Im going for broke. Im sick of living. That's why I keep handing you my head on a silver platter but not actually doing anything. I wouldn't have the

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Im going for broke. Im sick of living. That’s why I keep handing you my head on a silver platter but not actually doing anything. I wouldn’t have the nerve otherwise. Now Ill actually have an excuse to abandon my family. Thank you for playing your part. You were never in any danger, b****. I just decided to do this because either way,, I get what I want, you, or death. The secret is I’m only really gonna kill myself. Dumb b****. Thanks for helping me escape my life as an unpaid pca for my aging parents. That was not a future I was looking forward to. I’m a 30 year old Virginia with no future and no escape. The second i know I’m super fucked, I’m swallowing like 200 pills. None of you people are worth staying alive for. My existence is suffering. Thanks for the assisted suicide, my gullible love. I knew you cared!

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I work in industry. A vendor offered a weekend at their hunting camp and I was offered to be the one to go with him. It was a group, not just me, several other vendor reps with their clients.

Out there at night with nothing to do but drink bourbon and listen to tall stories it got a little uncomfortable when my rep started to put his arm around me. When I got up to use the bathroom he followed me in and undid his zipper to pee in the handbasin. He reached over to grab me, while I was peeing and offered to help me. Held my p****.

I won’t go into all the details because they are embarrassing. He got me to s*** his p****, and later came to my bunk to get friendly with me and work his p**** up my colon. He finished with his business, and kissed me on the lips and told me that we were friends now.

That was my first experience with another man, it was never the last one.

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