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[NotTheGuyYouKill]

Soulfucker back with more info on "self-cest".

Soulfucker once more, and holy shit this thread has gotten depressing. I'm reading through the recent stuff right now.

Maybe I can lighten the mood by bringing out another weird story. At least, it'll lighten my mood. This is gonna get strange and convoluted, much like most of what I do when I try to roleplay. This is what happens when my general roleplaying and my roleplay cybering mingle in terrifying and inept ways.

TL;DR: How do selfcest???? ALTERNATE TIMELINES <confused noises>

Let me clarify on one of the many things I did with roleplay-cybering: selfcest.

[[[[BACKGROUND FOR LATER ON, SKIP AHEAD TO GET TO THE SELF-CEST]]]]

So one time, another person and I did a bit of a cheating fantasy with a guy with a plastic witch girlfriend and a girl who was carrying their baby, because she was a surrogate mother for a kid conceived to keep a plastic virus from spreading all over the world. That plastic virus shit can fill a confession all by itself, because I made very poor decisions as an RPer back then and I still make poor decisions, I'm just more aware of it now.

Anyways, back to the story, after all THAT'S done, I ask, verbatim:

"....But it does sorta make me wonder how things WOULD HAVE turned out if X went for Y earlier on.... And now I am tempted to start drafting up a storyline where alternate versions of X and Y cross over and take over for Y and X, and vice versa. Or something. <_____>"

So we RPed and went through the concept, it was sexless but still awkward for both characters and writers alike. And lo and behold, much like a baby made to avert plastic disaster, something utterly horrifying and unwieldy is conceived: alternate timelines. Even worse? Alternate timelines that can actively cross over and interact with each other. Through a door in the main setting, people get to a tower with a gigantic staircase and other doors that are labeled with letters like "A", "B", and up to four-five combinations of letters like "SXVA" or some shit, I don't remember the exact combinations.

There WAS some creative stuff that came from this, like complete changes in the setting, and how those characters changed with that setting, and when the shit got too piled up (as it usually did) and we decided to go for a cosmic reboot of nearly everything, we pulled some ideas from what we did with the alternate timelines, so it wasn't a complete waste.

[[[[BACKGROUND INFORMATION DONE, SELF-CEST INCOMING]]]]

But the alternate timelines, I used that as a backdrop for most of my RP-cybering. Couples that weren't a thing in the main universe, but hey, timelines, we can do ANYTHING WE WANT. And that's where the self-cest came in. I can recall two times, both with different sets of people. Two versions of a male character, two versions of a female character. That's what the selfcest was.

I'm not going to go into anymore detail than that, because it's dumb, and if you got through all this then I filled your head with enough dumb for one confession (maybe even just one day in general).

Are you on fucking drugs?

 

[Featheredkitten]

btw i just found out hydrogen peroxide gets out blood better than anything else from an emt friend of mine. I'd been living a cold water and salt lie for too long.
also we're literally at the circus right now and it feels somehow wrong to read this thread during. :/

Soulfucker back with more info on "self-cest".



Are you on fucking drugs?

He plainly is.

 

[terrisus]

...

Come on, son.

>.>

Aww, Fiction knows we're pals <3

 

[Boogalogist]

Selfcest? WTF am I reading?

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

Selfcest? WTF am I reading?

The mind of a maniac.

 

[Enilced2]

Soulfucker back with more info on "self-cest".



Are you on fucking drugs?

So.... It's essentially time travel screwing yourself? Like I want back in time and fucked younger me?

Or evil goateed me from a mirror dimension and I have sex?

