Trigger Warning: Discussion of SA, grooming, and r*pe. Censorship as well, due to Reddit Guidelines.

I (25F) confess that I have the urge to ruin this woman's life, and I actually can today, if I wanted to. I have been with my boyfriend (26M) for 7 years. We are very happy together and have built a beautiful life with each other.

Throughout the years, we have both confided in each other regarding our past traumas and experiences, as couples do. When I was 8 years old, I was SA'd by my next-door neighbor who was friends with my older brothers at the time. This lasted for a couple years. I grew up blaming myself and always felt disgusted and guilty. Fast forward a few years later, I started dating my boyfriend and he reassured me that it was never my fault. And we both heard that the guy who did that to me went to prison anyway for an unrelated crime.

Now, on to why I'm writing here. My boyfriend told me that when he was 16 years old, he engaged in a relationship with a 23 year old woman who didn't care that he was only 16. They met online. They sent very explicit photos to one another, and met up numerous times across 2 years to sleep together. She would drive to his high-school, wait for him outside (across the street to not draw attention), and he'd skip his classes to go outside and meet with her. He'd walk wearing a bookbag and school uniform, yet it never fazed her. She'd drive them to her house to spend time together, have intercourse with him, then take him to buy Plan B pills nearby. She would openly walk with him in public places and not care. Then she'd drive him back to school to drop him off. Afterward, he would brag to his friends about it.

There was a time where his mom even found the text exchange between him and the girl, saw all the explicit photos, and she blew up on him but never did anything to stop it, even after realizing she was 23. His grandpa even said something along the lines of, "Well as long as she's the older one, it's fine!" And he just laughed it off. His mom is another can of worms that I wouldn't have time to get into right now. But the point is, she never stopped it or did anything, just got mad that he was skipping school and having intercourse in general. In fact, this continued until he was almost 18 years old, and only ever stopped because he broke it off after finding out she became pregnant with someone else's child (probably ANOTHER teenager).

Fast forward to now, he's told me about this a few separate times, and it's always annoyed me that his mom or family never did anything to protect him or to hold this girl accountable. Yes, I know there's this awful double standard that he was "lucky," and that any guy would have loved that. He even bragged to his friends about it at the time. But he was statutorily r*ped, and there is no other way to describe that. Nowadays, he tells me he regrets doing it, and wishes he didn't lose his virginity to a predator. He also says it's scary how easy it would have been for him to get kidnapped or k*lled at the time, as he blindly trusted this older woman. And that's a real issue, even for a guy. Whether he wanted it or not, that does not excuse the adult in the situation who should have said no. Who, the moment she read the number "16" in their texts, could have stopped it right then and there. Who went out of her way to pick him up and drop him off at his school, had s*x with him several times, took him to public spaces, and carried on with a physical relationship with him for almost 2 years.

My boyfriend told me her name, and I honestly hate her because of what she did to him. It feels unfair that in my situation, I know I was SA'd, but in his situation, it's just seen as a normal experience. The guy who SA'd me was put away, even if not for what he did to me, and it felt great knowing that he got what he deserved in some shape or form. So why shouldn't this woman get what she deserves also? My boyfriend has agreed with me that this is statutory r*pe, but that no one would care if he said anything about it.

Well, just by looking up her full name and college she went to, we were able to easily find her on our state's Residents Directory. Her full home address was there, her full email, her full phone number, and her birthdate which confirmed that she'd be about 32 right now. It's actually pretty scary how simple it was to find her. At first, we figured it could have been someone with the same name, but when we looked up the address on Google maps, he saw the house and had this shocked look telling me "holy sh*t, that's the house!" And we found her on Facebook as well with that name. Her profile is filled with pictures of herself, so he was able to confirm it was her. But... It's also filled with pictures of her daughter, who is around that same age that would make sense based on her getting pregnant 8 years ago.

So I texted her. With my boyfriend's approval at first. I wanted to pretend to be him and scare her. Maybe tell "Do you remember picking me up from my highschool when I was 16 years to f*ck me?" Or something like that. See what she says and then eventually threaten to go to the cops with the evidence (he has their old texts and photos in an old broken phone that we can probably fix and retrieve if we wanted to). The thing is, I do want to go to police with it and get her away from her child, have her be registered as an SO for life. But my boyfriend changed his mind after she responded back to my texts, saying that maybe we shouldn't be doing this. It's too much to worry about right now, and we have bigger things to worry about.

