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Biological Terrorism (00000336)
2.9/5 (142 Votes)
I have given genital herpes to more than 50 men. I am going to keep sleeping around, and spread this disease until I reach 500 people. However, my real goal is to reach 1,000 before I die.

Posted on 28.03.2013, 10:01:35 CET
Married Life (00000326)
2.9/5 (135 Votes)
I am young by most standards, yet old enough to have lived. I was a soldier and then a private contractor, actively engaged in top secret counter terrorism missions most of my young adult life, until I met the love of my life to whom I am now married. I came home for a vacation, and there she was in a local store in my hometown. I had lived in hell all of my life, and then having seen most of the terrible things the world has to offer, she stood. On our second day as newlyweds, I was pulled over by a police officer in my home town who informed me. He felt entitled to be with my wife, as he had previously been pursuing her on a romantic level. It wasn't a week into being a newlywed, that we had packed our things and sold our home, heading for a new horizon, when we were stopped at gunpoint, searched and arrested at the airport. I was formally charged with sexual assault and allegedly had slept with two underage women a matter of a week prior. After being released from prison under the condition I stay in my home until after a trial, my faith in our system that I have fought and lost brothers in, began to crumble. My wife and I had lost our home, savings, friends, dignity and our careers to the allegation. However, our lawyer found the lack of evidence regarding the claims to be outstanding and approached a court to dismiss the charges. Of course, the only officer who appeared to challenge dropping the charges was the very same officer who had previously confronted me about his wanting to be with my wife. The charges were dropped and 22 hours later, I was arrested again at gunpoint by the same officer and his detachment and charged with the same offense, involving a new individual. Since the charges have been laid, I remained in a maximum security prison for 6 months. I was allowed out of prison on a jail so high. Both my wife and my parents had to borrow to post it, and the conditions do not allow me to leave the inside of my home. Not for work, for groceries or even a haircut. I have not stepped on fresh grass, seen anything past my front lawn or communicated with another person other than my wife in 3 years. Now, awaiting trial. A trial for something, that never happened. And so now my confession. With extensive and unique training in combat, intelligence, and warfare techniques and tactics I have further trained while locked inside my cage, every day for three years. I have taken the training I previously had, and fine tuned myself to live, breath and sleep preparing for war, right here at home. The confession I offer is not a premeditation of any action, but for forgiveness and some light of compassion to shine through inside me where only a terrible fire now burns. Do I punish those who destroyed the world of so many people I love for no just cause? Do I punish those who are sworn to protect us yet failed? Do I punish myself? God, grant me the serenity to not engage in the acts for which I feel are mandatory at this time. I have sworn to eliminate enemies both foreign and domestic. I need a life. I have taken life as I was ordered to do by my Country, now mine has been taken away for no cause. I need to see the outside. I need to breath or feel something, anything. Do I take the life of the girls who are helping the crooked police with their story? Who must pay? I have paid a price someone else sin. I did not do these things, and vengeance is due.

