When I was younger, I stole a lot. I'm not sure why, but I know that I probably did it because I wanted something. Now that I am morally conscious, I feel really guilty and want to repent. Here are the things I remember stealing: I stole a little horse from my dad's friend's home, I have stole money from my parents, I have shoplifted pokemon cards, stolen a lock from my friend, and stole a gameboy from my cousin. I've also taken a few pens from my aunt's place.

I'm a racist. I can't even help it, I just can't seem to get along with black women. I don't treat them any different, I try to give every individual person the same treatment as anyone else. But I always find their responses to everything I say or do to be hostile and unpleasant. I feel really bad now because I'm lying about my address just so I don't have to go to a mostly black school, because I'm afraid it will be awkward and they'll be mean to me. It can't just be that black girls are generally mean people, that doesn't make any sense. Maybe I'm doing something that's not offensive in white culture but is offensive in black culture? Maybe I'm misinterpreting their words and actions as mean when they aren't intended that way? Either way, guess I'm racist, cos I'm not going to sign myself up for a semester of unpleasantness.

I started talking to this guy. We have really hit it off. He has made it clear that he isn't looking for anything -serious-. I told him that was great for me, I could take or leave a serious relationship. So we've entered into this sort of casual non-relationship. Two dates this week and we talk daily. I am keeping it very casual... Just based on some things he's said and done this week alone, I think he's actually starting to develop stronger feelings for me. Like I said, I could take or leave a serious relationship. I'd be fine with just going out occasionally and having some good conversations. BUT, I'm worried that he's going to scare himself by becoming too interested in me and break it off all together.

I love the shit out of my bf and our son, so deeply sometimes that it hurts..but the other day my old friend messaged me on FB. when i say old friend i mean the guy i was in love with for years. we never dated but i cheated with him multiple times while i was with my ex-bf. idk what to do, i wanna be his friend but it might be dangerous. i just get such a rush when i think about him. i wanna know him again, fuck him again, and i know its wrong. he lives a distance away so i don't think we'll actually meet in person, but there is such a thing as emotional cheating as well...........

I'm 16 years old and I was in love with a 26 years old guy.

I married the man I love. The problem is, had I thought about how his debt would affect our married life, I likely would have taken the next best thing just to have one day not stressing about money. The stress and the depression are not worth it. Sometimes, I wish I hadn't even met him.

I cheated on my boyfriend with a married man. It all happened so fast. It's exactly what I wanted to do, I've had a crush on this man for a while now, so the opportunity presented itself and we fooled around a bit. I feel like I'm addicted to this guy now, I get more excited to talk to him than I do my own boyfriend. I know it's such a horrible thing to do but for some reason I don't care.

This one I'm not proud of. Once when my best friend in the whole world, (i've known her since we were like 3) was having a sleep over at my house (by this time we were 17) and when she fell asleep I started watching porn. Well, i got a little turned on and ended up...having fun with myself..., and in the meantime, I ended up touching her in her sleep. I did that until I finished, and I always feel like I molested her.