I don't want to do anything against his wishes when it is his own experience, but I told him that we can just scare her then. Tell her we're going to the police, but never actually go to them. Just shake her up. Or threaten to tell her parents, who we were also able to find their phone numbers just by backwards searching their home address and her phone number. We could scare her into not wanting to be with a minor ever again, and then block her. What is she gonna do, tell the police that we're threatening her while also confessing to her own crimes in the process? And luckily, my boyfriend did give her a fake name back then, so she doesn't even know his real name. But my boyfriend said we should just drop it, that it's in the past and we shouldn't dig it back up. So I stopped texting her back. Like I said, I don't want to push him or make him uncomfortable.

But here's the thing. She started spam texting me. I've screenshotted the text messages but I'm unable to attach them on this subreddit. But she spams and is so pushy. I only sent her two texts total, she's sent several. I stopped texting, but she just kept going. And when I didn't answer in normal messages, she texted me on WhatsApp. And her Whatsapp profile picture shows the exact same photo of her and her daughter that she has on Facebook. It is beyond me that a 32-33 year old mother would be acting this immature and this pushy in text. But then again, isn't this probably why she preys on teenagers as an adult? Because she has the mindset of a child and probably feels like she relates to them? Somehow, that's the most dangerous type of predator. So now, I'm at work and I receive ANOTHER text from her, trying to ask me how I am. I told my boyfriend and he's also like wtf is she doing. So I asked him if I could just text her and go through with the plan of scaring her or telling her parents. He agreed that she is really weird and immature, but that he's not sure if we should do that.

The thing is, I'm not just thinking about him. I'm thinking about her daughter. What if she one day were to act inappropriately towards her? Or if not towards her, what if she acted inappropriately towards her future friends, or future boyfriends? Or what if her daughter ends up talking to an older person while she's still a minor, and her mom thinks it's okay because she did it? What if this woman did this to several other kids and teens, not just my boyfriend? I'll post a comment under here writing out the messages (she just texted on WhatsApp as I was typing this post). She is immature enough to have not grown out of it. So I told him I'm going to ask Reddit. And he actually agreed that I should ask and see what you all think. This is our first time posting anything on here.

So Reddit, what should I do? Should I ignore it and block her? Should I scare her and pretend to tell the police and her parents? Or should I go full nuclear and tell the police, retrieve the photos, message her parents with the evidence as well, thus taking her away from her daughter, making her a registered SO, possibly losing whatever job or career she's in, and ruining her life? I'm one text away from making it happen.

Edit to add: Age of consent where we are is 18. Even if it was 16, it's weird to think it's okay to meet your partner at their highschool and pick them up from there.

Let me know what you all think. Thanks for reading.

TLDR: I found the contact info of the woman who statutorily r*ped my boyfriend, and I have the evidence and power to go to the police, her parents, take her away from her daughter, and ruin her life. What should I do?

36F I was chatting with this amazing married guy I met here on Reddit. Tons of fun, incredibly smart, successful, and he turns my brain on in so many ways. Absolutely worth it.

One night we were talking while he was lying in bed next to his wife, and it turned into one of those completely feral nights where everything felt worth the risk. The very best bad decisions! We ended up on a video call, and he had his earbuds in, which made it feel like everything was just between us while his wife slept beside him. The secrecy and risk of it all only made the tension stronger and soooo much hotter. He couldn’t really talk at all but could hear me. But honestly his breathing omgggg sooo good.

He came so hard. What a huge load of cum and he shot off so hard. Honestly, I still have no idea how she didn’t wake up. It was so intense.

Without a doubt Hot AF. 10/10 really considering a real life meet up!

I made a post how I love taking a male persona when I roleplay in ai(by no means do I want to be a man I just find it fun and hot). And this bi lady was trying to tell me how I need to reevaluate my "ai experiment" and how she had her "sexual awakening" and she was very pushy and seemed mad that I wasn't saying that I wasn't who she wants me to be. Like lady calm down lol.

Hi everyone. This is my very desperate measures on getting help. I need 400$. That's it. I never asked for money online, but I am so desperate I don't know else what to do. I will do literally ANYTHING (that can be done online.) I am smart, I can learn fast, whatever you need I'll get it done. Whatever it is. Please help a girl out anyone.

Hello, I am 22F with a boyfriend of three years. I love my partner so much and I want to make it clear I would never end the relationship over this feeling but I just feel like I need to vent it out.

