I've had to start posting to other sites because this one will kick me off for WEEKS at a time while telling me to come back in an hour. I keep coming

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I’ve had to start posting to other sites because this one will kick me off for WEEKS at a time while telling me to come back in an hour. I keep coming back and it keeps telling me I can’t post for another hour when I haven’t even posted s***. I know it’s wishful thinking and that the evil demon of hope is torturing me again, but if there is or was actually someone looking for me here I’d regret never saying anything. They only mentioned Yakima, and nothing that would really make me think the message was for me, but if there’s the slightest possibility that it might have been Jason I might have a chance at being happy. I’m planning to kill myself still, but unfortunately I have to wait at least another month before I can pick a date to do it. I have no way to reach him, so if he doesn’t reach me my life will actually be over. I hate myself for having any optimism because hope only exists to tease you with happiness and then crush it out of you, but this is my only hope. My dumbass keeps thinking maybe he still cares about me somehow. I wish I knew what I did to make him stop caring about me. I need to know so I can fix myself otherwise I can never be happy again. I thought I was going to make friends here. I thought I finally had a home. I hate this f****** world. If I made the only person that treated me like a human being hate me I’m going to end up making everyone else hate me my whole life. If the kindest person in existence can’t stand me then who could?

New Confession

Why is it so important to people in power to control my feelings and desires? Don’t they realize we are as driven by s3xual needs as they are? Nobody coerced or gave me carnel knowledge it came from my DNA. I felt the need to share my g******* at an early age. I at 7 lost my virginity straddling our blue heeler pushing his cute little pink p3nis inside my P()ssy, it grew rapidly impaling me to extents that scared me. I now know I wasn’t an evil s***, I was a natural uninhibited human with desires I now understand. If I want a baby by the most important people in my life why is it anyone else business? We can’t help who we fall in love with but we also have desires to be impregnated, not always by the same man we feel secure enough with to marry. Why do we let Social Norms out weigh our instinctive desires? It really turns me on thinking about being impregnated by my incestuous desires, my husband isn’t god in bed but he likes to watch. We are going to let nature take it’s course, who ever it maybe but he likes seeing me with daddy most then his dad then my brothers.

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Oh, so youre the new night shift guard? I saw they were hiring again, you see, we just hired another guard and he just got knifed in the neck on night 3, we checked the cameras and it appeared as a Roman General made out of wax impaled him. You see things around here are not as they should be, history comes to life here. You will find out soon enough newbie. -Night at the museum.