I'm so confused but have a great idea for a Star Trek fanfic

 

[cryptic]

Just really sleepy lately and having trouble keeping my confessions in.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

My confession.
I think I'm one of the few people that know their bginning and their end.
I plan on killing myself when I turn 27; a few years from now.
I want to go to the beach in New Hampshire where I once watched the dark knight with my younger brother.
There are a lot of cliffs there, I want to stand and watch the first snow of winter, as autumn leaves and the sky is grey.
My whole life I wanted to be loved; I knew what it was and it always goes away.
I wanted friends that stayed; I wanted anyone to stay.
It's hard for me to talk to people initially.
I always could, I think, I don't remember anymore too well. I made people laugh and I had friends like I was normal.
I never understood women, maybe as my mother never loved me; I realize I'm just like her.
I will never be in a relationship, I will never have a family. I think some people may have thought I was attractive, and when I can't speak, I see them go on to someone else, someone better. So many hopes to just see the world with another beside always die.
I'm trying to settle for someone less than ideal, and I realize how isolating my poverty is, my lack of a license, and my inability to develop into a person. I'm just a series of thoughts and naivety.
Nothing makes me happy, except sometimes I like to sing, I don't know.
I aggravate and instigate others to criticize me. I'm weird, awkward, a creep, a loser, and more just from where I go to get my coffee.
I always seem to set myself up to fail lately... I work as a dishwasher and sometimes I can't speak as I want to cry, but I can't let anyone see how much I hurt, as when I trusted others they hurt me if only just by leaving. There's no future in my work, I'm too tired, and why do anything if it's only for yourself, it's like gathering cold things around you looking for more forever until you're cold yourself.
I see others suffering like me or worse, and I understand what's right and wrong so I have no option.
I can't even cry anymore, I'm just living for others as my hopes always die, and I struggle to write my goodbyes.
It's not ever a beautiful sky, just a reminder of a failed try I will repeat again.
I don't want to be anything.

Hey man. I realize that it may seem shitty to you now, but that doesn't mean that it will always be like that. 1-800-273-8255. Please call them and talk to somebody. Life is worth living.

 

[NeOak]

.

Can you please post in this thread?

http://m.neogaf.com/showthread.php?t=541440

You aren't alone.

 

[HGStormy]

Hey man. I realize that it may seem shitty to you now, but that doesn't mean that it will always be like that. 1-800-273-8255. Please call them and talk to somebody. Life is worth living.

Can you please post in this thread?

http://m.neogaf.com/showthread.php?t=541440

You aren't alone.

Was about to suggest the same thing. Please feel free to post in that thread. There are many, many other people (Including myself) that feel very similarly. There's a list of people in the OP of that thread that you can message at any time as well. You're not alone.

 

[Metalmarc]

To cryptic

First of all this

Hey man. I realize that it may seem shitty to you now, but that doesn't mean that it will always be like that. 1-800-273-8255. Please call them and talk to somebody. Life is worth living.

And also i thought i'd add this,

hey it doesn't sound silly, singing is good for the soul, keep at it, it will make you happy. Who knows you may one day make someone happy with your singing, get yourself a karaoke machine or some singing games if you have a console and keep at them.

And also bear this in mind

 

[Kwixotik]

the campsite story is weird and needed to be about a quarter as long as it was.

the my wife can't have kids guy, you need to talk to her about it, and not just how you said and then she got angry, but actually sit down and talk about how you feel.

People who bottle shit up always end up worse off in the long run.

The camping story was beautifully written and I don't think it would have had the same effect without the buildup.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

Ok, so this dude at least realized he'd written a lengthy-ass diatribe about his romantic problems and selflessly provided a TLDR which I have bolded before. Everything else is unedited.

Preface: You may have received this email already or possibly not. I'm kind of a paranoid guy about emails and messages being delivered, especially when using some anonymous service where I would not receive a bounce back if it didn't get delivered. If you received the email already, sorry. This is just for me knowing the email went out and nothing went wrong, don't mind you knowing who I am, as again this "confession" isn't really anything bad. Can't post it with my username on email on gaf though as I dont want people IRL seeing this post linked to my username, people would immediately recognize who I am. Anyways, I don't need a response to this email, or confirmation that you received it. I'm not expecting it to show up in the thread as it probably doesn't belong there. As long as it's in my sent box and I don't receive a bounce back, I'm satisfied. If you are gonna post the email, I'd post this version, it is more refined/clear, less repetitive. So here it is:

First time doing something like, warning ahead of time it's not all that exciting or "weird" like some other confessions are. Just using this as an exercise to get this off my chest.

So, here it goes.

