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Extra morning flavor (00000095)
2.9/5 (166 Votes)
I get to the office an hour before my boss, at least once a week for the last two years I've been peeing just a little bit into his coffee mug. I have never seen him rinse it out before filling up in the morning.

Posted on 22.02.2011, 16:46:04 CET
Place: Newport Beach, CA
Dumped By My Guy (00000494)
2.7/5 (128 Votes)
I (f/24) shat on a building, and then rolled in it, screaming "I will never love again". This is in reference to being dumped by the pope.

Posted on 16.06.2013, 18:30:10 CET
2.9/5 (56 Votes)
I hate your babies they are [...]
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Posted on 10.04.2013, 01:01:07 CET
Place: your house
The Gayest Person on Earth (00000380)
2.7/5 (67 Votes)
I'm 14 years old, and I [...]
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Posted on 21.04.2013, 05:26:40 CET

Love (00000293)
2.5/5 (32 Votes)
I know that it sounds pretty mad and unbelievable, but this actually happened to me. A good three years ago, I (m, now 28) I worked as an office boy for a lawyer as a part-time job while studying law. My job was just making coffee, sorting documents and bring the post, but I was well paid. As a law student I was obviously interested in all the cases and sometimes read the case files. One case impressed me in particular. It was about a girl from Romania who came to Germany through a large network of human traffickers and had to work in a brothel, so she came to this lawyer. The case was already four years old at that time. I felt so much sympathy for this unknown person and sometimes I almost had tears in my eyes as I read the record of proceedings. A year later I had a different job and had almost forgotten about the case. At one of our flat parties, where there were always new people because friends brought their friends with them, I got to know a young, pretty girl who was studying Art History with a friend of mine. We instantly hit it off and talked the whole night, and after that we organised to meet up over coffee or at the cinema. One day she invited me back to her flat and told me her surname so that I knew which buzzer to ring. The whole time I had the feeling that I had heard the name somewhere before and when I stood in front of the door, the scales fell from my eyes. She was the girl from Romania. At first I didn't know whether to ignore this knowledge or whether I should speak to her about it. I distanced myself for a while and in hindsight I regret this enormously. Finally I made up my mind to say it to her and she was obviously hurt; she thought that I was distancing myself because she was made to sell her body. I felt even worse after that and contact dropped to a minimum. Motivated by friends, because I withdrew more and more, I made a last attempt to say sorry, and luckily she accepted my apology. Since then we have had a happy relationship and a few months ago we even moved in together. My confession is that I was an idiot and because of a few doubts I nearly let the love of my life get away.
Tags: Love Despair

Posted on 02.03.2013, 23:41:47 CET

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