This thread is dedicated to all our victims.

When I was about 14 y/o I drove my Mothers Mavric out into a hey field behind our house. There was a very large hole that I didn't know about, at not until after I drove through it. I bent the frame, and both tie rods. I blamed it all on my brother.

Next at 16 y/o I had my driving permit. I begged my brother to use the car (1980 Chevette) to go to the store for a pact of smokes. On return I was goffing off and tried fish tailling around the corner. I had more traction then I thought and slammed into a Cherry 75 Trans-Am totalling both vehicals.

When I was married to my second wife I used to fantasize about fucking my step-daughter who was 13 y/o at the time. I would write down my fantasies and got disovered by my ex-wife resulting in a huge fight. My step-daughter overheard the fight, and later found the material I had writen, and went balistic.

This thread is a kind of confession. I'd like to hear about car accidents, mean things you've done to people, or animals.

 

I developed a porn addiction.

 

I thought there was a thread like this before... oh well. When I was 9, I attempted to murder my brother. I strangled him and left him unconscience in a ditch. The truth of the matter is I was not in control of myself, my mental illness was undiagnosed and at the time, felt no guilt over it. I didn't even register in my mind what I was doing. He made a full recovery and holds nothing against me. He is now my best friend and greatest support.

 

Damn thunder, when one fantasizes about fucking one's 13 yo stepdaughter, one does not write this shit down. (BTW, did you ever get her?)

The thing in my past that I most feel guilty about happened when I was about 15. My friend and I were too old for trick-or-treating so we just went out to see what kind of trouble we could get into. I told my friend that I was going to get me some candy. As we past a girl who was probably 11-12 I ripped her candy bag from her hand and took off with her chasing me for about a half block before she gave up while crying her eyes out.

That still bothers me today. If I could find her, I would do anything to make it up to her.

 

That reminds me when some little shit did that to my brother and didn't see me behind him. He hit the ground like a sack of bricks from my foot catching him in the jaw. As I said, after that incident where I nearly took his life, I became over protective and like a mama bear.

 

The mental illness you have, is it Bi-polar?

 

Yeah I realized back then that I shouldn't commit anything to paper, but I did. It was a way to remember my thoughts.

 

where to begin

I have done some crazy stuff in my life.

When I was 17 I started dating this girl Nicole - only 14 at the time - I thought she was older... great body etc...

by the time I realized her age - I did not care I was hers and she was mine.

We were going at it pretty heavy - I picked her up off the floor and carried her over to the couch - her foot caught the end table and I broke her toe...

She started screaming- sounded like I was raping her...

Later on - different time her mother caught us having sex - and then told me I was doing everything all wrong...

I did learn how to lick a lot of pussy while dating Nicole - her mother was a great teacher...


Nicole and I fucked on the bus during a school trip - she gave me the best blowjob ever... swallowed while we were on our way back from Toronto CA to NJ

those were the days. . .

 

Welcome to the forum. I hope you enjoy yourself. Now all this was the worst thing you've ever done?

 

Welcome
pornmedic​

 

A lady put sour cream on my taco at Taco Bell after I told her not to, so I followed her home after her shift and lit her house on fire.

 

At the time, I was only diagnosed with Major Depression (little insignifigant things would deeply upset me) and childhood schizophrenia, the doctor said what likely happened was something just snapped and with my little brother doing what little brother's do, the typical annoyed thought "I'm going to kill him." that is normally harmless took over my mind. I think back about that day often and am scared of that girl. She was devoid of any emotion, I am much better now, I have better control of my thoughts though sometimes, as people have noticed... I am still a bit mental. My last diagnosed mental illnesses as of 4 years ago include: Schitzophrenia, Major Depression, borderline Personality Disorder (multiple personalities), borderline Manic-Depressive (or bi-polar), Gender Dysphoric, Panic Disorder (agoraphobic, and seperation anxiety), Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (due to rape), Eating Disorder, and Suicidal.

Both sides of my family were laden down with severe mental illnesses, my father was diagnosed while my mother refuses to acknowledge the existances of mental illness (though she lost her sister to suicide and her sister had multiple personalities).

 

OK

I stuck my wet dick in the teachers ear,,,,lmfao,,

 

I hope you took marshmellows, and wenies.... Oh wait sorry about that last one you were already there lol

 

Now that would make a good picture.... Say can you use it as a pipe cleaner too? lol

 

sorry not quite the answer we were looking for, but thanks for playing

 

whoa!
ummm probably the worst thing i've done is gotten two guys mixed up when i was drunk (one being my boyfriend, and one being his brother) and im usually a horny drunk...so i did a LOT of things to his brother, who didn't stop me for whatever reason. i still feel horrible about that today =\