I killed my "best" friend one year ago. I don't know why I just did it and the next moment I realized I was standing beside a dead body, I left him inside

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I killed my “best” friend one year ago. I don’t know why I just did it and the next moment I realized I was standing beside a dead body, I left him inside my schools janitor room. And then left the school to go home. Police found his body tomorrow midday, thankfully my school had no CCTV nor were there any witnesses. They filed his death as an “natural cause”, see he was 17 during that time and so was I, the difference was I’m a much tougher and stronger person than him with his small skinny figure, I strangled him to death in a matter of seconds. I guess life finally caught up to me during that day and I just had to release my anger on someone. And to this day I regret that decision. This guilt has finally consumed me this year and today. This post is my only confession of this specific crime. After this I will be having my final dinner with my mother and end myself. May your fate end differently than mine.

New Confession

I’m 17 and been dating a guy for about 4 months. We’ve done a lot of makyout but stop before doing anything. I’m not a virgin just wanting to wait until we know each other better.
This past weekend we were making out in his truck and had gone to the point he had gotten it out but I still thought I could stop.
All of a sudden he was able to get my p****** aside starting in me. I yelled at him not without a condom and to stop.
I tried to back off of him but couldn’t.
I yelled at him not to c** in me but he kept it up until he came inside me.
I was furious and when he asked if I was mad I told him yes and to take me home.
As soon as I got home I cleaned myself outbthe best I could. It’s the first time anyone hadn’t used a condom so I’m a nervous wreck that I might get pregnant.

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Hello I am the man who has a compulsion to put objects in my b*** to simulate g******. I have often in the past sworn it off more times than I can count. I’ve confessed it to my priest over and over. The truth is I just like the feeling but the more I accept myself the less of an allure it has. So I slipped and did it again today. I use a smooth painted garden rake handle that I prop up and then back myself into it. I try and resist but I’ve come to accept that only Jesus can save me. It was not very satisfying even though I tried it to be and fucked myself good. I just did it a while and got a little prostate fluid out then I quit. It’s not that great anymore. So that’s my confession. Today is July 1 and it’s the last time. BTW I need to find a better outlet for stress and s***** frustration.