I'm obese (due to medical conditions, not overeating). I'm also a quiet, shy guy. I developed strong feelings for someone 10 years ago, religious backgrounds didn't match, I'm religious, so it was doomed to begin with, being a teenager, confessed anyways out of foolish teenage notions and people legitimately thinking we were going out because we were always together before school started. "People actually believe we could be a couple? I stand a chance!" Was shot down. Oh and I confessed over Messenger of all things (pretty cowardly I might add).

Anyways, following years after, I had become really guarded, not wanting to repeat that ever again, and honesty never really came across anyone that made me feel that way. Came across many girls that I was infatuated with or had a crush on, but no genuine feelings.

Fastforward 10 years, I start working at this new place. Meet this girl (girl A) that seems interesting, she's good looking. She is a little quiet and guarded, but there are these little glimpses I get and I like what I see of her personality. Eventually meet another girl (girl B) through her that works there as well. When both these girls are together, I see the full personality of girl A come out, and it's great, I'm absolutely fascinated by her when she's like that. Again I'm still guarded, but eventually find out that these girls are both religious, and share the same cultural background as me.

The floodgates open. I accept the feelings I've been developing for this girl. And start having thoughts about pursuing a serious relationship with the girl (and by serious, I mean leading to marriage eventually). So I try to talk to her more, but again I myself am not all that talkative, and she seems to be similar in that sense for the most part, and this was all at work so we were busy most of the time (with different breaks).

Then came one fateful night where I didn't have a car, and she offered to give me a ride back to my place as she was leaving at the same time. This would've been the first time we were really alone together, I was just happy I was getting some time to spend with her alone. Then came the revelation that she was going over to her boyfriend's place after she dropped me off. Of course she had a boyfriend, why would someone like her not be involved already? So stupid of me.

Anyways, that "shock" knocked me back into reality, and I started evaluating myself, coming to the conclusion I was no good for her. anyways Boring, not good looking, health issues (and as a result, self-esteem issues). Heck even if she felt something for me and she confessed to me, I started to think that I maybe would say I didn't feel anything because I feel nobody deserves to be with me when I think about it seriously, probably just a way of me justifying why we can't be together.

Anyways since then have basically been stuck on her, meanwhile having more interaction with girl B who is really talkative and I can talk to. She is the reason girl A becomes so energetic and displays those traits that I can't seem to bring out of her myself. If I couldn't bring out that side of her then there'd be no point in me even telling girl A anything. A few months later girl A broke up with her boyfriend and is not currently involved. There have been instances in my interactions with her where I thought it seemed like there was a hint of interest from her side, but it easily could be wishful thinking on my part.

Whenever we have an opportunity to talk or there's downtime, honestly not much goes on, due to both of our personalities, I just can't bring out that side of her, and I try really hard to (get very small glimpses). Whereas with girl B all the conversation I have seems natural, she has an outgoing personality, she is beautiful though when I see her, she doesn't evoke the same kind of feelings as I get with girl A (who pretty much has all the features I like in terms of looks).

But somehow girl B has also brought out something in me over these past few months. I also consider her to be special. And looking at it from a long-term perspective, girl B is more responsible, reliable, independent, energetic, of a person to be around and gets people to be more talkative. Whereas girl A is kind of spoiled, and has had to deal with less responsibilities, and again is quiet and may need someone talkative, which is a role I can't fill.

Somewhere in my head, with the wishful thinking, that maybe girl A is being guarded just like I am, doesn't think of me the way I think about myself, and would open up once we start a relationship, and that would be great. And if I were to get involved with girl B this would never be possible. But if I confess to girl A, and it backfires on me, I would not be able to get involved with girl B, and wouldn't feel right doing so as it would make her seem like a "backup" which is not what I want anyone to ever feel like.

On the other hand girl B, I really can't tell how she feels about me, she is far more outgoing and receptive. She's a warm person to everyone. And I know she's definitely not involved. She's also be able to identify with some of my problems, whereas girl A couldn't.

Also, there reason why I would lose the chance to pursue the other girl if I attempt to go after one? girl a & B are sisters.

In the end, I may just not end up doing anything. Before meeting these two girls, I didn't realize how dull my life had become. These girls are the best things in my life right now. And as I said before, I did come to the conclusion that being/ending up with me is a fate I would not wish upon anyone. Everytime I pray, I pray that these two girls find happiness regardless of who it's with.

