Let’s hear your true confessions Sup Forums

Let’s hear your true confessions Sup Forums

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I am iron man

I still walk the dinosaur

i found my step sisters vibrator and came all over it, i also came all over her toothbrush and have rubbed my dick in her makeup

I've gotten my finger stuck in a cookie twice in my life and both times I had to be reminded that I could just eat the cookies...

I once burned down a church because I wanted to feel alive for once. It didn't work.

can't control me urges

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My actions have directly led to the deaths of seven people.

story time

I dont know how to make frens

Licked and came in my daughter's underwear..

>be him
>make action
>7 people die

fake and gay

I fingered my friend's dog when I was little. She enjoyed it.

seen my dad hump a homeless man

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I'm so ashamed of myself physically that I have never allowed myself to feel anything toward any girl in my life, and actively friendzone myself sometimes to the point of pretending to be gay, so that I can avoid the possibility, how slight it may be, to be physical or love anyone because I know the moment I open myself like that, it’ll be the worst night in my life. I’m 39 now and I’ve felt so alone my whole life. Thankfully I’m in the age where any kind of possible prospects are pretty much gone, and I look forward to death.

1 from street racing
1 from giving keys to a drunk driver
5 from the Military

i jerked off to completion while driving

Talked to underage girls on Omegle until I was about 22 years old. Never really traded pictures or tried to meet up or anything. It was all just text, but I still feel really guilty when I think back on it. I'm 25 now and the memory still comes up sometimes and makes me feel really gross and uncomfortable. Probably my worst sin. If I could change one thing about my life, it would be that.

Similar but with my step-daughter. Jack off with her underwear pretty much daily. Cum in anything I can that she puts on her face/hair, in her mouth or eats.

I used to do this once a month on average, it was fun, no regrets

I jacked off onto my 15 year old cousins swimsuit and watched her swim in a public pool wearing the same swimsuit

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I thought the Avengers movies sucked and don't think Thanos memes were never funny

I'm not gonna say you are disgusting, because you already know that (and maybe that's why you do it), but I will ask you if you ever envisaged yourself becoming like this? Now ask yourself: are you in love with your own perversion?

Dress up like a sissy and show me your boipus. I won't tell anyone.

>started having fantasies of rape around age 13, first sexual thoughts came from a book about child sex slavery in nepal in which rape was graphically described. Used to jack off to this book.
>as the years went on these fantasies ended up progressing first to the desire to kill someone and lie down next to/ on their body, specifically girls in my classes, and then into abduction-rape-murder-necrophilia as a defined fantasy by the time i was sixteen.
>That was around the time I realized that wasn’t normal
>spent my childhood isolated and shy, really into european history which doesn’t make you many friends in third grade. Had a lot of trouble making friends and never bonded w peers on any emotional level. I survived by pretending to be fictional characters or real people, essentially asking myself “what would they do” over and over.
I don’t have a personality. I’m 19 years old, in college planning on law school, and the only core part of myself I can identify is the part that can’t stop thinking about murder. My impulse control is horrible- I don’t let myself be in a situation where I could end up killing. I’m probably an alcoholic, I steal and lie compulsively, and I don’t have it in me to tell anyone. I have no idea how to get out of this. And yeah, I have issues with my mom.

I'm this guy and this is exactly what made me grow up. I stepped outside myself and saw myself becoming somebody that I didn't like, somebody that I never dreamt of becoming, and I hated myself for it, so I changed.

okay bundy

Sat around and thought about my entire life literally all day.

Out of everything I randomly thought of, I remembered I threw a pair of scissors at Melanie W. in 2nd grade art class. She asked for a pair to no one in particular. I stood out of my chair and fucking tomahawked them right at her. Luckily they hit her with the handle end, but the whole class went silent and the teacher tried to get me expelled. Ended up making out with her once at a high school party, so fuck you Mrs. Dyer.


Anyway, this is the last time I take 180mg of Adderall XRs in a 10 hour time frame.

The only thing keeping me alive rn is the love of my girlfriend. I was getting closer and closer to suicide every day and I was just too pussy to do it.
Several times in 2019 I had a large caliber rifle in my mouth with one in the chamber and I just couldn't go through with it.

I fell in love with her less than a month after my closest attempt and I'm the happiest I've ever been. I don't know what I'd do without her.

If I hadn't met her, given the path I was going down, I probably had 2 or so months left to live before I finally mustered the courage to end it.
I told her she saved me and she doesn't know what I'm talking about. She's clingy just like me so she wouldn't freak if I told her, but English isn't her first language and she just wouldn't understand .

