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I'm 25F .. my friend is 25M.. we have known each other since 2020.... he is 6 months younger to me.. we know each other since college.. we studied together from the second year of engineering... he is my best friend.. everyone in college thought we were together.. he said he liked me right in the beginning.. but i said i don't.. he said it's okay and our friendship continued... I liked him too.. but i don't know whether it was lust or something else.. in 4th year we got a little involved physically...it was due to the heat of the moment.. didn't do anything much .. since the past 3 yrs we got lot more physically involved...didn't have sex but we kissed.. went up till 3rd base... maybe just 3 times in 3 years.. we sexted each other a lot...

Every night I think of us.. spending time together... making love..

All this while he kept telling he loves me..i know he loves me..he is veryy genuine.. always cares.. always puts efforts..how much ever i push him away. He always kept coming back.. he is the greenest flag

It's been more than 5yrs since he has told he loves me.. I've been pushing it.. maybe my heart loves him too..

I want more of him..when we meet ..and he leaves..i miss him so much... I'm usually not a person who stays connected to ppl but when it is him i want to talk to him every day..

I always wanted to marry the person i dated.. I'm kind of perfectionist and wanteverything to be perfect.. I come from middle class family..in childhood i had to compromise on lot of things cos of money... to study well amd save...

When it comes to his family..i really don't like them.. they don't really have anything much.. my parents after struggling andsaving so much have done some things for me and my sister...

Both of us are in good job now.. he earns more than me and really well..

He's that kind of person who's so easy going.. Goes to gym.. office.. eats sleeps amd loves traveling.. in this 5yrs never thought of anyone else expect me

When I think about the marriage part with him..i feel like running away and not wanting this..he has a useless sister too who spends his money like crazy..does nothing

All this irritates me.. my parents said let's start searching for marriage next year.. I'm really confused..abt him...i don't know whetehr i love him..is it just physical lust or actual love

When he doesn't talk to me i feel very bad.. he says he'll wait for me until the day i get married..

Sometimes i feel i should meet some boys in arranged marriage and see what i really want...

Some one help me please......

During one weekend, my father came up with the idea of buying an outdoor TV antenna because he was very tired of having to watch TV with blurry channels during basketball gameplays. I really thought that having TV antennas was already outdated since now less people use those on TVs, but my father said that some people still use them to have access to free local TV channels.

That night, my father and I sat together in our dining room eating dinner while he explained to me about how outdoor TV antennas have more stronger reception than those indoor TV antennas. Since my father doesn’t want to spend a lot of money, he grabbed his phone and searched online on Google for affordable outdoor TV antennas. He checked on some shopping sites that appeared on Google like Amazon, Alibaba, and other websites while comparing their qualities, prices, and reviews.

My father was so amazed by how many options he can choose from. Some of it were compact, some others looked so professional having some long metal parts with it. My father just preferred something that is very simple and can’t be affected by the weather because he didn’t want to keep replacing the outdoor TV antenna.

After 30 minutes of looking for nice qualities, comparing different prices, and reading their reviews, my father and I realized that there are actually so many affordable choices that work very well for daily TV watching. My father even enjoyed comparing different outdoor TV antennas more than what I was expecting.

Now, I finally know why some people still prefer to use outdoor TV antennas. They’re very simple, practical, and are really useful for watching local TV channels without having to spend so much money.

Does every sibling suddenly become an FBI agent the moment they see you smiling at your phone or is mine just naturally evil 😭

Hear me out.

One night I was texting this girl peacefully like a normal human being. Nothing crazy. I was just trying to become an engaging person instead of sounding like an AI-generated customer support bot 💀

And then out of nowhere…

my sibling spawned behind me.

No footsteps. No warning. No humanity.

Bro saw ONE goofy smile on my face and instantly knew everything.

Since that day, my life has never been peaceful again.

Every family gathering: “Yo where’s your girlfriend?”

Every time I touch my phone: “Who you texting lil bro? 😏”

Even when I’m literally checking the weather, this creature stares at me like they discovered classified military secrets.

I made ONE mistake and now I’m living in psychological warfare.

Comment what I should do with this sibling because diplomacy has failed 😭

For a few years, I coached a soccer team, and one of my players became the center of my entire world. He was over a full decade younger than me, but he was more of a man than I was even as a teenager.

He was everything I’m attracted to: macho yet lean, smooth musculature, thick jacked thighs that flexed with every sprint, and a cocky swagger that made it clear he knew he was the best on the field. And then there was his bulge—even flaccid, which was massive and super impressive. I’d watch him train shirtless, his body glistening with sweat, and I’d instantly get so horny.