TL;DR. Shy guy, felt strongly about a girl as a teenager, got shot down, became guarded, had many infatuations and crushes, nothing serious, 10 years later came across not one, but two girls that he developed feelings for at new workplace, who happen to be sisters, and are really different. Can't decide who to pursue (as he likes different things about both of them) or whether to pursue at all because they are the best part of his life right now,

You waited until the end to tell us they were sisters? LOOOOOOOOOOOL. Shymalanadingdong twist.

Look man, if you take a chance on one or the other, maybe things pan out, maybe they don't... but at least you took the chance. If you do nothing, you will remain stuck in your current state. Or, you can choose neither, go out into the world, and find someone else. Take a bigger risk.

I can't say which one is better or not cause I don't know either A or B (though I'm sure I'll now have some sort of sister lesbian fantasy at some point). Only you know which one you really want and are hung up on.

But you know what, it also seems like you're fantasizing a little bit. You don't really know how A or B actually feels, do you?

 

[terrisus]

You don't really know how A or B actually feels, do you?

The answer seems simple.
Buy them both kebab, and see who reacts positively.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

The answer seems simple.
Buy them both kebab, and see who reacts positively.

Is Kebab a metaphor for the penis?

 

[terrisus]

Is Kebab a metaphor for the penis?

Here you go.
Enjoy.

 

[salty_Josh]

Here you go.
Enjoy.

Lol. Are you going to reference this forever now?

Spoiler

Pls do

 

[terrisus]

Lol. Are you going to reference this forever now?

Spoiler

Pls do

Nah, there are just obvious parallels with the whole "Girl A," "Girl B" thing.

 

[Arkos]

Damnit I'm missing Cobfessember?! This is just the worst. I too don't believe that Fiction has never sent in a confession Keep up the good work people.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

I am re-reading the thread while listening to that one track from Interstellar trailer.

 

[Son Of D]

What's the final day of confessions again? Thinking of sending one in.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

What's the final day of confessions again? Thinking of sending one in.

November 20.

 

[thehypocrite]

Cryptic.

Your writing is beautiful. I would like to se more of it.

Sadly the topic ain't so bright.

 

[Hyperactivity]

Soulfucker back with more info on "self-cest".



Are you on fucking drugs?

This guy makes me so confused
Cracks me up too

Confessor, you should write a book

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

Months ago I made a thread about getting a job as a programmer, after struggling to find one for a while. To cut to the chase: I may possibly get fired soon.

I consistently make stupid mistakes that I kick myself for. Either I didn't test thoroughly enough, I make something stupidly more complicated so it takes longer to debug, and more things like that. I get really frustrated for making mistakes like that, and try my best to improve but it just isn't happening.

My boss called a one on one meeting with me today and told me there are concerns about me, making all these mistakes, and holding everyone back. I'm just not growing, he even suggested that maybe programming just isn't for me. He know someone that used to be a developer, that switched to IT customer service and was much better there. This makes me second guess my career as I have always had the problem of overcomplicating things.

I'm trying to improve, and I estimate I have about a month to do so. If I get fired, I feel like I will never be able to work in the industry again, and that scares me. If programming really isn't right for me, then my college degree is worthless. I'm at work right now and nearly crying right now. I don't know what to do.

Well, you're still young. Maybe a career shift in a related field might be better for you? I'm not a tech-head, but career shifts aren't the worst things in the world, and they don't necessarily mean your degree is worthless.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

I haven't left my bed in so long that when I do just walk to the kitchen or anything, my legs shake under the weight of my body. Crouching is physically hard. I just haven't left because of depression. I've literally only left my house maybe 5 times since May.

But I'm not fat or anything. I keep my eating habits to just a single meal a day. Though I figure I'm vitamin D deficient at this point and it contributes to my severe mood swings. I keep lashing out at my friends over stupid things and regret it the next day. One friend in particular I've driven away completely because of it. And they've blocked all communication with me which makes me feel awful. I wish I could just explain.

It's just so hard to pull my life together. I feel like I'm just falling through life with nothing to hang on to. Suicide has been on my mind a little bit lately, but I think that's just due to my mood swings.