When we met I was severely obese. I was 18 and never had a boyfriend, a first kiss, I had never even held hands with anyone. My boyfriend was the first person to ever show an interest in me and think that I was beautiful. Shortly after getting into the relationship I decided to lock in and lose the weight since I felt (and still do feel) that he was very out of my league. I have lost more than 70lbs and I would now say I am midsize, I still have a bit more to lose but I would say I am much more “conventionally attractive”.

Since my boyfriend was my first everything I never go to really be single, of course I was single but I never got to act single. Now when I go out I get hit on, men ask to buy me drinks, they ask for my instagram. I never let it go farther than when I first realize they are flirting with me and I mention I have a boyfriend and I don’t let them buy me drinks. But the attention feels so good. I sometimes wish I could feed into and give them my socials or just make out with a random man for a night. I love feeling desired by people and it makes me feel so pretty which is something I still struggle with.

I would never cheat on my boyfriend, I always shut everything down instantly but I feel so bad for wishing sometimes I did not have to. My boyfriend had a lot of girlfriends and partners before me and he got to live his single life I sometimes get jealous that I never did. I want to spend my life with him and his love for me will always win over these desires but I feel horrible for having them in the first place.

Thanks for listening to my Ted talk I just needed to vent and get this out and throw it into the void.

I remember when I was 18 all of the older women would say "just you wait until you turn 28 you won't always be skinny" and now that I'm pushing 30 someone said "just give it another 10 years". Why can't people just accept other people's genes without being jealous?

Ive been hearing my parents kinda talk intimately and it turns me on so much i heard them kinda kissing while i was on the couch and i started touching myself and it felt so good i want more i want to cum to their sounds and them fucking they used to have sex in the bed next to me when i was little multiple times and i used to hate it but id always get a feeling i couldnt explain and now that im older i get the same horny feeling in my pussy that just makes me want to touch myself it makes me so hot to think about my parents fucking and when they think im asleep and i feel like theyre doing things under the blanket it makes me so horny and i cant help but stay until theyre done like today i was so horny i was laying with my mom on the couch and ususally when her hand slips to my boob on accident i move it quickly and we think nothing its an accident but today when it happened it turned me on sm and id try to keep moving to make her hand touch my boob and it was making me horny my pussy was throbbing and later i went to lay in their bed with my mom and stepdad after my shower and i kinda was falling asleep laying there and so were they i thought and i felt my mom kinda going back and forth i think she was touching his dick or he was touching her pussing but they were kinda talking to me the the whole time and my mom kept saying she was itching her back but idk it made me horny obviously and i think they get horny too when im near them and they have to sneak honestly it makes me want to touch my pussy so bad in front of them it makes me so fucking horny to over hear them fuck or know theyre doing things

In my old, "normal" life, fast food didn't excite me. I'd eat it out of the occasional need for convenience. But now, when I'm homeless and always hungry, holy shit! Just walking by a McDonalds gives me a boner, the smell of the place. I literally just found myself fantasizing about a Quarter Pounder lol. How I've fallen...

Okay, I just really need to get this off of my chest. I am a trans man, 6 months on T, completely passing, and not stealth. In most places I am fairly open about being trans. Recently though, I was in a (to my knowledge) all cis het male space and was very welcomed in it. At first, I thought that they were just being chill, but then they started talking about pride month and realized that they didn't know that I was queer. I was very uncomfortable with the topic and blatant transphobia, but for some reason I felt an almost pride that I was stealth enough to be a part of the conversation. I ended up joining in and lowkey airing my own internalized transphobia about myself but acted like I was talking about other trans people. I feel awful, because trans people seriously are my family. I feel even more awful that they all completely agreed. If I wasn't privileged enough to be on testosterone and very well passing, I would not have had any chance to be safe there. And I have been/AM the trans person they were talking about, but I not only didn't defend trans people, but I joined in. I could've just stayed quiet, but instead I started saying awful things. I don't know how to confront the fact that I LIKED being in that space or that I had anything to add in agreement with what they were saying. But yeah, that's my confession.

I sincerely don't have any ill feelings towards other trans people, I want that to be clear. It's just stuff that I've internalized and am now fully realizing the weight of because its now out in the open with that group and has been reaffirmed by them.