I worshipped him. I’d do anything to be near him just to spend extra time in his presence. I was completely obsessed. Multiple times a week, I’d watch him train, get hard, and then rush home to fantasize about him for hours. The age gap made it even hotter—the idea that I, the older, supposed authority figure, was completely powerless against a teenager’s body and confidence.

I never acted on it. But for years, my life revolved around ‘A Certain Someone’ - as I’d refer to him as. I’d fantasize about and get off to him constantly. It’s been a few years now since those days and I still occasionally masturbate to him. The pleasure was unlike anything I’d ever felt. He‘s also the only player I’ve ever fantasized about, period. No one else like him ever came before or after and it still consumes me.

So, Reddit—have any of you ever been this obsessed with someone you shouldn’t have been? How did you cope? Did you ever tell anyone?

I used to have a girlfriend in 2012, let's call her Doris for the purposes of this story. She would often times leave articles of clothing at my house and I lived in a "frattish" house with 4 other bro dudes. When we broke up these said articles of clothing would circulate through the laundry and nobody ever knew what to do with them so I think they just went back into the laundry like 10 thousand times. Cleanest pairs of panties on earth. Eventually I moved out of this house and went into an apartment with one other bro dudes and by this time I had another girlfriend (for around 8 months if I remember right.) Let's call her Caitlyn.

At this time in my life I was a monster pot head. Like wake and bake, you know the type. I was doing laundry one day and these pink panties were mixed in with my laundry. They were Doris's. I didn't even think anything of it because I'd seen them a million times. So I tossed them on my dresser but they slid to the other side of the dresser and went behind it. I didn't care and just played Overwatch or whatever I was doing at the time. Smash cut to 3 months later. Caitlyn had gotten me a new lamp and all the plugs on my surge protector were taken. I knew there was an outlet behind my dresser so we pulled my dresser away from the wall and a pair of bright pink panties are laying there staring at us. I don't think anything about it because, again, I'd seen these more times than I could even count. Then I hear "what the fuck are these?" I had just done a dab for the first time like 30 minutes before she came over and wasn't expecting it to hit that hard so when she came at me with this aggressive energy I was too high to even defend myself. I think I said "Wait. No. That's not a thing." She asked me whose those were and I said "No, those are Doris's." She replied with "So you're fucking Doris again?" At this point she is working herself up into a really angry and aggressive attitude and I am not ready to deal with any of this because my brain is exploded. I told her that they were Doris's but from a long time ago. She asks why I kept them and I tried to explain the frat house circulation but it just sounded kind of dumb and made up.

At this point I tell her that I can explain all of it because she needs to give me like 10 minutes, which also doesn't sound good. But everyone calmed down and after a bit I explained the whole thing, I let her go through my phone, let her know there wasn't anything going on. We had a good night. Two days later I get a text from Doris and it says "why is this girl asking me about my underwear?" So apparently when Caitlyn went through my phone she got Doris's number (yes, I still had it in my phone. Again, I'm just lazy and dumb) and texted her a picture of the panties and asked if they were hers and when she lost them. At this point I am stunned at this stupid situation I got myself in. I call Doris, who I have not talked to in years, I explain the situation and explain that I didn't keep her panties on purpose, they just kind of stuck around. She said something like it's ok that sounds exactly like you. Doris texts Caitlyn and smooths everything over but apparently never mentions that we talked. Caitlyn comes over that night and apologizes. I say it's not a big deal and honestly it was my fault. I go to the bathroom and when I come out Caitlyn has my phone and says "Why the fuck did you call Doris today? How am I supposed to believe anything you say?" At this point while I'm sympathetic to her perspective, I am just over this whole situation. I grab my phone, call Doris on speaker phone and we all hash it out.

Caitlyn and I broke up maybe a year or so after that. Not for anything she did really, just didn't work out. But that's how I got accused of cheating because I was a huge lazy pot smoking moron with bad communication skills.

I’m going to keep all names obviously out of this story time because I am actually paranoid of this man. All you need to know is me, my boyfriend, incel best friend, roommate best friend, and roommate girlfriend.

So I met my current boyfriend at a house concert like a lot of people in college probably do. Though funnily enough it was actually incel best friend that I met first. I really on spoke to him to bum a cigarette off of him since he was offering for free, then he happened to mention the friend he was with might let me take a hit off his joint. He obviously did, we kept talking, exchanged info, and in about a month of hanging out we started dating. I never thought too hard about the fact I met incel friend technically first.