First things first: If you're having suicidal thoughts, whether they are cause of mood swings or not, please call 1-800-273-8255 and talk to somebody. You are not alone.

As for the rest of it... I think if your depression is this crippling, please see a doctor or a therapist. It's clear there are still friends that care about and you cared enough to write this in.

 

[XANDER CAGE]

They had so many poems about futanari that they had to make an entirely separate category?

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
O futa dicks, and other thrills

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

Holy crap, I completely forgot to check the Spam box.

Edit: Someone linked me something and I am not sure whether I should click it.

 

[ThatGayWolf]

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
O futa dicks, and other thrills

thrills & chills

brb need some two foods

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
O futa dicks, and other thrills

 

[Mistel]

Someone linked me something and I am not sure whether I should click it.

Go on do it, I want to know what it is.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

The risks I take for you people while I'm at work. So I received this a few days ago and it rotted in the Spam Folder. Ooooooops.

Cumfession, Part 2:

I have another confession. Watching people get off to my confession feeds into another facet of my sexuality that I dare not speak openly about. Imagining strange guys getting hard and stroking their cocks to the thought of me gets me hot. Here's a little something to prove how much I enjoy it.

Why haven't you told them about my second confession?
About how people talking about my cum fetish made me rub my clit until my pussy got all wet? I think they'd want to read that.

And uh... pictures of... her sticky fingers.

Consider visiting Reddit's "Cum Tribute Me" (is that what it's called?) sub-reddit, Cumfessor (She calls herself Cum Dumpster, but that is just distasteful. I'd only call my wife that if she asked me and existed).

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

And the confession thread suddenly gets incredibly meta.

Confesseption? Is that joke dated yet?

 

[Septimus Prime]

Programmer, getting fired is not the end of the world. When I was 19, I got fired because I told off someone I felt was incompetent. He just so happened to be my boss at the time.

Anyway, I got back into the same industry and same job with a different company, and now, several years later, I run the whole department. Getting fired actually improved my performance, I think, because it taught me about how not to interact with people and how acting brashly gets you nothing.

EDIT:

Spoiler

Well? Post the pics.

 

[Rafy]

The risks I take for you people while I'm at work.

Cumfession, Part 2:





And uh... pictures of... sticky fingers.

h o l y s h i t e

 

[NeOak]

The risks I take for you people while I'm at work. So I received this a few days ago and it rotted in the Spam Folder. Ooooooops.

Cumfession, Part 2:





And uh... pictures of... her sticky fingers.

Consider visiting Reddit's "Cum Tribute Me" (is that what it's called?) sub-reddit, Cumfessor (She calls herself Cum Dumpster, but that is just distasteful. I'd only call my wife that if she asked me and existed).

Haha I would like to meet that confessor. I have a narcissistic friend who is kinda like that and our conversations are quite interesting.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

h o l y s h i t e

Haha I would like to meet that confessor. I have a narcissistic friend who is kinda like that and our conversations are quite interesting.

Scale of 10 to 10, how hard are you guys right now

Actually don't answer that, answering it leads to a very dark path

 

[Rest]

Holy crap, I completely forgot to check the Spam box.

How many more do you have then?

 

[FeenixRising]

The risks I take for you people while I'm at work. So I received this a few days ago and it rotted in the Spam Folder. Ooooooops.

Cumfession, Part 2:





And uh... pictures of... her sticky fingers.

Consider visiting Reddit's "Cum Tribute Me" (is that what it's called?) sub-reddit, Cumfessor (She calls herself Cum Dumpster, but that is just distasteful. I'd only call my wife that if she asked me and existed).

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

How many more do you have then?

Currently three or four sitting here.

 

[Go_Ly_Dow]

Currently three or four sitting here.

I'm ready to be disgusted.

POST ALL U GOT!

 

[NeOak]

Scale of 10 to 10, how hard are you guys right now

Actually don't answer that, answering it leads to a very dark path

Down the path to fill a Cum Bucket?

 

[FeenixRising]

Scale of 10 to 10, how hard are you guys right now

Actually don't answer that, answering it leads to a very dark path

Yea, don't answer that.