I don't think I should ever tell her though, even if she does understand.

Once when I was fucking my ex she turned crazy. Like nothing behind the pupils, lights on no ones home and she starts yelling shit like wtf you’re raping me gtfo me scratching me but at the same time pulling me to keep fucking her. Finished her off and Next morning she denied it even fucking happened. Asked if it was a submissive kink but no, never happened. Since then I’ve wondered if most girls instinctively want to get raped.

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You have done something many people can't (or won't) do. Well done Sup Forumsro. I'm not gonna go into details, but suffice to say it feels damn good to be able to look at myself in the mirror and not feel a twinge of shame. That's worth more than any perversion or addiction could ever provide.

>>started having fantasies of rape around age 13,

Same here. I watched a lot of horror and slasher movies at that age and got turned on watching the coeds being chased down and killed. I wrote long and detailed fiction about myself as a serial killer working my way through all the girls in my school. This was all before the internet and I knew I was a freak and totally isoalted because of it. My whole adolescence was a mask trying to hide my deepest darkest fantasies from everyone around me.

Sounds like she had a ptsd episode or something similar.
She was probably sexually assaulted in the past (as a kid or adult) and hasn't fully recovered from the trauma.

my parents didn’t have any internet or tv so everything i had was pretty homegrown. In retrospect that didn’t work out well. We got Netflix when I was 15 at which point I started jerking it to Criminal Minds. Probably just about the worst material you could choose especially considering they don’t even show anything, but hey, screaming women.

I
am
Coomer Man

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Edgy fucktard. If you fantasise about murder so much, just murder yourself.

no nut, dumbass, it’s about the nut

obviously got possessed by a demon

Talk to a psychiatrist before you ruin yourself and many other people's lives. I would put a bullet in your brain right now, but in lieu of that, just try and fix yourself with all the help you can get. Otherwise, you are not worthy of the flesh you inhabit.

I was a teenager in the 80's.R rated movies on cable tv were all I realistically had. Couldn't rent r rated vhs movies as a kid. I would daydream constantly and insert myself as the killer in horror movies I watched. I could draw somewhat so I had some of my own versions of what is called rule 34 snuff porn today. The true crime stuff on regular tv was a poor substitute for the edgier stuff but it was everywhere in entertainment to some degree.

This guy is probably right

I am boring as fuck. there are things id like to get into like hunting and fishing and working more hours and getting college work done but im TOO FUCKING LAZY. I just cant get myself to do shit. im overly self conscious about a ton of stuff. I dont really care about other people aside from my parents, and I only care about them because I treated them like shit when I was younger and feel bad about it. my friend killed himself a few weeks ago and I couldnt comfort a common friend about it because I didnt really care very deeply. id like to do good for the world and id like to be a good person but I lack the energy required to do so, which I think makes me a bad person. part of me subconsciously thinks im better than anyone else, or that im a special little snowflake, or that im at the very least different than everyone else. i hate the fact that i think this way yet the more i try to make myself not think this way the more i end up actually thinking it. i masturbate to dominatrix porn frequently, particularly shit like facesitting- despite the fact that i dislike the taste of pussy. i once tried to fuck my parents dog when i was younger because puberty. im 26 yet feel as though i act like a 13 yo. im too stupid and gullible to have a sense of humor and jokes very often go over my head.

Ohhhh so edgy man, I guess you are so dangerous and so forth? You're a pathetic retard and you better fix yourself soon before you do something you regret.

i think pepe is a dumb meme

Crime books were my go to. For some godless reason they were in the middle school library, so I would grab those and head into the back corner. I actually used to hide them behind Garfield comic books so people wouldn’t know what I was reading. Don’t know what’s more shameful. I got really into the Green River killer case mostly as substitute porn but a side effect was that I know more about that case than anyone else I know. That’s probably where the necrophilia started because I was reading about it for the rape/murder and then kind of got interested in the ol corpse fucking

man’s just trying to cum

>my friend killed himself
Because he found you boring as fuck.

I'm old now. I was dangerous as a younger man. Joined the military, fought in Panama and Iraq etc. There's no fixing me. I have always known it. I still have these fantasies but I never felt it was a compulsion I needed to act on.

my sister is 12 years younger than me. when i was 14 and my parents would make me watch her i would always jerk off in the open and try to get her involved. she touched it a few times and i got her to taste my cum once

You are aware of yourself, and that is a start. In social terms, most people dont know any better than you do. You are hiding behind laziness so you don't have to confront your insecurities. You have to change your perspective from "I exist and the world rules me" to "the world exists and I can exert control over it."