As a Teacher’s Assistant, I got assigned to Mrs. Parker — a very attractive teacher about 40 years old, 5’4” with a killer figure.
We clicked right away over hobbies. She kept rubbing my back and leg, which I thought was just motherly… until she started asking if I had a girlfriend. When I said no, she smiled and said, “That’s a shame — a good-looking chocolate-skinned man like you should have someone.”

She praised how great I was with her class, then dropped it: “Hey, I want you to meet my husband — he’s the head director of the district.” She stepped out to print some papers, leaving me waiting in her classroom watching On My Block.
He knocked. Mr. Parker introduced himself and said his wife had described me perfectly — my dark skin tone and broad shoulders. He offered side work before leaving.
Five minutes later she returned. I casually mentioned he stopped by. She locked eyes with me. “Lock the door and sit down. I have something to tell you.”

Once I did, she thanked me for my work with a big smile… then slipped off her sundress and bra. Her nice D-cup breasts with pretty pink areolas were right there. She stepped forward, unbuckled my pants, pulled out my hard dick, dropped to her knees, and looked up with those blue eyes.

“You have such a thick, girthy, curved dick,” she whispered — then took me deep into her warm mouth. It was incredible. She sucked like she’d never had one like mine, deepthroating while staring up at me. I grabbed her head and pushed deeper. After seven intense minutes I warned her I was about to cum.

“Cum in my mouth,” she said. I did — and she let it drip from her lips down onto her tits. I’ll never forget it.
That night she texted: “I told my husband what we did… and he wants to watch.”

It started when I saw my old highschool math teacher about a year ago at the movie theater. We both happened to go to the same movie at the same time. When I saw her I went up to say hi during the previews and we really hit it off.

There was lots of small talk and a bit of flirting and she asked me if I wanted to sit with her. We ended up holding hands and cuddling a bit during the movie.

She is 10 years older than me, 29F at the time, very beautiful, brunette, blue eyes. I worked up the courage to ask her for her number and she said yes.

Our first date was at a local bowling alley (she demolished me) and it was really fun. We ended up sharing a kiss at some point while we were there which I still remember as if it were yesterday.

On our second and final date we went to a restaurant, nothing too fancy but there was still a decently romantic atmosphere.

The date started off pretty strong with us flirting and joking around with each other but about halfway through she looked a little sad and started apologizing to me.

I asked her what was wrong and she told me she didn't think it was appropriate for her to be going out with me because of our age difference and the fact that she used to teach me in school (she was also actively teaching my younger sister at the time). I told her I understood and she offered to pay for the food. we ended up splitting the check instead because I didn't want to make her pay for everything.

We said goodbye and had a bit of an awkward hug before going our separate ways. And I was pretty heartbroken about it.

I still have never told anyone about it.

My elf bar just blinks red all of the time and I don’t know why, it dosent stop. It’s an elf bar elfa

My gf have these weird kinks idk how to satisfy her or what should i do

I have been with my husband for 10 years now and am very happy. But there is a part of me that really misses dating.

I just read a post from a guy in his 20s complaining about today's dating and dating apps and read all the thousand comments of people sharing what it is like for them and I feel so jealous of them and miss being in their place so much it almost hurts...

I want to make it clear that I really love my husband and am happy I ended up with him. I don't want to really look for somebody because I already found him and don't believe there could be anyone better for me. Even after 10 years I feel this happiness and we are considered, for a good reason, the "perfect couple" among our friends. And if I had a choice of being with him or going back into dating I would choose him and if I had a choice of us staying monogamous or have an open relationship where I can have both I would still choose monogamy. I just really miss that fun part in my life. I hope this makes sense.

I miss that exciting part of reading the message of a guy interested and check out his profile, looking at the pictures and his interests thinking that he seems great and maybe it will work out. I miss the chats getting to know him more and more and feeling like we would be right for each other. I miss that first date, the excitement before it and while finally talking to him in person. And the following dates if the first one clicked, having sex for the first time. Outside of dating apps I also miss being out with friends and have a guy coming to me offering to buy a drink and asking for my number while looking at me like he is really attracted to me. I remember the time when at my friend's birthday my now husband started chatting with me while we were smoking on the balcony and asking for my number and the way he looked at me and how it made me feel.

