HL2.net Community Anonymous Confessions

[anonymous]
I once was involved in an elaborate money heist which involved the extortion of money from at least two dozen United States banks, but I was screwed by my partners and ended up with the short end of the stick while they live it up in the Bahamas.
[/anonymous]
 
I one time hit the Venzuelan prezident whit a stick
 
Ill confess it publicly. I was arrested for a murder of which I was innocent, and sentenced to two life terms in prison. I met a guy named "Red" there and he hooked me up with a small rock hammer. After about 30 years i was able to dig a hole in my wall that I covered up with posters. Then one day I decided that Ive had enough and I crawled through that hole, broke into a sewer pipe, and crawled through shit and piss for 500 yards. I escaped, collected some money I had tricked the warden out of, and traveled down to mexico where I lived the rest of my days. I would later be visited by my good friend Red, and we lived happily ever after.

The end.
 
Krynn72 said:
Ill confess it publicly. I was arrested for a murder of which I was innocent, and sentenced to two life terms in prison. I met a guy named "Red" there and he hooked me up with a small rock hammer. After about 30 years i was able to dig a hole in my wall that I covered up with posters. Then one day I decided that Ive had enough and I crawled through that hole, broke into a sewer pipe, and crawled through shit and piss for 500 yards. I escaped, collected some money I had tricked the warden out of, and traveled down to mexico where I lived the rest of my days. I would later be visited by my good friend Red, and we lived happily ever after.

The end.
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Did you ever finish repairing that boat on the beach?
 
I always wish to eat my girlfriend's clit, but while sex it's smell so bad that I always think might she remains unsatisfied. Someday I will make it and proud to hear that I'm good on bed.
 
Man|-|unter said:
I always wish to eat my girlfriend's clit, but while sex it's smell so bad that I always think might she remains unsatisfied. Someday I will make it and proud to hear that I'm good on bed.
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That was disturbing to read in both a subject sense and a grammatical sense.
 
tehsolace said:
Did you ever finish repairing that boat on the beach?
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Almost. We started to paint it and then we realized we were in Mexico.Then i thought to myself "holy shit, i gotta get outta here!"
 
You all realize that we don't have to wait for Baal, you can check the sent messages from hl2confess.
 
Krynn72 said:
Almost. We started to paint it and then we realized we were in Mexico.Then i thought to myself "holy shit, i gotta get outta here!"
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You and red were star crossed-lovers in the night, destined to be together.
 
Baal said:
After spending the last few hours reading more of the SA confession thread, I am losing faith in humanity.

Everyone is insane.
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You've piqued my curiosity....

Got a link for it? :p
 
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Annonymous Confession said:
I've been in a relationship for 14 months now, it's my first love relationship that I've ever had. But things aren't going so well lately.

You see, I'm a pretty complicated person. My brain will not "sit still". I get uncomfortable if there is nothing on my mind at all times. I think stuff through, all the time. When I'm done with that, I create imaginary scenarios and see how I would react to that and how others would react. In a way, I'm preparing myself for the better and worse all the time. This way of thinking has also made me pretty introvert and empathetic and has also made me realize what a tiny little dot I am in this world.

I've actually always looked at people in the way a shepherd looks at his sheep: they need to be guided and protected. Honesty and openness are one of my prime virtues. Maybe that's why I love to help people so much. I don't tell people right to their face how they should act, but I use the "Socrates technique"; You alone must realize the truth, I can only guide and aid you towards it. Now, my girlfriend continuously forces me to break that technique.

She's 2 years older than me, but in the same grade (problems during primary school meant she had to repeat two grades). While I've seen my fair share of stupid teenage fools in my school (which I pitied tremendously for their invisible ignorance), I felt that if I ever were to get or have a girlfriend, she would at least be an interesting person to talk to. Well, not with my current girlfriend. She honestly doesn't have an opinion on a lot of things, be it menial or everyday stuff or pretty important (ethical) questions. A few examples would be:
Me: "Do you want to watch another programme?" (noticing she's not exactly interested)
Her: "I don't really care."

Me: "Want to go lie on the bed?"
Her: "If that's what you want."