And that's the most pathetic thing I've heard you say yet.

have you ever actually hurt someone?

I toyed with the necro kink in my stories as a way to torment my victims. I would capture two or more girls and rape and kill them one by one and make the surviving ones watch. I would go back and rape the dead ones just to show the living ones that being dead was no escape from having their bodies used. Not sure if the real thing would be as fun if I couldn't do it in front of someone.

No, at least not seriously. I’ve almost lost control on my girlfriend before, but I’ve found that I can stay in control pretty well. I’m proud of that.

Just a curious question for the few people in here fantasizing about murder etc... What is keeping you from acting on those impulses? Do you feel afraid you’ll get caught, not want to harm others, etc?

That’s always been kind of the pinnacle of my fantasies as well. Never more than two, though, because that always seemed overwhelming. I wrote stories here and there but seeing it written out was kind of frightening. It made it real. I’ve had various versions of this fantasy mapped out in my head for a long time. And the ideal was always a blonde girl, thin, small, long hair. I’m dating a redhead who’s slightly chubby, with shoulder length hair. To be honest I don’t think I could date my real type. Too much could go wrong.

>sure if the real thing would be as fun if I couldn't do it in front of someone.

It isn't.trust me. The moment they are snuffed out, a lot of biochemical processes are happening. They get really stiff, a really short while later they start to disintegrate and stink. Within three days

The ability to look ahead and see a future where I would have to constantly worry about getting caught basically forever. I read a lot about the serial killers to live vicariously through their rapes and killing sprees and the reason I was reading about them is because they were caught.

That makes sense. Any sort of guilt / empathy element at all? Or just self-motivated?

Fear of getting caught. Fear of not having done enough with my life. Fear of losing control, having people know what I am. Appearance has always been important to me and people around me knowing what I think about is in direct contrast to that, yet the knowledge that I’m thinking about decapitation and necrophilia while we’re eating dinner gives me a little rush. I can conceptualize sympathy for murder victims, but I can’t carry that over onto my own thoughts. For example, I can connect the dots between feeling sorry for kimberley leach and that I should apply that to the girls in my fantasies, but I can’t link the two. I don’t know if I wish things were different. I just don’t know anything else and it would be terrifying to have to learn a whole new range of emotions.
I think the main thing keeping me from acting right now is that I have two cats who I’d hate not to be able to see if I were caught.

In my stories it was always girls I knew to some degree. The idea of doing those things to strangers no matter how pretty didn't excite me as much. Reading other people stories real or made up I could never see doing something like keeping the girl(s) captive in my basement or something. I would be a nervous wreck worrying about them escaping or being found while I was sleeping or out getting groceries.

Yeah necrophilia’s a hell of a fuckin game. Gets nasty after about 24 hours, 48 in best circumstances

Some guilt, yeah. I know I am fucked up in the head for liking this. I know I can never tell anyone IRL about it but that's why I am here. But nothing like paralyzing guilt that bleeds over into the rest of my life.

Yep, the idea of prisoners isn’t appealing. The main appeal has always been the murder.
Even in fantasy, I’m always thinking, OK, what are the forensics, OK, what’s this, what’s that. It’s ridiculous.

Yeah even in my fantasies they are fresh and still warm. Hours at the longest after I finished them. I watch (fake) necro porn and it can be hot.

As someone who does feel a great deal of empathy, it’s a mixed bag.

I often do not do the thing that is best for me, strictly because of caring for another person, feeling bad for them, etc. I know that logically, it holds me back and I don’t believe in an afterlife or any form of real justice. I struggle with this.

I think I learned a lot of the “selfless” bit from my dad. Maybe it plays into my ego to be “good” to others. I don’t know.

I spent 2 weeks in the mental hospital for a breakdown I had after my friends suicide. While in the mental hospital a woman named Mary was convinced I was a guy named jack visiting her in another form. I played along in hopes of her getting better. She even started to sit with me at the diner room and sometimes platonically hold my hand. She eventually did to a degree get better but when she did she was confused to why I had played along.

I always approach the scenes with escaping arrest as the highest priority. Again reading the true crime books were a good reverse engineering guide on how to compromise a crime scene at least enough to keep the story running.

im in love with the sandy hook shooter

Do you think there’s anything at this point that could cause you to feel empathy or a want to change?

For example, having a loving partner or close friend?

i raped and murdered her not the man they convicted.

i also murdered the homeless man they accused him of murdering.

I am kinda annoyed the cops chose to pin it on the first nigger they could instead of investigate and find me.