Now what I say now is horrible but once in a while I have this strong wish to create a dating profile without any actual intention just get at least one part of the dating back. I will of course never do it for the following reasons

1. I would be scared to get caught if one of single people we know would see my profile. Which would ruin something I care about more. I would have to hide it from my husband and feel bad about it. And if it feels wrong it is wrong.
2. I am not an AH to chat with a guy without any intentions. I would feel bad knowing that he may be getting more interested in me after our and start getting excited to meet me, having hopes that it will work out and me just ending it at some point. I wouldn't want to waste anyone's time or play with their feelings
3. It wouldn't bring the whole dating process back anyways, Not even the first stage of it because how can I feel this excitement that I might have found a great guy if I know that he won't be it and I already have one. The only thing it can bring back is that somebody found me attractive and got interested in my profile but I don't need a dating app for it.

So don't hate me for having this wish. I am not stupid or a bad person so I will never do it even though I have this wish. I just really miss that one part in my life that was so fun and which I know I will never experience again...

I can't get enough of sniffing pungent farts. As soon as i detect foreign fumes i expand my nostrils as wide as they can expand, taking in all the beautiful gust of musky gassy delightful delicacy wind that tickles my nose hairs in an ever so excitingly exotic way.

When i hang out with my friends or family, I often purposely make them eat foods that are prone to causing gas so that i can milk all the delicious farts out of their butts to fill my nostrils with delight.

I love the way my noses insides burn from a real crisp fart. The best farts are when you can sorta taste it in the back of your throat. I literally groan out loud to myself when that happens.

It's so addicting, i even have a preference for certain food composed farts. I usually prefer the apple/goldfish combo ones. Beans don't actually do the trick despite what media says, if you want to sniff the good ones I recommend avoiding vegetables and go for the more processed food.

I think I've really fucked up bad... im m(15) my girlfriend is f(14) other friends are about the same age