Posted on 21.03.2013, 06:59:00 CET
Fair punishment for an ex (00000288)
2.6/5 (56 Votes)
Are you a bad person if you rejoice at the misfortunes of someone else? I think it depends on the situation. But you can all make your own minds up. This is about the ex-girlfriend of my brother. They met over six years ago and my brother moved in with her very quickly, because she couldn't pay her rent by herself. He was 20, she was 17, and she was his first girlfriend. He did everything for her, drove her around, gave her money and neglected his friends. This is what happens to some people when they get their first girlfriend. The girl herself was an ignorant slut, only interested in herself. She never gave back, not even a shred. With his rose-tinted glasses, my brother didn't want to listen to anyone, so my father eventually bought a flat in the same town and both moved in. It took my father weeks, and he renovated the flat with his own money and time. In a very short space of time, because the girl just had to buy more and more pets (three cats, a chipmunk and three birds), their new pad went to ruin, and it stank of animals. But my brother loved her and my parents accepted it, even though they were constantly tidying, cleaning, and so on. My mother spent entire afternoons to help out and put the kitchen straight again. We paid for her holiday, found her a job in the company where my mother works (where she called in sick far too often and where they would have fired her long before, were it not for my mother), and my brother financed her hobbies, like horse riding. For a long time, I felt there was something fishy about this girl because she behaved as if she was a present to humanity and she took everything for granted. Even after five years together with my brother, she didn't lift a finger at my mother's birthday to clear the plates, though there were 30 guests. Her excuse, "I'm a guest too, you know!", didn't just make my blood boil. None of our friends or relatives could stand her. At the end of last year, she got to know some people in a horse forum and began a steady correspondence. She got on really well with those people, and met a guy – which we didn't know until later. They all lived far up North, about 600 kilometers away from us. Eventually she went on holiday, to see a girlfriend, she told us. In reality, she was with that guy, to see if it would work. All of this sadly came out later. In the end she decided to take off and leave – i.e the good job, her relationship with my brother – to move in with the other guy. Apparently she was able to get a job as an office administrator at the farm of a vet, and could thus have heaps of contact with animals. The hypocrite said they could stay together; that my brother could finish his studies in the North. The only thing she wanted was the surety that she could come back if it didn't work out there. My brother was crushed and stayed over at home. For him, his world fell apart. A year ago she was speaking of marriage and now, this, at a moment's notice. Then she called in sick and just like that, after she told my brother, she moved to the North because of this guy; she went overnight and took everything – including things that didn't belong to her. In doing so, she trashed the apartment again and left it filthy. We were therefore faced with immense amounts of money and work. She blamed my parents for the relationship not working. When she was 17, my parents had apparently persuaded my brother that it was not a good idea to have a child; that he should finish his education and further studies, and that she should absolutely begin an apprenticeship or training. Yesterday I found out from my mother how it's all panning out for her. The lovely ex-girlfriend emailed her former boss, saying that it is not going well up North, and that she is being driven to rack and ruin in this hole. No money even to get to the next village or to support her four cats (she's apparently picked one up on the way). Her former boss is angry that she bailed on him and thinks nothing of being taken back. The new guy has a bad job and can neither support her, nor will he leave his home and move in with her; he doesn't want to share the rent. Down here she had everything; we ran around after her, she got given presents; thanks to my mother she got a great job with an amazing salary that most administrators would give their right arm for. Whenever she needed money, my brother took the hit; he was faithful to her and bent over backwards for her, and this is how she repays him. Even after six years, they could have split up amicably without kicking him in the teeth and leaving behind a ruined flat. I hope you regret it for the rest of your life! Guys, forgive me for being happy about it.

Posted on 28.02.2013, 04:26:50 CET
Joe's apartment (00000276)
2.6/5 (90 Votes)
I have had the same landlord for the last two places I've lived. She opened a newly finished unit that I had reserved and moved into. After a few days I saw the dreaded, horrible roaches crawling around. I called her fulling expecting her to take care of this. Well, she's flat out refused, and told me I was the one who brought them into the house, and I had to take care of them myself. I pointed out that the house I just moved from had no roaches. If I was the one who brought them in, then that house would also have had roaches. That didn't matter to her. She is a rich woman, who lived in a large house and has plenty of money to go around, yet never does any repairs or takes care of her rentals. It pissed me off. It was easy enough to find out where she lived. So I planned my revenge. I took a glass vase smeared some vasoline around the inside opening, placed some food inside it and leaned it up against the wall so the roaches would crawl in to get the food, but couldn't get out because of the vasoline. I would let the roaches pile up all week long. Then late at night I would drive down the ally behind her house and I would dump the whole vase in her back yard. I did this for several weeks. Needless to say, she had to pay to have them removed from her home.

Posted on 25.02.2013, 09:18:28 CET

Revenge is a dish best served cold (00000272)
2.5/5 (145 Votes)
I usually lose my temper. I don't like people and don't like to talk to them. I prefer to be alone. I get jealous when I see people with more beauty and money. I long for love. I've been masturbating since at the age of 9. Before, I didn't know what I was doing at first, but I can understand what I was doing that I have lied to my parents. I am a very lazy person. For many times I felt like someone is sucking the complete life out of me. I can't do any work properly. I beat my parents, sister and scold very badly. Completely I hate myself now . Many people betrayed me in the past too. It's pay back time.

Posted on 21.02.2013, 16:21:56 CET

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