Thing was as I hung out with my boyfriend on an almost daily basis, we were rarely ever actually alone. Most nights me, him, and roommate friend would walk over to incel friends house to smoke. Mostly because those two were still stuck in a dorm and this was before I moved into my place nearby, so it was the safest option. Most times on weekends we’d go over to drink too. Rare times roommates girlfriend would also tag along to have another girl in the group. As a female I think it’s sometimes only natural to notice when someone starts to take a liking to you too much. Maybe at least for me since I’m used to being perceptual. I’d say it took at least maybe two weeks into me and my boyfriend dating for me to start noticing weird signs though.

First clues were small, just staring too much in a group setting, deliberately pressing into tight spaces near me at outings we’d go to, and more importantly starting to make degrading jokes about my boyfriend way too often in front of me. Then things started to get almost a little too obvious at least to me. In passing one night I had mentioned my favorite brand of cigarettes were Marlboro Reds. Later in time I find out something that’s important to mention right now. My boyfriend when wingmaning for incel friend told him he should start conversations with girls he’s interested in by ‘offering something like a drink or smoke’. What does incel friend bring pull out for me at next hangout free of charge? A pack of Marlboro Reds that hadn’t even been opened. He said himself they were for ‘me’, until roommate friend asked for one and he backtracked with a they’re for ‘everyone’.

More small things happened in that period of time. He found me at a house party I was at with just my friends not my boyfriend, he started deliberately playing as a mortal kombat character of my name when we’d come over, he winked at me when no one was looking, he started to joke about me and my boyfriend’s sex life, then he started to ‘joke’ about if we’d ever have threesomes. So AT THIS POINT I know in my head i’m not just overthinking and crazy.

When we get to my boyfriends dorm I’m finally eventually like “you’re not going to want to hear this but-“ and went down the rabbit hole. He didn’t outright not believe me, but you could tell he also didn’t want to believe his incel friend of a long time would purposefully do those actions. My boyfriend also hates drama which I can understand, we’re in college we shouldn’t have to deal with it. Though now he’s definitely keeping his eye out.

The exact moment I could see it click on my boyfriends face one night that I was right was when we were having a usual smoke sesh. Except when it was incel friends turn to hand me the pipe, he practically held and caressed my hand while doing it. Right in front of my boyfriend. Like he didn’t care. Which of course resulted in a tiff outside his front door. Now, we’re suddenly not going over to incel friends house as much anymore. Roommate friend and my boyfriend are starting to shit talk him with me. We’re all starting to peel apart things he’s done to realize just how much of a creep he is.

Roommate friend had to also shit talk to a mutual friend though. Which led to mutual friend spreading the word right back to incel friend. Which we realized when he started to call roommate friend as him and my boyfriend were smoking at my house. Which I made sure incel friend never got the address of. They had to leave to talk to him. He denied everything, said that was never his intentions, that he doesn’t know why we’d even think that. My boyfriend stops seeing him for good, but doesn’t block him. Incel friend starts buying a bunch of free stuff for roommate friend to make him hangout with him instead of my boyfriend. After about two weeks of it- roommate friend gets sick of it and also stops seeing him.

I’d dare say the biggest plot twist though was a recent incident. It’s summer so me, my boyfriend, and roommate friend indulged ourselves in a ‘earthy mushroom snack yk’. We’re having a good time on it, until we hit the peak and a certain incel friend starts spam calling both of them. Knowing what they were doing that day since roommate friend told him. Needless to say he kinda ruined the mood. Though it meant as we were coming down we started to talk about him more in depth. It comes out from roommate friend that he thinks he might’ve caught incel friend secretly rubbing one out as we’d be hanging out. We start to put together that it might not just be me. He’s made sexual vouyeristic comments about all of us. I could say more but honestly I don’t even want to go in depth with what came out.

Thing is- my boyfriend and roommate friend still haven’t blocked him online to fully cut off contact. I never added him on anything thank god. I love my boyfriend we’ve been together for a while now but I don’t get why he keeps overthinking how to block him instead of just doing it. Am I the tweaker for being a little pissed about it? Who knows.

