My then-boyfriend cheated on me with this girl, who is now his girlfriend. The other night, he cheated on her. With me. I don’t feel guilty at all.

The first naked breasts that I ever saw were my aunts. I’ve masturbated to them a few times.

I think about suicide often. I am just a horrible person and feel that if my life was over I would hurt much less people. I will not be committing suicide, I enjoy life too much, so no need to send me links to suicide watch. But every day with my morning orange juice I think, should I hang myself? I been thinking this way for over 20 years, and every time I reply to myself, “Not today.”

I like to pull my pants down and spread my ass cheeks whenever I have to fart so I always get that nice whooshing sound. I immediately bend over and sniff the area where I farted to get the absolute crisp smelling fart smell every time.

Every time I meet a hot new girl friend, I picture a way to sleep with her. I’m a straight female.

I have been porkin’ my best friend’s sister on and off for 10 years

I shat myself today. I gambled on a fart and I lost.

I put on an attitude of apathy and constant mental cleanliness to everyone I know, but I spend almost every minute of introversion in complete emotional disarray.

When I was about 10-12 I used to dress up in my mom’s sexy under garments, possibly put on a skirt and blouse, tuck my dinger up against my stomach, and basically hump the shit out of this large stuffed bear until I came. Yeah.

I blamed the mess in the sheets on her…. it wasn’t her.