Why annoyed? Seems like you got away with murder.

I wanted to get caught but i wanted it to be a chase i dont wish to just turn my self in then there is no fun, i want them to catch me, to chase me, to try and prove it was me

My true confession is that I want to be kidnapped by a loving but demanding cop, to be kept and used while he is in uniform

I'm male by the way

Every 2 weeks I help old people in a retirement home. This gives me the power to terrorize the deep state with whatever I have. Kill deep state niggers on sight. W from G gonna fuck u up mishitnigger. Better kys.
Chinas Kommunistische Partei unterdrückt, entführt, foltert und tötet Menschen in Hongkong. In Hongkong ist es nach einer friedlichen Demonstration für mehr Demokratie erneut zu Ausschreitungen gekommen. Mehrere Regierungsgegner, von denen viele vermummt und schwarz gekleidet waren, blockierten eine Straße unweit des Hauptquartiers der chinesischen Volksbefreiungsarmee in der ehemaligen britischen Kronkolonie.

Die Aktivisten warfen Steine und Molotow-Cocktails. Sie beschimpften die Polizei, besprühten Geschäfte mit Graffiti und blendeten einen Hubschrauber mit Laserpointern. Auch Fenster von Regierungsgebäuden wurden bei den aktuellen Protesten von Hongkong eingeschlagen. Die Polizei wiederum ging nahe dem Parlamentsgebäude mit Wasserwerfern und Pfefferspray gegen Demonstranten vor. Ein Wasserwerfer versprühte wie bei vergangenen Protesten wieder gefärbtes Wasser, um Aktivisten zu markieren.

Zur gleichen Zeit endete im Tamar Park eine friedliche Kundgebung, die an den Beginn der Demokratiebewegung in der chinesischen Sonderverwaltungsregion im September 2014 erinnerte. Zehntausende andere Demonstranten, darunter Familien, hatten sich in dem Park versammelt, die Organisatoren sprachen gar von 200.000 bis 300.000 Menschen. Die Regenschirmbewegung erhielt ihren Namen von den Schirmen, die die Demonstranten damals gegen Sonne, Regen und das Pfefferspray der Polizei einsetzten.

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That would be some exhilarating shit, lol

Ever since I got anti depressants I can’t feel any urges. You don’t know what you have till you lose it.

Kill yourself.

Alright, I admit it: I don't floss.

I jerk to my cousin

I once exaggerated my enthusiasm during a job interview

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can I?

Snap jerktoher

I want my wife to milk my prostate, but I'm afraid to ask.

>5th year at uni
>graduation a semester late since I failed a couple of classes
>on academic probation, too. if I don't pass this semester I drop out of the college.
>didn't turn anything in for the first 2 weeks
>just stayed in my apartment: played vidya, waatched anime, and fapping 24/7
>midterms start next week
My current plan is to live this final semester in complete hedonism and just an hero when the semester is over.

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What gamez u plei

Goddamnit, Sup Forums, I don't know who I am anymore.
I think I have depersonalization/derealization of some sort for over twenty years.
It started when I stopped going to Catholic church and my first hit of mary jane.
Just these past few years I've been fucking street walkers raw to try to get aids and end it all.
I planned suicide when I was 17.
Wtf do I do?
It's like I'm invincible.

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When we were in high school, whenever my sister would come home from a run or the gym, she would stop at the laundry area and strip off before heading to the shower. I used to walk by and sneak peeks without making it too obvious. But the best part was getting her sweaty panties out of the hamper. They were always a little damp and smelled so strongly of pussy. I just loved it.

you are my secrets Sup Forums. only you know my true form..

i beat the fuck outta my dick in a church when i was like 13

I was once clicking around on random links through some shady sites.
Thought nothing of it, found some fucked up porn, some more normal stuff, some niche fetish shit I liked, a bunch of stuff that I wasn't into.
Finally I found something awful to me.
HD Bangbros quality pizza pizza
Maybe 8/9 getting dped
idk man. it was one of those "too horny to immediately realize how fucked this was"
but the moans man, the way she sucked dick, rode cock, and happily did anal
as far as using my hand goes, best orgasm ive ever had
but the immediate guilt man.
and herein after.
I still feel disgusted atmyself for watching it.
reported the site. never been back since.
god I hate myself

Aids is a slow painful death
Repent

Same

I have 3 of 9 lives left. I've scraped past death so many times. Damn near Final Destination.

stupid french girl i still like you

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Still have a webcam vid my ex made me in college. My wife and just fucked while watching it. Feel pretty guilty

She's cheating on you right now