For context: this was one specific cava in North Georgia

Before even pulling in to cava another driver decided THEY NEEDED TO BE THE LINE LEADER and just pulled out right it front of me. Mind you they had a stop sign, I did not, they stopped and just decided our fate. No worries though because cava was right ahead. It’s almost as if they were trying to warn me for the horror of Cava….
Kid you not I was the only non NPC in this establishment. I walked up to the counter (this restaurant is chipotle style) and was greeted by a blank stare no words so I must not have gotten the telepathic update but oh well. After an uncomfortable amount of eye contact I mustered the courage to ask for a bowl. She politely said she’ll get you pointing at the only coworker performing a task. So I waited… while three other people just stood there as if it was there first day on earth. But still smile strong I waited when asked for my base I chose white rice, one scoop was put in while she simultaneously asked if I wanted greens. I replied yes please Romaine lettuce, she turned around and I watched her actively buffer to evaluate If I deserved more rice. I guess she thought I was looking a little chunky as she gave me like 7 more grains of rice and just push my bowl aside. She then walked away just to turn arround and ask if I want protein and spread. I told her what I wanted. Honestly she should work for weight watchers as she gave me two falafels because that was all that was left and sat my bowl at the next station.
Now obviously I’m nosy so the girl in front of me is talking with the workers about how she used to work at a different location and is no longer employed at the DIFFERENT location… this will be important later
Another smooth brained employee approached my bowl to just ponder it with no urgency at all. He then proceeded to ask the former employee customer whom he just helped and is actively paying… so we think… if they want toppings ON MY BOWL. It’s ok everyone has those days. She chimes in to inform him that the bowl in front of him is not hers, I add oh that’s mine! I try to announce the topping ,in one ear out the other as he was still focused on my bowl. He then de spawned without a word and walked away. At this point I was just baffled as even the sims 4 lags less. But don’t worry he came back, not to me though. He came to stand right next to the girl who started putting toppings on my bowl. After the last topping, my bowl was sat at the register where he appeared again. You know who else appears the former employee who announces she never paid… it is at this moment that everyone’s brain short circuits, one employee is confident they are the right person for the task. Mr. Smooth brain starts to press buttons before deciding to walk away again. Don’t know if he was overstimmy or rage quit but all is well as a second employee takes on the task. She announces oh I gave you the employee meal, with shock the girl says oh I don’t work here anymore. This is followed by the employee stating oh I get an employee meal when I’m off shift. babe this girl will now have anymore shifts.. so again buttons are pressed… but the problem is not solved. But to everyone’s surprise a baddie kitchen diva approaches and saves the day!!! Now it is my turn to check out or so I think. I ask for chips I receive chips but not before they confuse my chips for the lady behind me. It’s ok I pay for my meal that is still sitting behind the register. After my card goes through cuz I got like hella money Mr smooth brain asks if I would like a receipt I say no, and he stared at me. You know what I did want though, MY FOOD STILL SITTING BEHIND THE REGISTER. I start to barely reach and received my food no bag ok saving the trees queen. I take my food and scurry out the door wondering if I am real.
I am truly baffled by this experience so I check the reviews. It is then that I find out that I am my real and every person there is indeed an industry plant. So I conclude but if you are looking for employment where the only requirement is to have a pulse please send your applications in! Thank you have a great day!

A man sat in front of his laptop with a cracked screen, running on an external hard drive that was being cooled by a small summer fan. On the screen is a writing competition banner with a prize money of $100,000 for the best story, 50,000 for the runner up, and 10,000 for the third place. If that wasn't enough, numbers 4 to 10 will get 5,000 each and 11 to 30 will get 1,000 each. "My story can definitely make the top ten," he muttered to himself, "if I get that money I can pay off my debts and finally get rid of those pesky loan sharks along with that infuriating landlady."

As Colin continues to read, he gasped, "just hitting a 1,000 sales on Readers Merchant will get a spot in the top 30?" his eyes widened in disbelief, "oh, right, you need to be one of the first 30, phew, that nearly gave me a happy heart attack."

He then closed the tab and opened Pen Buddy, his trusty writing app, "This really came at the right time. Now all I need is to publish Legion on Readers Merchant and I'm rich... hahahahah! Damn I'm gonna be rich!"

Bang! bang!

"Quiet down you idiot, or have you finally gone mad so i can call the mental asylum for ya."

Colin's lips twitched, _fuck you!_ he really wanted to shout that out, but decided against it, whilst rubbing his bruised left cheek.

"Think you're tough huh, I'll show you," Colin muttered, as he opened the bookstore and started setting up his story for sale.

A few minutes later, Legion was up on sale and in just the first few minutes, it had already sold 10 copies. Seeing this a crazy grin appeared on his face.

"Shit, I forgot to register for the competition," he scrambled to pulled up the submission form from the website and filled it out, "phew, good thing they had a 10 minute buffer or I would have been screwed."

He then closed his laptop and went to sleep.

---

3 days later, "Let's see if I'm in the top thirty yet," Colin muttered as he opened the competition leaderboard, and after scanning it for a while he raised an eyebrow, "why am I not there yet?"

He then opened his Readers Merchant account,

[ Title: Legion ]

Genre: Fantasy

Rating: Unrated

[ Sales: 18 ]

"18 sales..., WHAT THE HELL IS EVERYONE THINKING, THAT'S THE BOOK OF THE CENTURY CAN'T YOU SEE THAT!!!" Colin shouted angrily.

