Well today it was just a normal day like no other, well I had a great 4th of July yesterday I had a few drink's and pigged out on ribs and potato salad. Well I am working a story about a woman named Priscilla she's a phone sex operator in Los Angeles,California. I want to extend my prayers to the soldier that was brutally murdered by another soldier, well I feel that that these people are taking this mask situation way out of proportion. Well what do y'all think about Kanye west running for president of the United states, I think it is a bad idea . Well I feel that these protesters are taking this shit too fucking far I know that y'all want to be treated equally but I feel destroying property isn't the answer to everything. Well I really enjoyed watching the fireworks last night it was really fun well I can't believe those cop's that had a hand in George Floyd death they don't need to be out walking free .If I was the district attorney I wouldn't let those motherfuckers out on bail after they killed someone while in custody . I feel that these cop's need to held accountable for their actions if they maliciously murder someone in cold blood . Those cop's need to be strapped to a gurney and get a hot dose of go to sleep well I am going to go ahead and end here
I can't believe its taken me this long to do this. A long time coming but its time nonetheless. Back when I was in highschool, I was never really involved in the dating scene. Highschool seemed to simply be a glorified place where people had to compete to be noticed, be admired, to simply be known and viewed at as a human being. And if you did something that was in the least bit awkward then it was frowned upon and you were either completely ignored or you were mocked for the rest of your highschool years. Which brings me to my confession. It wasn't until I turned 20, two years after I had graduated from highschool that I began feeling the stirs of desire and romance. From the age of 20 to about 24, I flirted with multiple women, I remained single though. The more I flirted, the more I began to get drunk and intoxicated with the conversations. They were in their mid to late 40's and 50's. I made certain that they were single though. The conversations went from simple flirting to sometimes quite intimate discussions. I was addicted to this behavior. But then, I stopped to think. Why was I doing this? Was it right? All those questions built up in my mind, my heart, and my soul. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, the more fearful I became, the more guilty I became. I gained weight, lost my connection to my spiritual side ( no I'm not conserative), I became distrustful and I then stopped doing it all together. It doesn't change the fact though that I was a pig. Nothing more than a hounddog, a weasel. I thought with my sensual and lustful desires rather than thinking with my brain. I place this in the hate category because I have hated myself for behaving like this. I was a coward and have been behaving like a coward. A sin of pleasure and desire. Of course at the time I was doing it I didn't feel that way. I am in a caereer that I have fallen in love with and am eager to succeed at. However, every night I think back on those past mistakes I made, all the flirting, the lust, and I feel sick to my stomach for my behavior. For years I prided myself on being loyal to my friends and family and always being there for them, yet I lost my loyalty the second I began flirting and giving in to my desires. Again, I was foolish and I have been acting like a coward and trying to run from the mistakes. I am ready to move on though and ask for only one thing now to help me get my life back on track. I ask for forgiveness and the chance to move on and start over. I've lost most of the weight that I gained, I've really been working hard to stay loyal to the new friends I've made and my family, my new career is like a crop of wealth just waiting for me to harvest. If only I can get over this hatred that I feel. Hatred directed towards myself. Thank you for your time.
Well today my dog Princess gave me such a hard time this morning when it came time for her walk ,well I left her at the house .After leaving her at the house I took my dog Coco to walk during the walk I saw this nice looking lady walking, well one of the people i talked to on Facebook she tried to ask me for some money so she could get a gift card. I had told the woman could she send me a naked picture to her and she told me gift card first so I blocked her. Well after that she had stop replying to her messages, I hope that these people come to their senses and stop being unruly.
To be honest, I don't understand why getting sent dick pics is SO bad. I mean, it's obviously unwanted, but often women complain about it being harassment, and there's even laws stating that it is- but honestly, I don't get it. It's a picture. It can't hurt you. It's bad in a interpersonal sense, but a crime? Sexual harassment? I don't know. Btw, I'm a girl.
i fucking hate starwars . its bullshit... dont understand why people hype it. i would rather sleep or switch off the tv for hours than watch a single episode. if i was to choose between watching it and death i would rather die. fuck starwars fuck the people who hype it for no good reason . fuck those who judge people like me . pieces of shit.
Well today I tried to walk my dog Princess she didn't want to go for her morning walk, well my phone was very quiet yesterday I didn't get any funny calls. Well I want to keep our nation in our prayers especially the people out there protesting about the police. I feel that these cop's are being overzealous in how they handle themselves when dealing with people they come across, well I hope that everyone has a safe and happy fourth of July.
whyd you keep ignoring me like that unblock me
i deleted my reddit account where i'd be talking about Rose and reading news of her and just telling everyone how awesome she is and that shes my hero and that shes beautiful, i deleted it all , i don't want to think about her anymore because lately my mind has been getting darker and darker, i end upthinking how she has a husband and how she won't ever like me and i feel like killing myself very strongly, so i don't want to think about her anymore, i just want to follow my dreams yes shes still my hero and who inspired me and in a way gave me permission to dream but my dreams and my life are my own, if i keep going like i was she wouldn't like me when we met, or we would never meet because i would kill myself. i want when she meets me she looks up to me too and thinks i am doing well and thinks i am dignified and respectable, and i want to chase my dreams and do the best i can
My confession is that I made an account on that new Parler app- the thing that's trying to be a "safe space" Twitter alternative for MAGA Trump supporters- for the sole purpose of trolling the right-wing dipshits trying to escape the consequences of their shitty behavior. And I'm having a GREAT time pissing people off.
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