>>180452
I've done plenty of run of the mill sexual things, that's hardly a secret it's just whatever. I've never commited any obvious crimes or wrong doings, pranks many. I have no secrets, my only secret would be that I know that I'm destined for great things.
>>180452
I used to have very weird dreams with strange places when I was a child
Unfortunately I dont see those dreams anymore after getting hit by reality
>>180465
I've thoroughly escaped the orbit prison of 'he has potential but he doesn't apply himself", I've applied myself, done a lot, and I'm finding out that I have something within me that I've seen, in action, that I know is worth consideration. I'm not really unaccomplished right now, no, I've already done a few things, but I know what awaits me is better, it's out there.
>>180452
Ok I will tell my story as rest yall are trolling
So one day at night like 2am I am usually a late sleeper and sometimes I sleep at like 4am so this day I went to my room with my phone closed the door and though I locked it and started jerking my shit after like 35minutes I coomed
Then my eyes started to close and I dozed of the I wake up after sometimes I checked the time it was 5 am or something and when I look at my room Door I was shocked it was not fuking locked any1 could have opened that and I was passed out with my dick out and cum on my stomach and I am a late sleeper and my mom's wakes me up if I slept past 10 fuking for sake I waked up and got it covered.
>>180452
It happened in 10th class.
It was me and my fren (her) who threw ink on fag classmate from behind. He knew it, but there was another nigger sitting near us, he was laughing too hard. Fag hates taht nigger, and the nigger was laughing lil too hard, so fag decided to blame it on nigger.
I thought of saving the nigger, cuz he was already in redlist of the principal but decided not to, cuz nobody ever saved me when i was blamed for things i didn't do, a dozen times i was punished despite being innocent.
Since then, the nigger became our easy target. The way the whole class used to scapegoat me, i used that nigger. My fren (her) {I miss her}, also helped me in this, cuz of her girl card it became easier for us to do all the pajeetry.
Reminds me of incident, where it was other kids who threw mudwater on the conductor but the culprit was me in teacher's eye.
Now it was me doing wrong things and blaming it on others.
three of us were once teasing that nigger, including another new girl with us. Nigger got pissed and started hurling curses, we ragebaited him so hard that he shouted RANDI in the middle of class. Later the teacher called his parents and he was suspended for 2 days.
Since the ink incident, it was the nigger who was prime scapegoat of our class, not me.
I became what I was once accused of being, even though I wasn't. I used to do mischief, but mine were in limits. For years, I was the scapegoat for everything that went wrong. Eventually, I became the very person I had been blamed for being doing wrong myself and making others the scapegoats.
Tho i regret doing with this niigger, he was good guy.
>>180452
>Share you secrets with other annons
So this one time i was staying at my coworkers place. She had some form of deliveries and if no one recieved it they would have been stolen. Also, it is vital that she made BAG btw, so she paid for all of my expenses the entire stay at her place. I would get as much and whatever i wished to eat.
I never shared this with anyone but after she returned from her trip,(that lasted almost a week) she was fucking brutally hammered. She started calling me by the middle of night, saying she will be there.
The thing i never shared with anyone is that she was ridiculously insistent that i stayed, and slept in the same bed as her. Nothing more than that. I was actually really scared because i knew the level of corpo disaster this shit leads to. She kept insisting that we must share the bed, and i should not leave.
Obviously, me liking money and my emotional stability more than the any other stuff, i packed my stuff as fast as i could, and drank coffe entire night to make sure i did NOT fall asleep. By the time the lift's door opened, i kept the key hung in the doorknob and i left through stairs.
She texted me asking to come back, and we can just go to office (work day it was) in the morning. I said it was a festival and i need to go to a shrine. She got EXTREMELY mad. I did not like that feeling, what if she ended up falsely accusing me?
I rode through the highway probably breaking a few laws (just not stopping at red light, the road was empty) till my heart calmed down. She did not come to office, i did not want to risk a confrontation so i ended up taking a sick leave the next day, following day for sunday, by next monday workload made every soul too busy to give a shit.
I do know it probably sounds like kuch nahi vada pav, but sharing it here is no consequence to me.
>>180480
I keep saying this, but forget all of the seethe against lc and abrahamicucks subhuman. Kill all troons and faggots unironically, force them into real hard labour in prison, take away all of their acess to internet, everything will end up getting better, specially after little forced castration.
do pajeets here even understand what a secret is? like cmon man do you bhangis even have a secret that isn't like "hehe i used to eat ice cream when everyone slept".
