2017-02-21 at 8:46 PM UTC
When i was 7 years old i accidentally forgot to feed my hamster and he ended up dying. I've never admitted this to anyone, i feel like a monster. Should i go turn myself in to the police? I think i might possibly call a mental hospital. Plz help , i feel like this is what lead me to dog fucking antics.
2017-02-21 at 8:47 PM UTC
You just need to cop drugs for the right price. After that all your problems will become absolutely 100% irrelevant.
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2017-02-21 at 9:51 PM UTC
One of my earliest memories is stepping on a snail because I dropped my icecream and that's still with me. Seriously.
2017-02-21 at 9:58 PM UTC
Jerk off already, faggot. Your desperation is seeping through my screen.
2017-02-22 at 12:19 AM UTC
I was accused of murdering exotic creatures when I was a teen. around 13-14 years of age in 1978 or 79. the FBI came to my house.
The FBI went nuts looking for the people who hacked Jennifer Lawrence nude photos
The FBI wont do anything about looking up the murder of my brother who was threatened in California and killed in El Paso or the possibility of another brother dying.
Today I got pulled into my 4th place of someone stabbed from rideshare ap. I mean 4 in like less than 2 months. just dropped a guy off like a block away and drive right by another News Camera and 20 cops .. this happened on 6th in Berkeley.
actually 1 was off app.. I rolled up to help someone in an accident and they ran off and there were 2 knives rolled up in plastic. I called 911 and then took a photo of it.. the other guy at the scene was a bit off. told me to pop the hood to turn off the horn.. i didn't think that was important but stopped while checking the back seat for possible injured. i looked ta the photo afterwards.. there is hair in the back with the knives and the guy who told me to turn off the motor said "That's a murders van, when I went to my car to retrieve my phone to take photos.
I sense shenanigans.
2017-02-22 at 12:22 AM UTC
When I was probably 5 or 6 I had baby ducks and one would always follow me around. One day I shut the door behind me and it closed on the duck's neck....
I told my aunt the dog attacked it and she beat the shit outta that poor dog....
The guilt has followed me ever since....
:(
2017-02-22 at 12:23 AM UTC
Oh.. I got videos of all of these events and or photos.
sent one SD chip to the Highway patroll.. never got a call back neither :/ oh and when the cops went looking for this guy today, they found him up the street from my Girlfriends house, and another guy right at the moment I rolled up on the stabbing scene (hopefully not murder) someone tried to page a ride in a weird place under the highway bridge of University ave. maybe the train station underneath. maybe an accomplice SHENANIGANS