Bam! His door suddenly swung open and a big man came in and grabbed his collar then lifted him off the ground to face him, "What did I tell you about shouting?" He asked calmly but every word laced with a threatening edge.

His neck bulged as he swallowed a lump of saliva, "nn, o, n-no, noise..." he stuttered in reply.

"Good that you remember, now let me make sure you save it properly," with those words, Paaa! A slap rang in the room and the man dropped him to the ground and left.

Colin then stood up with shaking steps, walked to close the door but just as he was about to close it he saw his girlfriend standing in the hallway looking at him with a blank expression.

"Lyla," he called, and she immediately snapped out of it, turned around and left without looking back.

"Lyll," he tried to call her again but his now swollen cheek denied him, as his words became incoherent.

---

7 days later, He once again opened the leaderboard and scanned it only to get the same results, "still not in the top 30?" His hands shook slightly as he opened his Readers Merchant account.

[ Title: Legion ]

Genre: Fantasy

Rating: Unrated

[ Sales: 33 ]

Upon seeing this his entire body trembled, as he recalled last night's text from the loan shark,

<If you don't have my money by tomorrow, I'm taking your hand back home with me.>

He then stood up and then walked to close the door, then closed the window covers. After that he picked up his backpack on the bed and pulled out a thick rope.

Ten minutes later, Colin was hanging from the ceiling, dead.

However, on his merchant account,

Sales: 33 -> 46

Sales: 46 -> 109

Sales: 109 -> 167

20 minutes later,

Sales: 12388 -> 28392

...

The End

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All my childhood, I saw you as a wonderful woman. I wanted to grow up and become just like you.

But my perspective started to change when I caught you and Greg flirting through text messages. I was just a curious kid back then, so when your phone got a notification, I opened it and saw everything.

The thoughtful and caring mom I knew slowly changed because of that. I don’t know what he did to you for things to become like this.

You apologized every time we fought about it, but you still continued letting him into our lives like nothing happened. I already told you that I didn’t want him around anymore, but you still let him come to the house. It made me feel like my feelings were never valid.

Before, your conversations were on Messenger. Then it became iMessage, with messages being unsent all the time. It made me feel like you were still hiding something. I know snooping into private things is wrong, but I still remember when you told me that you loved him and that cheating was just “temptation.”

No, it wasn’t just temptation. It was a choice.

Did you ever think about the people who loved you? About how they would feel? If you truly loved someone, you wouldn’t do that to them. Not just to your partner, but also to your child. In movies and series where one parent cheats, the children usually hate the new person because they don’t want to lose the love their parents built together. I understand that now.

I don’t know why it’s so hard for me to forget and forgive. Maybe because I still see his face almost every day whenever he comes here to eat. Doesn’t he have food at home? Is it really that easy for him to act like nothing happened?

And honestly, ang kapal ng mukha niya. My parents helped his son finish college, yet he still cheated with his friend’s wife — someone who helped him so much. My dad bought him clothes, gave him money whenever he needed it, and treated him well. Then he repays him by cheating with his wife?

What about his own wife working abroad? What about his children? And from what I heard, marami pa siyang ibang kausap before, and he was even proud of it. What is wrong with him?

Then he talks about how hard his childhood was, but now he’s causing pain to other children because of his actions.

But I also know it wasn’t easy for you, Mommy. Dad cheated on you during the pandemic too, and he even had a child with someone else.

But does that mean you should do the same thing?

I’m your only child already, yet sometimes I still feel unsupported emotionally. Then you still talk about wanting another child. Maybe there’s a reason why I’m an only child. Raising a child is hard, I know, but please don’t make life harder for me too.

Sometimes I look at my cousins and feel jealous because they seem genuinely happy. Their parents guide them, teach them things, and make them feel supported. Meanwhile, I feel like I grew up carrying resentment instead.

What hurts more is that all of this happened during my teenage years — the years that are also important in shaping a person. Everything a child never wants to experience happened during that time.

Whenever I try explaining my side, I get called disrespectful, rude, or ungrateful. But do you respect me too? Respect goes both ways, no matter who you are.

You even compare how polite I am to other people and ask why I can’t act that way toward you. Maybe it’s because they treat me kindly. They never called me worthless.

All my life, I tried so hard to please you, but eventually I stopped because it felt like no one really cared about how I felt.

You’re a guidance counselor. You help other children, even those struggling mentally. You give advice to everyone else. But what about your own child? Sometimes it feels like things only got worse for me.

