Bad Deeds

Your friend talks crap about you especially your weight. I'm not going to forward the messages to you though because I want to see you suffer when you figure out she's a backstabber because you deserve it.

Last night I went to a party and cheated on my boyfriend of 4 years. I got pretty wasted an fucked a cute boy. I didn't tell my boyfriend. But is it bad that I don't really regret it? My 4 year relationship has become borning. And this was just something fun and out of the ordinary. I feel really bad for betraying him yet I still wanna meet up with the boy from the party. What should I do? : /

Two years ago I nearly had sex with my older brother's best friend and I was so embarrassed I began to tell my friends that he raped me. Luckily for me the guy lives in another state now but it's so hard to tell my friends I was lying. I must be a horrible person for this. Too bad I didn't have sex with him, I would have lost my virginity that night which I have also lied about. I'm a 20 year old virgin and no one knows.

Secret: I am having an affair with a married man old enough to be my dad.

Truth: I love it. I don't have to worry that he wants a commitment because he is already committed. And I get the benefit of his years of experience as a lover. And it is better then I have ever had it. I regret nothing.

If his wife did not want him to cheat then she should start sleeping with him.

I am not his first affair. And I am sure I will not be his last.

My mom decided it would be awesome if she made a sign and went to a Wal-Mart parking lot with a sign to make a little extra money. She took my little brother and made a butt load of cash. Well, it was decided that I do the same, I took my little brother as well, who is eight years old. These two guys who looked like they were in their mid-twenties pulled over and asked me what I was trying to get money for. I told them that my mother had died and I needed to raise money to send him to my grandma in Colorado so she could take care of him because I was too young and unable to do so. They gave my fifty dollars and asked me if I was lying, I told them no. Later that day, I bought weed with the money. Fucked up, huh?

My secret is no longer a secret, I am living with a man but fucking every man at my job that wanna hit it. I caint stop myself i feel im important when guys wanna fuck me, thats the only time i feel special. I leave my kids with him and go off to work to fuck in closets at the hospital and one time i even sucked a patients dick when i was cleaning a room. My name is Tiesha Rush and i am the bravest bitch on here and i work for uic hospital in chicago and live on 4753 South loomis , you can contact me on craigslist too cause i think i still got my page there but im only looking for people like me

I'm a stealer.
I'm a smoker.
I'm a drinker.
I'm a terribale person.
I am 12 years old.

My life is fucked up.

My boyfriend and I were making out and he grabbed by breast. I was scared and excited and didn't know what to do, I was raped 9 years ago and am terrified of even the thought of sex, but I didn't know what to do & so I let him continue. Later he shoved me away from him and didn't say anything of it, now he's not replying to me at all. I keep wondering, what is the point of trusting him if he's going to do this?

I secretly read all of the REALLY long secrets to laugh because they all sound fucking retarded.

My dear arsonist, my own exfiancé, had slipped out that he was happy to see all my stuff go. He thought I didn't know, but who are we kidding. It was fair revenge - he felt like I had cheated him, and so he let my paintings, objets d'art and favourite tchotchkes burn in a fire, although I know he was really after the rushes the lover and I had made.

What he would not know is that
I had set him up for this. I know his passive-aggressive self well enough to know his reactions to things. But he should've known me well enough by then to know how I'd like to see my failed works and works that remind me of my failures, go to flames.

Plus, I paid a premium on insurance for that studio, and the payout was good. It's a win-win situation for us. But in retrospect I feel guilty how I've gotten cash that could've been used to help compensate those suffering truer tragedies. I'm embarrassed just thinking of it now,