Spoiler

10

 

[dani_dc]

The risks I take for you people while I'm at work. So I received this a few days ago and it rotted in the Spam Folder. Ooooooops.

Cumfession, Part 2:

And uh... pictures of... her sticky fingers.

Consider visiting Reddit's "Cum Tribute Me" (is that what it's called?) sub-reddit, Cumfessor (She calls herself Cum Dumpster, but that is just distasteful. I'd only call my wife that if she asked me and existed).

I guess she's confessing this to get some more material to get hot.

Scale of 10 to 10, how hard are you guys right now

Actually don't answer that, answering it leads to a very dark path

You're the one with the picture, you answer that!

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

I guess she's confessing this to get some more material to get hot.



You're the one with the picture, you answer that!

 

[Rest]

NTGYK, is there nudity in the photo? If not, I request that you please post it.

I need it for... reasons...

 

[salty_Josh]

You're the one with the picture, you answer that!

Am I right?

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

NTGYK, is there nudity in the photo? If not, I request that you please post it.

I need it for... reasons...

Yeah, that's... not happening.

Spoiler

Pretty sure her fingers are covered in semen. Or the... female equivalent? There are two pictures. It's hot though.

Am I right?

You're not wrong.

 

[NotTheGuyYouKill]

I don't know where to start. I work at a strip club as a bouncer to pay the bills. I hate it. People look at me as if I have my shit together but they don't have any idea of what I deal with internally when I am alone. I've been here for about 2 years. Growing up I was pretty religious, came from a religious family and tried living a good life. Never cheated on girlfriends nor broke up relationships. I was in college until a few years ago.

in college I was studying business at a local university. I was doing well, enjoying my time, dating a wonderful woman, life was good. We were planning on getting engaged after graduation. Then she started acting strange, make a long story short she was cheating on me with my brother. I ended up leaving college and ceasing all contact with her and my brother. Moved and got a job at said strip club. So my two confessions.

1. I started having sex with anyone and everyone. I didn't give a shit. I was drinking, enjoying myself on and off the job. Anyway, over the course of the next 18 months I'd hook up with girls at the club who were dancers or waitresses. Some of these women were married and had kids. I'd sleep with them one night then deny them the next. We didn't always have protection. I'm pretty sure that at least one of the girls whose married, her kid is mine and her husband doesn't have any idea. I also think that I got an STD from one of them and gave it the one with the kid.

I'll sometimes see the husband who is just a punk, weak, and desperately loves his wife. He dotes on the kid like crazy and doesn't have any idea that he's probably not even the father. To make matters worse, the wife and I still hook up, sometimes when he's in the club we'll be in the back and she'll go down on me.

2. During this time, my brother who apparently had gotten married, well on Facebook while checking my sisters page, saw who his wife was. I decided to send her a message of congratulations, small talk, and made it my goal to get revenge on him for what he had done to me with my ex gf. The way I saw it was he was the reason for my troubles and now it was his turn. Again, long story short I got him back by fucking his wife and getting her pregnant. We both agreed to never repeat a word of it. She loved my brother and didn't want to lose him. Nobody knows.

While i should feel guilty about these things I don't. I feel that I didn't do anything wrong and life just fucked me over so I'm going to do what I want.

Judge me if you want but you'd probably do the same thing.

No. I would not have done the same thing. Everyone involved in this story except that poor father is a piece of shit. Your way of thinking is sociopathic and everyone around you sucks as a human being.

Edit: My initial kneejerk reaction was out of anger, I admit. Seriously though, all these people suck. You got a shitty deal, but you know what, most people get shitty deals and they don't just go fucking doing whatever the fuck they want. One of these days it is going to blow up in your face, I guarantee it.

 

[CreeperBlocks]

The risks I take for you people while I'm at work. So I received this a few days ago and it rotted in the Spam Folder. Ooooooops.

Cumfession, Part 2:





And uh... pictures of... her sticky fingers.

Consider visiting Reddit's "Cum Tribute Me" (is that what it's called?) sub-reddit, Cumfessor (She calls herself Cum Dumpster, but that is just distasteful. I'd only call my wife that if she asked me and existed).

God damn...

GOD Damn