I know both you and Dad did a lot for me financially, and I’ll always be grateful for that. But emotionally, I feel so lost and exhausted. Sometimes I feel like I’m going crazy thinking maybe I’m really the bad person here, especially when no one understands my side no matter how much I explain myself.

Even though I’ve had thoughts of wanting to disappear, I still have dreams. I still dream of taking you abroad someday, Mommy. Because despite everything, I still feel sad whenever you cry. I wanted us to be on the same side, but it always felt like you kept choosing him over me. I would’ve understood your feelings if only you talked to me honestly.

I’ve been called selfish and many other hurtful things, even though I spent most of my life being a people pleaser.

Even on Dad’s side, I sometimes feel invisible. Maybe it’s also my fault because I don’t know how to open up properly.

Still, I pray for all of our family, especially you, Mom. I really do love you, even if I struggle to show it sometimes. I’m still grateful to both you and Dad.

I’m also grateful to my friends who gave me kindness and happiness even when I was difficult sometimes.

And to my lolo and lola who took care of me the most when I was younger.

Maybe that’s why I get attached to other people easily — because I never really experienced that kind of emotional love at home. Maybe that’s also why I seek attention sometimes. Deep inside, I just wanted to feel loved.

I never wanted any of this.

And I can’t fully open up to other people because I feel like they won’t understand either. I don’t even have siblings to lean on, and my cousins already have their own problems. Sometimes it feels pointless to open up because no matter what I say, I’ll still end up being seen as the bad person.

I don’t know what really matters anymore.

Yesterday as of 5/17/26 I was tubbing with my buddies out at lake tarpon and we got hit with a very strong severe thunderstorm with VERY small hail. So the best thing we thought of was to head the OPPOSITE direction of the rain\ small hail to go to the boat dock. now me as a young weather enthusiast with a dream of becoming a storm chaser thought it was a good idea to "train for my future storm chasing career" and stand out on the FRONT of the boat and take the hail straight to the back of the legs. I have WELTS on the back of my leg from it 😭. after the storm had passed lake tarpon it was later given a special marine weather statement and was also reported with a water spout. first intercept in the books baby!

About a year ago I met this guy who worked across the street from my bar. When his place closed, he’d come over sometimes and one night he gave me his number. We hung out, got absolutely BLACKOUT drunk, and I went back to his place.

Next morning I’m trying to find my phone and I’m looking everywhere. I look under his bed and I find… I don’t even know how to explain this. I’m posting the picture because unless you’ve seen one before, words won’t do it justice. It was one of those realistic rubber sex toys that looks like an actual person’s lower half. I stared at it like ???????

Anyway I tell my best friend and coworkers because I thought it was the funniest thing I’d ever seen.

Now here’s where this becomes a story I can’t defend.

I hung out with him AGAIN, got drunk AGAIN, slept over AGAIN. We didn’t even hook up this time. Next morning I drank two of his beers, looked under the bed… and stole it.

WHY? I genuinely do not know. I think I wanted to show my friends because we all thought it was hilarious. I’m not proud of this.

My friend picked me up and I had this giant rubber thing in the backseat of her car. She held onto it for two days. And for reasons I will NEVER understand, she decided to CLEAN IT because she thought it got dirty rolling around in her car.

Guys.

Old stuff started coming out of it.

My best friend and I were standing there looking at each other like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.

Later my niece came over (before anyone freaks out, I’m 26 and she’s 23 and we’re basically best friends), we got drunk, showed my brother, my brother thought I had completely lost my mind.

Then for the rest of the day this thing was on my apartment floor and I was literally kicking it around like a basketball because it jiggled and looked ridiculous. But the SMELL? Horrific. Like biological warfare.

That night more friends came over, I pulled it out, everyone almost threw up, and I finally threw it away. I couldn’t even take the garbage out myself because it was so heavy.

Also apparently when my friend picked me up after I stole it, I was walking out wearing one shoe and one of his hoodies (which he also never got back), and she said I was tipping over because this thing weighed so much.

Then like two weeks later he called me talking about MY drinking habits. Sir??? I told him to go fuck himself because he drank just as much.

Then I downloaded a TextFree app and sent him a picture of his missing item sitting in my friend’s car.

Months later I ran into him at the casino and he goes, “Did you send me something?” I tried to play dumb for a minute and eventually admitted it. He goes, “What did you do with it? Show all your friends?”

Reader: yes. Yes I did.

I lied and said no.

Anyway I don’t really drink anymore and the last time I got that drunk was over 6 months ago. But I still randomly remember this story and think… what the hell was actually wrong with me???

Everyone tells me I need to share this story and make podcast and stuff. I never thought about writing until my friend said something so enjoy!!