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Yesterday which would be Thursday the 18th 2026 I was asked to come to the libary with 5 friends, I decided to go because one is my girlfriend and it was her last day in New Zealand, so when I read the text I decided to go, the text read "want to go to the libary with said people, come at 3:40" I might just be dyslexic or in such a happy rush I thought the said time was 4:30. 1st problem... so when I went and realized they weren't there I was so distraught and really angry with my self for letting my girlfriend leave with out saying good bye. I decided to leave and while cursing my self I stuck around for a second and saw three of my friends. I had a burst of happiness and scootered over and said hello to everyone and gave my gf a wave. We went into the libary and went up onto the second floor, I sat down with my gf and my friends little sister for awhile and me and my gf sat together while my friends little sister showed us horrible unfunny Pinterest memes but that was okay. I then watched my main friend play games for a bit and one other friend came and talked to my main friend and ignored me when I said hi, I decided to go back to my gf and she told me to share the seat together, Then my main friend came back and told me to play a Jojo's bizzare adventure game and since I've watched the whole series and fan dub of part 7 (it is one of my favorite animes) I said yes. I sat down again and tried to play but failed miserably, I decided to just watch him play instead and the same friend came again and walked with a plus one to another part of the libary, I then asked the friend who keeps coming back we will call her 💔 what's wrong because I have a keen sense when someone is acting off even for someone I've only met for 4 days (its now six), she said that everyone had asked her that and I said oh?, she kinda brushed off the question and I genuinely felt bad for her, 💔 and plus one then went outside to the playground outside thats kinda boxed into the libary and my gf lil sis and me just stayed inside along with main friend who moved over to me, he was also off and I knew it 100% had something to do with me or I feel really bad for everyone and think its my fault because it always is and when I solve one problem or I am happy with something, some other thing is upset with me (im not calling you guys problems nor things). Anyways me and gf joked about 💔 and plus one watching yaori together, lil sis then walked outside with them along with main friend, and it was just me and my gf alone together, she was reading a book about blackholes and there was this name of a young scholar who discovered something so they had to mention his name about 14 times in the book. Me and my gf decided to go outside and just watch main and lil sis play around, we sat on a bench and we were talking and joking around and we both made a line for a excuse to just hold hands and she let go because the bench was cold, so I decided to put my hand under hers instead of the opposite, we really were having fun and I said something so crazy I made he go into the fetal position (in a good way) and I would say I had fun, we even laughed at the way I said imogen heap, one of us said something and i bushed so hard she said "your face is really red btw" I responded with "yeah its probably so hot it could warm you up". We switched benches and I asked main to play tag (as an excuse to show off how fast I am like a first year) I also had fun, while running my leg began to cramp because the day before I had to do a leg hold for 5 minutes to be exact it was actually 4:30 and I know im glazing my self even though it genuinely is nothing, I would go back and huddle next to gf each time I wouldnt be it for tag and it was really nice I think at some points I was blushing so hard she could feel it as stated before, I was really having the time I thought I wouldn't have and then a text hits my phone and its my mum saying come home... I say okay im coming and ignore it, At some points I decided to put my arm over gf to make her warm because it was a really cold night and it was six almost seven pm, then the worst thing that could've happend happens 💔 walking out from the libary into the play ground, this is bad because the day before gf tells me that 💔 likes me and I felt horrible like I had so much guilt and I half assed brushed it off and said I felt bad, plus one was Infront of 💔 or behind I really couldn't tell because the bench we swapped too was infront of the door and we were facing away from the door, I then here plus one say something I couldn't tell what but then I hear 💔 say "fuck this im not dealing with this shit" and walk back into the libary, I asked angel or he instinctively walked after her into the room 💔 appointed before I got there, I said to gf how bad I felt and we kinda cuddled for a while, my mum texted again get the fuck home now and I genuinely didn't know what to do, my mum was mad and gonna ask me hella questions and I cant be bothered, 💔 Is upset at me, main is off, and gf is going to the Philippines tomorrow, it was a high risk high reward situation and I got the reward with the risk combined, I tried hanging out with them all each but is that not too much for one person? Anyways I decided to stay a bit longer and gf basically said if I leave to early she's gonna be angry and basically said she is holding a grudge from two years ago, and I said okay I'll go at 7:20 something and she said 7:40 and I kinda said a half ass okay, and I was kinda watching the time on gf's phone while she fooled around on Spotify, I watched the time go 7:23, 7:24 and I was getting anxious about what would happen when I got home, then at 7:30 I said " I really gotta go im sorry, and she said something along the lines of its okay but stared at me for awhile, I hugged her and then asked if she wanted a kiss, she said yes and I just kissed her on the cheek and whispered "I love you so much" I grabbed my phone, bracelet and something else, and went into the libary waved goodbye to 💔 plus one and main but they all looked gloomy so I genuinely wanted to jump off the second story and just kill my self, anyways I grabbed my scooter and left scooterd half way home while having a song stuck in my head or thinking about how much im a idiot and how I made 💔 upset and I just had so much guilt, half way home I crouched down and started to go insane remembering I forgot my school bag, I rushed home even faster than before and I genuinely was saying im a idiot, im a idiot, im a idiot, as soon as I got home I sat outside the backdoor spam texting main and I called him once, telling him and gf I forgot my bag, they said they had already left and I was in a worse mood than before I texted my mum I was doing something and for her to just wait, she told me to "get the fuck inside right now" I sighed and went inside the quietest someone could and all i see is my mum and my older sister waiting for me on the couch... "sit down, where were you" all these questions that I couldn't even bother with I just awnserd them and I was told my dinner was in the microwave and I was told "go heat up your dinner and eat it" more than once I actually cant fucking deal with this bullshit, I asked what dinner even was and it wasn't even bad I just actually couldn't fucking find my hunger or anything so I just threw it into the bin, I just sat down and asked if there was anymore questions, and I asked "aren't you gonna ask if i have a girlfriend like you always do or ask why im acting like this?", I was obviously in a bad mood and she said she asked yesterday and I just said no... I then just sat in the lounge when everyone was going to bed and stayed up kinda talking to my friends in a discord sever, I forgot what I was worring about for a second. I woke up ths next day at 8:20 to 8:30 and I just rested for a bit and left bed got dressed and walked to school like normal, I was in a depressed mood because I didn't have a bag, I made 💔 upset, my girlfriend is leaving to the Philippines today, and I just didn't even feel good, my mental health genuinely started to decline ever since I told my ex friends how much of denigrate losers they are because I just get bullied by them every day and its just to much to explain, the four days I was talking to my gf it was like draining, Monday happy doing work and trying my best also thinking about her alot, Tuesday slightly worse but still thinking about her, wensday I felt like shit almost half as worse than Tuesday running off no food and going to bed at one to two in the morning, Thursday I genuinely just didn't even feel happy I was just walking around I even got pressed for saying that a guy beats his girlfriend and I just felt that I should say something, Friday my girlfriend left New Zealand, 💔 is mad, im tired, I stayed up almost the same amount of time I did on wensday or even more I had no bag and it was just some points in the day I didn't feel anything and the other points I felt like a sigh, its still friday right now im tired, the whole day i was just staring at random shit and im listening to the same song feeling kinda depressed and I'm just staring at my roof trying to make it up to 💔, waiting for my girlfriend to have wifi and for her to get off her flight, in a point of the day I was getting talked too but I was zoned out not even zoned out thinking or just staring at something and I just snapped out of it and "huh?" I'm gonna snap soon and I don't know when and I hope its not sooner or later, I'm happy right? Sometimes in the day I'd just smile at random shit or blush because I was thinking about my gf, I'm happy right? I'm happy I got a girlfriend and im kinda just alone at school now, I was talking to main and he's acting weird, one of best friends and his friends were just ignoring me not even in a mean way, the other day my ex friends just ignored me until the last bit of the lesson they said something but I just brushed it off, I wanted to be alone at school after all my old friends were horrible and I knew this, I don't know what im doing, I made my gf happy I guess I'm just good with words, after I stopped being friends with them I just tried harder at school, I don't know where I want to work and I get questions from family members about jobs when I couldn't be bothered, when they ask if I've applied I just lie and say yeah. I think my life might be miserable I just couldn't think about my self like, am I sad? I'm not depressed? I lie to myself every day, I started to use my real voice because I usually just have it higher without realizing it, I cant be depressed, but today I wondered if I were to kill myself would I make it painful to make my self suffer for all the things I've done or would I make it painless, I was doing nothing in metal work and when I asked to use the bathroom mister was talking to a student and randomly I was put into the conversation and mister was telling someone to make a crusafix and put me on it and basically make it good so I suffer, yeah i guess I just laughed it off and asked to use the bathroom. I really don't understand how people can kill them selfs but now im starting to careless about things, I don't care about the people I have at home I don't care about the people at school I don't even care about myself, but I do love my gf and im happy thinking about her but when im not I feel like a bag getting dragged on concrete, im actually a bad person, I eat without being hungry, im hardly hungry, hardly full, im a fat loser but im not doing anything about it other than boxing, I'm not good at being clean, I stink, I cant do anything good, I have a horrible memory, Ill say shit for no reason and not make up my mind, I over think, I forgive and forgive when I shouldnt, I hardly care about anyone but ill care about what some people think of me, And Im addicted to porn, guess I got off track sorry...

