE]Well, I need to get this story off my chest and I feel somewhere like FP's confessional is perfect for it.
It all started in about July of 2010. I was 19 at the time. I was browsing around on the eXchange (one of those retarded chat apps on iOS) for probably the 3rd week in a row. Since no one had responded to me or sent me a message in all that time, I decided to delete it. Right as I was about to touch the X, I got a message from someone.
I opened the app back up and saw it was from a very beautiful 18 year old a few states away. I was bored and really had nothing else to do so I chatted with her. We really hit it off. Before I knew it, it was 4 AM. I asked if we could exchange phone numbers so we could text and we did.
I woke up at 7:30 with a text from her saying "Good Morning!", so I responded back and we chatted nearly all day back and forth (I was unemployed at the time and she told me she was as well).
This goes on for about a week. We really seemed to click with one another. One night she asks if she can call me so we can talk instead of text and I tell her sure. So from then on out we texted during the day and talked at night (free night minutes and such).
One night we're talking and it falls silent. I mean it's 2AM so we're both getting tired and slowing down. Then I suddenly start to hear giggles on the other side of the phone. I ask her what's funny and she tells me "Nothing.". Well; the giggling continues for a few more minutes and I figure out she's masturbating. So I say, "What're you thinking about?" and she simply says, "You.". At this point we've been talking a lot and of course we've sent pictures to each other, so we know what the other looks like. Well, what's a healthy 19 year old to do when a girl starts masturbating to him? Do the same to her.
It was the first time I'd had phone sex, and I have to say it was is incredibly enjoyable. This continues nearly every night until on September 10th I ask her to be my girlfriend. She says YES!!! So enthusiastically my heart jumps out of my chest.
A week after this she gets a new laptop. With a webcam. So naturally what do we do? Use the hell out of Skype.
This goes great until the last weekend in August. She calls me that Friday saying she really needs me to come see her. I'd had some saved up from odd jobs and such, so I pack my bags and head for where she lives for the weekend.
I get there, we meet at the mall, I introduce myself to her mom, etc etc. She sizes me up and is apparently ok with me.
That weekend was, and despite everything I'm about to tell you, still is the best two days of my entire life. I felt so wonderfully happy. We didn't go all the way, but we did practically everything else. I felt truly, deeply in love.
After I had returned home I knew I had to go back again, so I redoubled my efforts to find a job. Eventually in December, I was finally hired. At McDonald's. Sure it wasn't the best job, but it got money coming in. Unfortunately not enough to go back, so I began seeking another job.
Because of the economy I essentially got slapped from one job to another until finally I get a good one. One that would pay enough I could visit every weekend. I begin planning a surprise visit back up there, when all of a sudden, a different woman claiming to be her mother calls me.
This is when shit hits the fucking fan. Hell, the fan itself is made of shit at this point. She points me to her Facebook; and indeed this woman is the girl's real mother. Turns out he other woman was one of her friends moms.
Then the real mom sends me an image. A clearly undoctored (except for blanking socials and such) photo of the girls birth certificate. At this point in time, I am 20 and I believe the girl to be 19. In reality, she's only 15.
I'm shattered. To think the first girl to show any interest in me in my entire life not only lied to me from the start, but she told such a horrendously dangerous lie just separates me from reality. I don't snap back until the mother calls me as I'd not responded to her on Facebook.
I don't think anyone on this planet has ever apologized as profusely as I did over the next 10 minutes. She agrees to not do anything on the condition I never speak to the girl again. I agree of course.
The girl does call me once after this, and it was painful. I could tell that she truly was sorry, but this was somewhere that sorry was not enough.
After I got off the phone I crawled into my bed and lay there for the next two days, only leaving to use the bathroom or drink some water. Luckily (sort of) I'd been laid off due to contract issues the day before this happened, so I wasn't missed at a job.
The only time I ever cried more was when my father died when I was 16. I don't believe I'll ever cry that hard again.
I was fine for the next few weeks. My brain just shut the memories out. Now it's been nearly four months since I received that phone call and my memories are back.
No matter what I do, I can't seem to forget this girl. I wish she really was 19, I would take her back in an instant. Hell, right now only the knowledge of her age is keeping me from calling her right this instant.
I do follow the confessional thread, so anything comforting anyone wants to say would be appreciated more than you could ever know.
Thank you for reading, Facepunch.[/QUOTE] This is why I never want an internet relationship. Ever.
[QUOTE=OogalaBoogal;34136204]Well, I need to get this story off my chest and I feel somewhere like FP's confessional is perfect for it.
It all started in about July of 2010. I was 19 at the time. I was browsing around on the eXchange (one of those retarded chat apps on iOS) for probably the 3rd week in a row. Since no one had responded to me or sent me a message in all that time, I decided to delete it. Right as I was about to touch the X, I got a message from someone.
I opened the app back up and saw it was from a very beautiful 18 year old a few states away. I was bored and really had nothing else to do so I chatted with her. We really hit it off. Before I knew it, it was 4 AM. I asked if we could exchange phone numbers so we could text and we did.
I woke up at 7:30 with a text from her saying "Good Morning!", so I responded back and we chatted nearly all day back and forth (I was unemployed at the time and she told me she was as well).