So, last year I joined a college and i made a lot of friends. So y'all know how u make a lot of friends in the starting days of college. So me and friends thought of messing around with an other friend of ours. So we made a fake account of a pretty girl by the name (I). So one day another guy from our class sent us a follow request. He's 19 btw. We taught it was normal, but then we soon got a text from his side. He just randomly introduced himself. We made sure to tell him that we weren't interested, yet he kept on texting us. So then we had enough, and decided to reciprocate. At first, it was just normal texting and he was flirting with us. And soon the flirting became him asking us to call and FaceTime him. Soon, this creep mf asked us if he can call us mommy. Then, we felt that it was getting too serious, so we wanted to know if he's an actual creep. So, we told him that we (our fake account) was a 14yo. He replied "Age is just a number mommy" . He started sending videos of himself, we jokingly asked him for his feet pic and bro actually sent it!! Jokes aside bro. Sending all these to a so called 15yo girl IS NOT COOL AT ALL!!. He sent us his creepy pics and videos and asked us to send our pics as well! Btw we made him shave his mustache to see how insane this guy is, and he actually did it. Imagine sitting in the same class, with the guy who sent u his creepy pics (feet as well). He still asks us pics and voice notes which we manage to send it. He even started talking about this girl with his friends. Now his friends look interested to talk to her. Now, he wants us to meet him!!!

CHAT WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED NOW?

ARE WE FUCKING COOKED???😭😭

A few months ago, I was meeting some friends for a birthday dinner at a busy restaurant.

I got there late and saw a group around my age sitting near the back. One guy looked over right as I walked in, so my brain immediately went yep, thats them.

I sat down, apologized for being late, and started talking like normal.

The weird part is nobody questioned it at all. People were making small talk with me, passing menus around, asking if I would ordered yet.

It took me way too long to realize I did not recognize a single person at the table.

Turns out my actual group was seated on the opposite side of the restaurant.

I was so embarrassed when I finally figured it out, but the random table thought it was hilarious and started laughing when I explained what happened.

* I was born in 1992 in a sunny October morning.

* I wasnt supposed to walk but defying the odds I later became a Junior Pro Athlete.

* I fell in love when I was 14...and I lost her because of my foolishness… I miss her every day..

* My mother got assassinated when i was 16 and my dad found a new family soon after… my hands are shaking to this day…

* I quit sports because of physical and mental injuries…

* I drank alcohol heavily up until when i was 22 after the previous event..

* I went to Greece when I was 19 and almost got kidnapped by human traffickers but managed to escape…

* I lost multiple jobs and had to leave the country… I didnt have any other way out…

* I became homeless in the UK when I was 21 but worked myself out of it by hard work and dedication

* I came to Spain at 22 for a vacation and decided to stay…

* At 25 my childhood friend died from overdose…

* I stopped my friends father from trying to kill us on multiple occasions…

* I married a woman to save her from her country and help her and her family…

* I helped my friend and comrade earn his first 100k $ but we lost it all..

* During Covid I had no options.. I worked as a delivery driver on a motorcycle without knowing how to drive it and I got hurt quite a bit..

* I have been a singer on the streets…

* At 29 I moved to Scotland for love and got my heart broken in shatters soon after…

* At 30 I went to Iceland to earn a living for a better future…

* When 31 another one of my childhood friends died in a fire accident…

* When 32 I earned my first 100k$ and my earlier mentioned friend and mentor got diagnosed with cancer and we lost it all in the fight..

* We made a project to ask for help and people helped us.. as well as we managed to help many people and charities out there..

* My friend died after a year long fight… and soon after the funds i used to help his family and others including myself were gone…

* Friends dad came back to haunt us and wanted to kill us again…but we managed to protect ourselves and he got sent back home..

* Having nowhere to go or no other solution for now we built a house out of wooden pallets in a little community..

Not sure what future holds but Im sure it will be an adventure…

Should I write a book?

I am a Canadian High school student

Because it was Victoria Day, we were supposed to leave the school building immediately after our exam and not go back to our lockers. However, my friend and I had mistakenly left our belongings (phones and backpacks) in my locker, which we shared because her locker wasn’t working (she have my locker password so she can open it by herself).

After the exam, the teacher was upset with students who had used their lockers. At that point, I noticed that my friend—who had actually left the exam room earlier than me—did not say anything to the teacher about her belongings being in the locker. Instead, she walked out of the building as if the situation did not involve her.

This frustrated me because it felt like she expected me to handle everything alone. Since we both used the locker, I felt it would have been fair for her to come with me or at least acknowledge the situation. Instead, I was left to face the teacher and the awkwardness by myself, while she avoided it entirely.