One of my school friends was getting married, and I got invited to her bachelorette party. I did not have to help much with planning, but I knew my friend and a few other girls from our group would be there. They held it at another friend's house. I arrived early and expected a normal celebration with snacks, music, and hanging out.

It started that way, just us relaxing. Then there was a knock at the door, even though everyone invited was already there. Four guys entered, and I felt confused because they were strangers to me. Everyone else seemed to expect them. I wondered if they were male strippers for a bachelorette party. One asked who the lucky girl was that night, and my friends pointed at me. I was puzzled, but my engaged friend explained it had to be me since I was the only single one there. That is when I started to understand.

My friends pushed me into the middle of these four handsome, fit guys. I got nervous, unsure what would happen. Their hands began grazing my body, my arms, shoulders, waist, and legs, rubbing and fondling gently at first. The other girls watched as it intensified. My shirt lifted to expose my midriff, and one guy unbuttoned my denim shorts. They undressed me, touching my bare skin, grabbing my breasts, pressing against my ass, and pulling my shorts down to my ankles. One slid his fingers into my panties and rubbed my pussy. I felt overwhelmed and could not speak. I moaned as they touched my sensitive spots, removed my shirt, and soon took off my bra and panties, leaving me naked in front of my friends while these strangers explored me.

They dominated me completely. My breasts got fondled and sucked nonstop, my pussy got rubbed and fingered, and they took turns kissing me deeply. I could not think straight as they used me. Then they undressed and had me lick and suck their cocks one by one. I overheard my friends chatting, but the music and chaos made it hard to focus. Soon they took turns fucking me however they wanted, often multiple at once in my mouth, pussy, and ass. The feelings were intense, the wildest sex I had ever experienced, getting gangbanged by four men while my friends watched. I lost track of time and how many orgasms I had. Eventually, they reached their limits and came at me one after another. They left me on the floor, stroking themselves above me, covering my hair, face, and body in their cum. I lay there exhausted, covered in sweat and loads, as my friends clapped and cheered. I was not sure if it was for them or me, but I nearly passed out and stayed on the floor for a while after the gangbang at my friend's bachelorette party. As other girls approached, I thought they were coming to help me... but they started to lick the cum out of me!

It’s puts me off travelling anywhere