Me: "So, what do you think of this global warming business?"
Her: "I don't know nor care. Why should I care?"

It's like I'm talking to a goddamn robot! (Or unicycle, for that matter :p) Well, seeing as I see myself as the "teacher" kind of person, I set a goal for myself. That goal was to teach this poor little girl how to put on a different pair of glasses and see the world from a whole different view that still corresponded with her own feelings and opinions. ( I hate laying my opinions on people.)

Anyway, I managed to sway her view on foreign people from "hardcore racist" to "everyone is (more or less) equal". For me, this was quite an achievement, and I felt proud, happy, and in love. I continued having small conversations with her on various subjects, occassionally bringing in a big subject, like global warming. During that "debate", I saw she still seemed pretty apathetic towards thinking and philosophising about a lot of important life subjects.

After a while I got a bit fed up and went for a more direct approach. This severely dampened my enjoyment of being with her and acting like a guide (a role she most certainly never picked up, and probably never will). In an SMS, I explained to her what I was trying to do. Here is the following SMS:

"Dear [name], you will probably ask yourself why sometimes I act and think strangely. The only thing I want is to bring you to the next level of thoughts - my level. A level of logic and science, and all things that come with those: the ability and possibility to get to the core of other persons, understand their actions and react appropriately. A level where you learn about yourself, learn to accept your faults and talents and correct and improve them, if that's what you want. Once you are on this level, you will be able to actually learn, to actually feel.You will be able to actually understand me. Now, if you want to receive my help to reach this level, all you need to do is type "Yes, I do.". If you feel that you are up to the task by yourself, then send "No, I don't.". Either choice is correct, so don't worry ;)
Kisses, [name]."

She replied with "Yes I do."

With renewed confidence, I continued talking to her about all kinds of things. The physical side of our relationship has also always been more than satisfactory than both of us, by the way. I even enjoy pleasuring her very much, and only ask very little in return. But even in that, she sometimes failed. So what could I do? I started teaching her about sexual techniques. I think this is where it actually went downhill. Because no matter how much I stressed the fact that I did not do it for my own pleasure, but that I did it so that she would have the knowledge of doing it, I think she still thought it was a personal, egoistical choice.

Now, up until yesterday, things were going okay. She was progressing very slowly, but as long as I saw progress, no matter its size, I loved her for it, because it gave meaning to my life. But yesterday, we were watching television and I noticed she was looking sad. However, she makes that face most of the time when something that she feels isn't interesting is on, so I asked if she wanted to see something else. Of course, her response was "I don't care.". I then asked if I could power down the tv, with the same response. She and I were feeling tired, so we closed our eyes for a bit. After a few minutes, I noticed that her eyes were wide open. "What are you thinking about?", I asked. "Nothing," she replied. "Well, did you think about anything interesting this week, then?", I asked jokingly.
"Like what?"
"Like, how come I like some programs more than others?"
"Because they're funny."
"But why are they funny?"
"I don't know..."

Then she rolled over to the side, away from me. I asked if something was wrong. And that's when it all came.

"Every time we have this idiotic gibberish, we always end up fighting and squabling!"
"YOU find that fighting?"
"Yes!.."

So for the past near year-and-a-half, I have been investing a lot of my time, effort and personal freedom into... nothing. Absolutely jack-shit nothing. And you know what the worst part is? I feel like I have failed. I feel like I'm not being a good tutor, I feel like I'm not spending enough time with her and for her, I feel like I'm not doing my absolute best in bed, even though I know that I can't possibly spend more time and attention on her. And that's a ****ing painful feeling.

So now I'm continuing my life and my work, hoping that she'll turn around and suddenly baffle me into oblivion. But I fear that's not going to happen. I know that's not going to happen. Because I will have given up long before then. And I'll break her heart. And fail the fate of my life.
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Anonymous Confession said:
I would trade me penis for a vagina given the chance
and I like to wear pretty dresses. I've bought phyto estrogens
on Ebay but they are getting expensive. Girls think I'm
gay but I'm not. :(
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Annonymous Confession said:
I sometimes think that maybe communism isn't so bad...
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Theres some weird ones!! i'm surprised anyones taking it seriously though
 
W4E said:
Theres some weird ones!! i'm surprised anyones taking it seriously though
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Have you read the SA forums one?