This goes on for about a week. We really seemed to click with one another. One night she asks if she can call me so we can talk instead of text and I tell her sure. So from then on out we texted during the day and talked at night (free night minutes and such).
One night we're talking and it falls silent. I mean it's 2AM so we're both getting tired and slowing down. Then I suddenly start to hear giggles on the other side of the phone. I ask her what's funny and she tells me "Nothing.". Well; the giggling continues for a few more minutes and I figure out she's masturbating. So I say, "What're you thinking about?" and she simply says, "You.". At this point we've been talking a lot and of course we've sent pictures to each other, so we know what the other looks like. Well, what's a healthy 19 year old to do when a girl starts masturbating to him? Do the same to her.
It was the first time I'd had phone sex, and I have to say it was is incredibly enjoyable. This continues nearly every night until on September 10th I ask her to be my girlfriend. She says YES!!! So enthusiastically my heart jumps out of my chest.
A week after this she gets a new laptop. With a webcam. So naturally what do we do? Use the hell out of Skype.
This goes great until the last weekend in August. She calls me that Friday saying she really needs me to come see her. I'd had some saved up from odd jobs and such, so I pack my bags and head for where she lives for the weekend.
I get there, we meet at the mall, I introduce myself to her mom, etc etc. She sizes me up and is apparently ok with me.
That weekend was, and despite everything I'm about to tell you, still is the best two days of my entire life. I felt so wonderfully happy. We didn't go all the way, but we did practically everything else. I felt truly, deeply in love.
After I had returned home I knew I had to go back again, so I redoubled my efforts to find a job. Eventually in December, I was finally hired. At McDonald's. Sure it wasn't the best job, but it got money coming in. Unfortunately not enough to go back, so I began seeking another job.
Because of the economy I essentially got slapped from one job to another until finally I get a good one. One that would pay enough I could visit every weekend. I begin planning a surprise visit back up there, when all of a sudden, a different woman claiming to be her mother calls me.
This is when shit hits the fucking fan. Hell, the fan itself is made of shit at this point. She points me to her Facebook; and indeed this woman is the girl's real mother. Turns out he other woman was one of her friends moms.
Then the real mom sends me an image. A clearly undoctored (except for blanking socials and such) photo of the girls birth certificate. At this point in time, I am 20 and I believe the girl to be 19. In reality, she's only 15.
I'm shattered. To think the first girl to show any interest in me in my entire life not only lied to me from the start, but she told such a horrendously dangerous lie just separates me from reality. I don't snap back until the mother calls me as I'd not responded to her on Facebook.
I don't think anyone on this planet has ever apologized as profusely as I did over the next 10 minutes. She agrees to not do anything on the condition I never speak to the girl again. I agree of course.
The girl does call me once after this, and it was painful. I could tell that she truly was sorry, but this was somewhere that sorry was not enough.
After I got off the phone I crawled into my bed and lay there for the next two days, only leaving to use the bathroom or drink some water. Luckily (sort of) I'd been laid off due to contract issues the day before this happened, so I wasn't missed at a job.
The only time I ever cried more was when my father died when I was 16. I don't believe I'll ever cry that hard again.
I was fine for the next few weeks. My brain just shut the memories out. Now it's been nearly four months since I received that phone call and my memories are back.
No matter what I do, I can't seem to forget this girl. I wish she really was 19, I would take her back in an instant. Hell, right now only the knowledge of her age is keeping me from calling her right this instant.
I do follow the confessional thread, so anything comforting anyone wants to say would be appreciated more than you could ever know.
Thank you for reading, Facepunch.[/QUOTE]
I'm almost certain I know exactly who this is. And if so I can't really say anything more than what I've previously told them.
Keep on keepin' on is all I can say.
[quote]I would like to try Human meat.
The Idea's been in my head for some time, and I don't think it's a bad idea. Look at all the meat we waste. We already waste cat meat, dog meat, and some people even waste horse meat, with no reason at all. I believe a body is merely the envelope of the living and once all life has ceased inside the body, we should not look down as to eat the body itself, as it is, after all, meat.
I have already tasted human blood. It didn't turn me into a vampire, werewolf or some emo shit. I quite like my blood, it tastes better than beef blood, which tastes like steel. I have eaten fallen pieces of my body, namely skin, and it was very consistent.
I, for one, would love my body to be eaten after I die. It would make me happy to know that, even after I'll die, I'll still have a purpose.
I must try it. It is necessary that I taste it at least once. I also have to eat one animal of each kind. I do not care for the moral implications of this quest, as I have come to the conclusion that every meats deserves to be eaten, and that not one should be wasted.
So, FP. Care to lend me some?[/quote]
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yg2u_De8j5o[/media]
I'd like to try human meat, too, actually.
Hey, creepy vore guy, wanna do like those craigslist guys?
After reading as many of those threads as I could, I must say it was completely worth it.
Truly a great concept.
[quote]Well, I need to get this story off my chest and I feel somewhere like FP's confessional is perfect for it.[/quote]
Pimpin aint ez
I think that fifteen year old might be one of my friends. All she does is screw college guys.
like, literally. that's all she does. I dunno how, seeing as she's a manipulative (that might explain it) bitch, but yeah.
[editline]10th January 2012[/editline]
Actually, now that I think about that, I have a bunch of friends like that.
Maybe the problem is that I need new friends.
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