Sometimes I go on hot or not websites and give everybody a 1(not hot.)

I got married last summer.I had a couple of drinks beforehand to stop me being so nervous on my big day. During the ceremony, I was desperate to pee and had to stand cross-legged for what seemed like hours. Walking down the aisle I started to leak and by the time we got out of the church I had completely wet myself!! nobody noticed....I think?

I make up various parts of my life. I tell stories that interest people. But I don't say this stuff to impress them.. It just comes out of my mouth and I don't really know why. Most of the time, I really believe what I'm talking about.. but I later realise that maybe I DID make it up. Really, I'm not sure how my past really went anymore. It's all just a jumble of fiction and reality.

I spent all summer with my best friends girlfriend, my friend was an hour away and could never get to see her. He hated that i spent the time with her but she was helping me through a breakup and he nvr said anything about it. But we spent all this time together and i started to like her, i told her and she told me she felt the same, then she kissed me. We both liked it but i wanted to tell him as soon as it happened i felt so guilty. She told me not to cuz it would kill him. She told me she didn't want to be with him but she nvr had the guts to do it. He eventully found out cuz i had to tell him i liked her. But not b4 we made out a couple of times. I still felt guilty but she helped me justify it. now he knows, she denies ever liking me, or wanting to be with me, and says the kissing meant nothing to her. she told me the exact opposite. Now he hates me too, and i think she'll do it again with someone else. She isn't remorseful about hurting him OR me.All she did was lie2him

Sometimes when I'm going 160km/h down the highway I get an impulse to crank the wheel just to experience flipping my car at break neck speeds. The impulse is so strong that I have to get my mind off of it quickly, otherwise I'm scared I might do it. I'm not suicidal, it's just this crazy thought that pops in my head from time to time that is almost powerful enough for me to act upon, if I had any less self control I think I would.

I'm primarily attracted to white guys. The only guys who see me in that way or hit on me are black. I'm going to be single forever.

I kissed a guy whose writing I complemented after he asked me to. Not that it changes anything, but I was drunk. I'm a guy, and I haven't told my girlfriend yet.

I am a mature, sensible mother of three lovely children. Lately I have become obsessed with my daughter's best friend. Whenever I see her I go to pieces, I become weak at the knees and my heart pounds. I just want to be with her all the time, hold her and stroke her hair, cover her beautiful face with kisses, feel her warm body against mine. I don't know what I should do, but I do know I can't go on like this, it's just killing me.