I'm hypnotized by that thread..I can't stop reading it.
 
Someone said:
I have a secret that I haven't even hinted at. I have been with HL2.net for a very long time now. I am a well known member of the community but nobody knows who I truly am. I am actually in a very popular rock band. One of our CDs hit platinum this past summer. We constantly go on tours and have even done a tour in England. I don't want to say who I am because people are very crazy. I have seen plenty of stalkers and they scare the crap out of me. I love Hl2.net and wouldn't want anything bad to happen.
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RJMC?
 
My god, some of these SA confessions are just unbelievable.

THIS IS NOT FROM OUR FORUM. IT IS FROM SA FORUMS

Anonymous Confession said:
Last year I was at a party at a friend's house. There were eight people there, and we were just sitting around playing PS2 and having a good time. We are all of college age and many of us are athletes on the collegiate level.

Last week there had been a much larger party there, and a 17 year old and some of his friends had snuck in and tried to drink. They were ejected from the premises, but apparently the 17 year old had left his wallet at the residence. No one was able to locate it, but him and his friends kept calling and harassing us, threatening to come by and "beat it out of us."

Anyway, so we're playing PS2, right? We hear these weird thumping noises coming from outside, and when we go to investigate, there are eight cars and a mob of people (we later learned it was a total of 32) firing paintball guns at the side of the house. We told them to leave immediately and called the police. When they heard this, they advanced on our cars and started kicking in windows, smashing body panels, slashing tires with knives.

Needless to say, we didn't let this slide. We easily procured weapons and went outside in order to protect the cars. The cops were already on their way, but the police barracks was more than 30 miles away. Yes, this took place in the "sticks."

Armed with baseball bats, clubs, and fire extinguishers, we went outside and liberally beat anyone who wasn't one of us. These were all kids from a local high school, some young as sixteen. When I stepped outside onto the porch, I saw one of my friends swing a baseball bat directly into the femur of a kid who was in the process of trying to kick my car's windows in. His leg snapped with a sickening crunch, and he doubled over on the ground. Time seemed to slow down. Screams echoed throughout the area, punctuated by loud thuds as metal met flesh. I stood there, utterly unable to function. Totally flabbergasted. I could smell that very characteristic "iron" smell of blood. It was pure, unadulterated carnage. I remember the next 60 seconds as if they were the most important hour of my life. We pushed them away from our cars and house, and some of them carried kids on their shoulders back to their cars. The pavement was littered with bloodstained clothes, crushed paintballs, and knocked out teeth.

I clutched the baseball bat in my hand and watched as four kids, together, kicked in my passenger side window. Something snapped in my mind and I instantly converted the adrenaline that was feeding my fear and tension into pure rage. I had paid for that car with a $7.50/hour job. I had finished the payments on it less than a month ago. It was my baby. These kids that had never, once, met me before, had just broken my window and kicked in my door.

My grip tightened on the bat and I bolted toward them. They had a good 100 feet on me, and by the time I was able to close the distance, they were already in their car. Pure chaos reigned around me as I stood there, eyes fixated on their car.

I will never, ever forget the sheer look of terror on the driver's face as he started his car. It was an older Honda Civic, and he was parked down the road from me - he'd have to drive past me to get to the main road. I stood there and waited.

He gunned it as hard as he could, tires kicking up loose gravel as he tried to stay on the small road. There was a deep ditch on the side opposite me, and on the near side, where I stood, a small embankment. He had nowhere to go, and I stood there, focusing on the exact moment they would pass me. I saw every kid in the car's face watching me. All four of them looked like terrified, scared children, and I hated every ounce of them.

I waited until they passed right by me, and I threw the bat, like a javelin, through the passenger side window, directly at the passenger's face, which was looking directly at me. I heard the glass break, and an instant later, the sickening thump as the bat smashed off his face. I was less than a foot away from the window, and I saw the bat send him reeling backwards into the driver. They swerved hard, and the front bumper crunched as the car skidded into the embankment. The car paused momentarily, but drove onward. I stood there waiting until the police came. On their way there, they had picked up several kids who had limped away, their friends with cars abandoning them there.

