| | 10091 | | I have acid flashbacks on the bus and also at work. I think everyone can hear my thoughts. I've fried my brain and I don't know who I am anymore. I wish I'd never started 'expanding my consciousness'. I feel insane.
| | | | | 10090 | | I made some marijuana brownies one day, and when I left them to cool my mother came home from work and ate almost half of them. She had never been stoned before, and when she got the massive hit she curled up in a ball on the ground in her room, screeming that she was dieing. She made me write her a new will, in which the goldfish would inherit the house. I never told her that it was brownies that made her so sick, and shes still convinced it was a bad oyster she had for lunch.
| | | | | 10089 | | I used to sell toys to kids in pre school. I would sell them a ninja turtle without an arm for 50 cents. Then i would sell them the arm for 5 dollars, and the worste part was, i was selling the day care centers toys......wow i'm a prick.
| | | | | 10088 | | when out with my friends and we are extremely bored, we drive 5 mph in 45 mph zones just to piss people off, then when they speed up to pass we floor it so they cant.
| | | | | 10087 | | I used to sneak out of my window at night back when I still had a curfiew. One time I got wasted and didn't wake up in time to get home before my mom woke up. So, in broad daylight (and a rust-colored suede coat with fur on the cuffs and collar), I sprinted across my snow-covered back yard and climbed back into my window, changed in my pj's and came out of my room and told my mom I had my headphones on while I was sleeping and that's why I didn't wake up when she knocked on my door.
Also, my mother doesn't know that I'm on birth control (and have been since I was 17.) | | | | | 10086 | | my great-grandpa gave me a two dollar bill when i was very small, saying it was for good luck. my parents always made it out to be this very special thing that i should hang onto forever, and for a really long time i kept it in my jewelry box.
then in high school i spent it on gas.
| | | | | 10085 | | i stayed with a guy who hit me for almost 2 years because he told me he loved me. i thought i would die without him. i still think about him a lot, and it was well over a year ago we broke up. sometimes, i think i will die because he isn't around | | | | | 10084 | | i work in a clothes shop and i was run off my feet last shift (people are actually starting their xmas shopping) i had an armful of clothes from the fitting rooms and a woman who could see i was busy came and demanded i get her a larger size in a shirt. i almost told her to lose some F*cking weight so she could fit into that one.
| | | | | 10083 | | I'm infatuated with my best friend. His girlfriend used to be a good friend to me, but she takes advantage of him, and controls him. He obeys like a freaking dog. He's 21, and she's 17.
He deserves me, not her.
| | | | | 10082 | | I let my dog eat me out.. I regret it but it felt so nice. Sometimes I have to fight urges to do it again. | | |
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