I hate it when people try to say that you don't know proper english like who made you a Teacher if anything you're dumbass ain't smart yourself talking shit behind a keyboard but you wouldn't last in a real fight. So just shut your dumbass
I used to be a theistic Satanist No I didn't sacrifice animals or anything crazy but it did worship demons and it's coming back to haunt me and I don't know what to do
I have a deep love for kneading/shaking fat animal butts and kneading/shaking/sleeping on fat animal bellies. It’s tied to my love of animals and my wish to possess zoolingualism. Fat animals are especially silly adorable to me. Many animated characters fit this bill.
I want my best friend's relationship to fail and it's for selfish reasons. I feel like I'm a burden and will end up alone if it works out. Part of me thinks I would be better off gone so I'm not dragging him down anymore.
I really feel so catalytic between hating my crush and really liking him. I tell myself he’s terrible but then when I see him I can’t help falling. I’m scared I have bpd
Me and my family was trying to have lunch at McDonald's until a man wearing a straw hat, overalls, and bare feet went inside McDonald's and he was holding a Banjo too and as McDonald's Employees tried to let the man know about the Dress Code Policy, he stands on top of the counter playing his banjo and singing Old MacDonald had a farm EIEIO and started clucking like a Chicken to the annoyance of everybody inside the restaurant.
Then after he started shouting EIEIO the Employees began yelling at him to stop and to leave the restaurant and then...Me and my family was trying to have lunch at McDonald's until a man wearing a straw hat, overalls, and bare feet went inside McDonald's and he was holding a Banjo too and as McDonald's Employees tried to let the man know about the Dress Code Policy, he stands on top of the counter playing his banjo and singing Old MacDonald had a farm EIEIO and started clucking like a Chicken to the annoyance of everybody inside the restaurant.
Then after he started shouting EIEIO the Employees began yelling at him to stop and to leave the restaurant and then the Hillbilly f*rted right in the McDonald's Worker's Face and then he takes out a stuffed horse on a stick toy, put it between his legs, and started galloping towards the restroom and yes he went inside the restroom barefoot, now that is just nasty walking barefoot inside of a public restroom in a place where people eat, that just nearly made me lose my lunch.
Then about 20 minutes later the Hillbilly leaves the restroom in his underwear with shit stains skidmarked on his underwear as everyone all started pointing and laughing at this man.
He then laid his banjo on my table and then picked up his foot and he actually started to smell his f**king feet in the middle of the damn restaurant while other patrons were trying to eat as I could hear everybody groaning in disgust and wondering if this man needs to be put in the funny farm because if you are smelling your feet in a restaurant than you should be given a one way trip to the Funny Farm.
Then the Hillbilly snatched my Big Mac off of my table and placed his foot inside of my Big Mac, and then sucked his f**king toes on my f**king Big Mac.
I was so pised off I took the inbred's banjo and whacked him upside the head with his banjo as McDonald's Workers began to d**g this half naked hillbilly out of McDonald's as everybody applauded me for taking care of this whackjob while everybody outside pointed and laughed at this inbred hick for his rude and disruptive antics as they hauled his stupid ass off to the funny farm.
I was SA’d when I was 12 by a friend’s little brother. I’m currently 18 and still scared to speak about it to anyone in fear of being blamed. I may muster up the courage to tell my sister someday, but never my parents as I can’t trust my mother not to make it about her, nor do I want to ruin the image of him and his family in their minds.
I feel so tired all the time. My life is good and everyone likes me (to my knowledge) but when I wake up, I feel so upset and depressed. I feel like nothing I do will get me out of this and I wonder if it’s all worth it now. I work a shit job, failing at college and struggling mentally with my anxiety and stress. I feel like I’m hurting everyone around me by being so closed off, especially my boyfriend and parents. I’m lying to them and telling them I’m fine but in reality, I cry for ten...I feel so tired all the time. My life is good and everyone likes me (to my knowledge) but when I wake up, I feel so upset and depressed. I feel like nothing I do will get me out of this and I wonder if it’s all worth it now. I work a shit job, failing at college and struggling mentally with my anxiety and stress. I feel like I’m hurting everyone around me by being so closed off, especially my boyfriend and parents. I’m lying to them and telling them I’m fine but in reality, I cry for ten minutes before I start my day. I don’t want to feel like this anymore.
I am a stepsister and have always referred to my stepbrothers and stepsisters as my brothers and sisters but they always introduce me as their stepsister. I’m oldest and I’m the one with the higher education through a full academic scholarship. I love my brothers and sisters and I’ve told them many times I don’t like using “step” when referring to them. My husband tells me they have no respect for me because they are a bunch of uneducated hicks and I need to ignore them when they ask me for financial help but when they need me I feel...I am a stepsister and have always referred to my stepbrothers and stepsisters as my brothers and sisters but they always introduce me as their stepsister. I’m oldest and I’m the one with the higher education through a full academic scholarship. I love my brothers and sisters and I’ve told them many times I don’t like using “step” when referring to them. My husband tells me they have no respect for me because they are a bunch of uneducated hicks and I need to ignore them when they ask me for financial help but when they need me I feel as their sister I need to be there for them.
Please pray to God through Jesus Christ, read the Bible and go to church or watch it online for better health, wealth, happiness, peace and love. Thank you
I've been in love with this guy since I was in middle school. No one knows this secret. Literally no one.
In the middle school, I liked him, not a fall in love at the first sight. I often saw him when he went to the canteen or just went with his friends through my classroom corridor. Then, suddenly, someday I found him so adorable so I started to get to know him better. Unfortunately, I was a shy, antisocial, introvert and anxious girl at that time. I did not dare to say hi to him (to everyone actully). So,...I've been in love with this guy since I was in middle school. No one knows this secret. Literally no one.
In the middle school, I liked him, not a fall in love at the first sight. I often saw him when he went to the canteen or just went with his friends through my classroom corridor. Then, suddenly, someday I found him so adorable so I started to get to know him better. Unfortunately, I was a shy, antisocial, introvert and anxious girl at that time. I did not dare to say hi to him (to everyone actully). So, I just wrote his name on my diary. Looking for his pictures on facebook and everything I could do to know him more. Until I graduated middle school, he did not happen to know me. Even my name. The closest moment I spent with him was when I sat so closely to him (about 2 meters away.
then, He and I went to different high school so I've never met him again. After graduated from high school, I discovered that he went to the same campus as me. However, now I am about to graduate from college, I've never met him.
I've never loved any guy but him. I am waiting for him, even though i dont know what I am waiting for. Maybe a posiblity that we would meet again someday and be together? I don't know.
P. s I never have a sweet story with him, I just have his name.
I once helped a stranger in need, expecting nothing in return. Years later, that stranger became my best friend, never knowing it was me who changed their life.
I once pretended to know everything about a topic in a conversation just to sound smart. But then someone asked me a question, and I had to awkwardly admit, ‘I have no idea what I’m talking about.’ Lesson learned is It’s okay to just say, ‘I don’t know.’