Since it was our property and they were mostly ethnic minorities out in a white rural area, the cops (amazingly) took our side. We had battered, beaten, and almost killed a slew of minors.

The next day I heard from the police about the kid I had hit with the bat in the car. The combination of the bat and the immediate car crash later (none of them had time to use seatbelts) broke 11 bones in his face, crushing both eye sockets, knocking out 11 teeth, and permanently disfiguring him for life. He spent 14 hours in re constructive surgery, and he doesn't even really look like a person anymore. After he got out of the hospital, he was served with a fine and community service for vandalizing our house. He didn't have health insurance, so he also was served with over $400,000 in medical bills. He was two weeks away from his eighteenth birthday, and I utterly destroyed his life. His senior picture has been around the internet a bit, and it recently surfaced in a SA thread for disturbing pictures. A goon commented that "It looks like someone beat him with the ugly stick." Why yes, YES I DID.

I don't feel bad about it at all.
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I'm not quite sure I believe it or not. Why wouldn't the kids in the car duck down behind the seat? Seems like they had time to know that something was coming.

One of the craziest I've read so far, and I've read the entire thread.
 
Damn that post from the SA forums is really messed up. I guess the kids who went vandalizing could expect some retaliation but those poor kids really got their shit ruined. I feel bad for the kids yet what they did was moronic and in a way they asked for it as soon as they crossed the line of harmless paintballing to vandalizing cars.
 
Thats why I am a nice guy and dont **** with peoples shit. No telling how far someone will go when you piss them off. Its not really their fault either, when you get pissed and your adrenaline pumps then you become a different person and have little rational control. I dont think that dude was at fault, it was the kids fault... but the punishment unfortunately ****ed him more than necessary.
 
Remember that website someone posted here ages ago where people could confess anonymously and it just ended up being full of stories about sex and/or toilet habits?


edit: http://grouphug.us/ :D
 
jeez


"I want to go through a lesbian phase in college...I want to be able to turn my husband on years later by telling him about it. "
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"I'm in a committed relationship. But everytime i see or meet an overweight girl, i dream about having wild crazy sex with her. My girlfriend is in top shape and has A boobs,...... "
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"I am staying over my brother's house for a while. I was just watching TV with his wife and she fell asleep on the couch. I could see right down her top and it got me so hard. I jerked off right there with her sleeping next to me on the couch. It was the biggest rush I ever had. "
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"i've slept with more guys than you think, but it's all in the past, but i'll never tell you because we are getting married and no one wants to marry a slut.
ps - one of those was your own brother, and his dick is bigger than yours. i'm sorry "
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"I'm 16 & i love the look of anarexics. I want to be one & i will be because i have strong willpower. Ive been starving myself for four days and have lost 6 pounds. I want to prove to my mum i can have control. shes a bitch. Shes so nasty. Im going to be the skinniest person were i live. "
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"I think that my boyfriend has probably ruined me for other guys, if we ever break up. I'm only 15 but I've already decided that I could never be with a guy who wasn't into bondage, or being dominated, or dominating me. I think it'd be really awkward to ask any guy to force me to suck his cock. But my man, he knows what I like."
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GroupHug said:
I get really uncomfortable when there are two anchorwomen on the news. It's weird. Only when there are two anchormen or one of each can I watch the news at ease.
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lol

One of the best laughs I've had all day.
 
btw we now hav a goal here in hl2.net

find da rockztar!
 
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Anonymous Confession said:
I once went swimming with family when I was about 8/9/10 I think,
one time, I was alone in the showers, and some guy was there, older than me thats all I remember
He pulled out his penis and said something like "look at that, it's big isn't it", I don't really know how I felt,
I never told anyone, it never really affected me, but I was quite upset I think.
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Anonymous Confession said:
I hate it, and I hate myself for it, but I have child porn. It's not that I like it, or want to see it, I'm just a hoarder and cannot stand to throw or delete things I may never have the chance to again. I know I have no use for it, that it's illegal and can get me into serious shit, but I just can't delete it.
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I touch myself at night.

