Once upon a time there were real people with real demons and real confessions to get off their chest. They converged in a multitude of areas, however,

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Once upon a time there were real people with real demons and real confessions to get off their chest. They converged in a multitude of areas, however, this one seemed less full of the bullshittery and fakes.

But alas, this tale ends with the sadness of one finally cutting ties to the one place where their deepest of dark secrets and yearnings could go, because now all that is left here is the waste of a collapsing society, wherein no one thinks or acts for thereselves.

No wonder the world is as it is.

New Confession

I knew what my girlfriend and her best friends boyfriend were doing in that room.
I could hear the bed creaking gradually getting faster until it was all out loud and careless. They were not sleeping after the party. I felt powerless to stop them and I didn’t tell her friend what happened out of shame. They both blatantly cheated and they got away with it.

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Short and sweer, nothing lurid. Never assume the predators are only men. Even mothers are, aunts and cousins are, sisters and grandmothers are. The motivations for women who engage in SA are simply different than those of male predators.