In the past, she often seems to assume that other people will take care of her belongings without directly asking. For example, there have been times during lunch when she leaves her bag at the cafeteria table and expects others to bring it to her in class. One of my other friends usually helps her with this, even though she never explicitly asks. She rarely communicates a clear request like “can you bring my bag,” but instead seems to rely on the assumption that someone will do it for her.

At that moment, I chose not to take her belongings from the locker along with mine. While I felt a small amount of guilt, I mostly felt justified. I didn’t want to enable behavior where I am left to take responsibility for something we both contributed to.

Did I do the right thing?

When I was in primary school one of the dinner ladies accidentally sliced the tip of her finger off while carving meat for lunch. Apparently she panicked and didn’t tell anyone because they couldn’t find the missing bit anywhere in the kitchen.

A few days later the school contacted parents about a “food contamination” after environmental health got involved. Turns out they think the fingertip ended up mixed into the trays of sliced meat they served to our year group.

I only found out years later because my mum casually brought it up like it was a funny memory.

Now I can’t eat school-style roast beef without thinking about the fact there’s a non-zero chance I accidentally ate part of a human finger when I was 8.

So couple of days before I ate too much weed cookies I got so high I went to sleep, but I was parched so I drinked 2l of water before going to sleep. I was waking up constantly because I needed to go to toilet. Problem is why peeing I was afraid that I was sleeping and I'm going to wet my bed so I spent 4 hours in the toilet peeing a little stoping to make sure I'm not sleeping peeing stopping and again and again.

The thing is I'm often dissociating so I feel like I'm dreaming even if I'm not- so now, even though I'm not high I need to peeing while talking to myself that I'm not sleeping 😆

This happened like 2 weeks ago and it still feels fake honestly.
So my friend Jake has been dating this girl for around a year and she’s one of those super organised people, meal preps everything, labels containers, writes lists for literally everything. Nice enough but kinda intense sometimes. Jake meanwhile eats like a divorced 43 year old man even though he’s 22. Half his diet is frozen shit and energy drinks.

Anyway me and him were at his apartment watching football and his girlfriend was at work. Important detail apparently because she had spent the whole morning making lunches for the week. Like stacked neatly in containers in the fridge with labels and all that.

Jake gets hungry halfway through and opens the fridge. There’s this massive sandwich in foil sitting there and he just goes oh sick and eats the whole thing. Didn’t even think about it. I remember saying are you sure thats not hers and he goes nah if its not labelled its free game.

Wrong. Horrifically wrong actually.

Apparently the sandwich was for her little brother who has some medical thing where he can only eat certain foods after treatments or something idk the details but basically she specifically made it for him because he was staying over later.

She comes home, opens the fridge, immediately knows what happened somehow. Like genuinely walked in and within 30 seconds was yelling WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SANDWICH

Jake starts laughing because he still thinks this is normal couple arguing stuff until she starts crying. Not angry crying either like proper devastated crying which honestly made everything so much more uncomfortable.

Turns out she’d spent nearly 3 hours remaking special food stuff because her brother had finally managed to keep meals down recently after weeks of issues. Jake apparently knew all this already by the way. He just forgot because he doesn’t listen to anything unless it’s about UFC or gambling odds.

Then somehow this absolute idiot decides to defend himself instead of apologising. Says if food is that important maybe put a note on it next time.

Dead silence after that. Like movie silence.

She just stared at him for a second then walked into the bedroom and locked the door. I left because i genuinely didnt want to witness whatever came next.

Next day Jake calls me furious saying SHE apologised for overreacting but is now staying at her mums place for a few days because she needs space. And this moron is angry because apparently she posted on her private instagram story about immature men weaponising incompetence.

Now half their friend group is split over a sandwich.

Not even kidding.

hi, for context, im in highschool , female, and ive always had a problem with people i dont know very well getting very close to me or touching my body in anyway, even hugs, i also dont like people getting in my loved ones personal space if they are strangers but now to the story.

i and my boyfriend are at prom, hes working the music for it and we are having a nice time and everything is fine but a little while into the event, a girl comes up to my boyfriend and gets uncomfortably close to his face and asks for a song to be played, he goes with the re-guest and the girl says " thanks , love you (my boyfriends name)",then she walks away, but i was right there! standing a few feet away, my friend come up and pulled me outside to ask if i was okay, she said " hey are you okay? you look uncomfortable", so i explained that i wasnt okay with what the girl did and that i was a little mad that my boyfriend didnt say anything,

but i understand that my boyfriend is a little dense toward social signals and probably did not notice, should i tell him about this?