EDIT: OH SHIT WRONG ACCOUNT D:
 
Anonymous Confesson posted:

I’m the traveling lab tech guy from the last thread. No, not the “NSA in black SUVs” guy, the one who refuted his stuff and actually works in labs and sees cool sciency stuff when I’m not buried in paperwork.



Once again there’s some stuff I can’t tell you, but...wow, this new project I just arrived at yesterday is incredible stuff. No, the work itself isn’t nearly as cool as you probably think - it’s actually rather mundane and the lab is very plain looking - but the ramifications of it could be incredible. We’re just barely scratching the surface of quantum neuroscience...linking human consciousness to the quantum field theory, and things like that. I myself don’t have a neurology or physics degree (if you remember, my job is ‘quality control’, to make sure the equipment they’re using works) so I don’t know how deep this field already is; I mostly work on the technological end of it. That said, I do know there’s some unclassified information about this project, and that you can find very little about this particular field of science online.



Obviously it’s difficult to do research experiments on people, and it’s somewhat useless on animals (mainly because our brains are more complex), but the general idea in laymen’s terms is that the human mind is too complicated and can’t be explained enough by physiology to be fully understood. It may... I stress may... have something to do with a special type of quantum particle unique to the active sentient brain. If you really wanted to, you could probably call it a “soul”, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves. We don’t know if it runs our brains or has anything to do with it; it could very well be just something generated by the EM fields generated by our brains. The exciting part is, they’ve already measured it. We know it exists, but you probably won’t hear much publicized about until we’ve tested it for a long time. Worst-case scenario, we merely discover a new type of subatomic particle and be done with it until better technology arrives. Best-case scenario, theoretically, we could harness literal “brain power”. I have no idea what the ramifications might be, but my mind already races... Computers that think like people? Proof of a higher plane of consciousness? Internet beamed straight into your mind? I doubt we’d be alive long enough to see these things, but it depends how the next few years go.



They’re doing preliminary research into finding out what these particles are and what they do, without violating certain ethical issues (ideally, they’d grow brains in a lab and test them with various stimuli, but that would be completely , so obviously they can’t do that). It’s very hard to expand this field, but it’s going to be fascinating to find out when/if they ever come up with any results. Don’t hold your breath on any big news in the near future, but you can read up on what has already been discovered so far.
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Holy AWESOME.
 
Damn, I wish I was the famous rocker.
I can rock out, but no way in hell have I even put out an album yet ;P
 
Out of the people posting in this thread, I'd guess Max35 was most likely to be our rockstar. I don't want to press the issue though, give the man his anonimity.
 
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Anonymous Confession said:
Deep down, beyond everything else, my deepest aspiration is to be completely soulless. Without remorse, without pity, without guilt, doing everything for myself- in short, a sociopath. I have no idea why this is, but I've felt this way since I was 10 or so.


What scares me is that I'm gradually getting there.
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Anonymous Confession said:
Being a necromancer, I created the Barbaro-Ana Nicole Smith hybrid zombie
like creature that is rampaging down the streets of downtown Richmond.
Sorry.
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Anonymous Confession said:
I really wanted to get this off my chest and since this is probably the best way to do it, I'm going to share something I've never told anyone. I really don't care if I get caught or whatever, I just can't live with it anymore.

On January 11th, I invited a 12 year old girl over to my house when my parents were gone. Her parents thought my parents were going to take her to a soccer game. I lied and I told her we were going to plant sunflowers in the yard and watch "The Nightmare before Christmas". Half way through the movie I slid her hand into my pants and I made her give me a hand job. It was the best day of my life, and the scariest. We never talked again after that but every time both our parents meet she looks at me and smiles. The fear of her telling her parents what happened turns my heart into a jackhammer. I can never forgive myself and I know I'm a horrible person. Please don't judge me, hl2.net, I already know what I did was horrible and that I'm going to Hell. Let God judge me for what I have done to this girl.
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