*True Confessions*

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Love request threads hehe. Nasty I will be around as much as I can be given the things going on here.
 
scars aren't sexy...they're horrid reminders of the times you've fucked up and almost gotten yourself killed...that, or that one time when that one guy deserved to have his foot ripped off and jammed down his throat for not saying he couldn't do what he was asked to.
 
Mystical said:
We did have some fun with those threads didn't we love? wonder how baruied they are?
wow I bet buried deep my queen..i think that was back when we were racing to 500 then 1000.

*strokes her hair gently*
 
* sings to Amber...."Waaaaanted....dead or alive......" or "Living on a prayer....."


Heh heh <so so bad>
 
Matt, my remind me of the days when I didn't duck quick enough. Oh well, better me then some other guy.
 
badmatt said:
scars aren't sexy...they're horrid reminders of the times you've fucked up and almost gotten yourself killed...that, or that one time when that one guy deserved to have his foot ripped off and jammed down his throat for not saying he couldn't do what he was asked to.

I can understand where you would feel that way! And not having been in the position to experience that, I couldn't argue with you. But coming from my opinion and point of view, it adds something to the man wearing them. I can't explain it. I don't mean to touch down on a painful subject. I wear scars in places no one can see, but none as painful or horrid as yours or naded's. I can't even begin to imagine what you went thru or saw. I'm not sure I would want to. I respect those who have to do go thru those type of things.
 
Yes but now I have a lot of catching up to do again my sweet. And it may take you a long time to get to all my hair now love. It is a lot longer now.
 
Mystical said:
Yes but now I have a lot of catching up to do again my sweet. And it may take you a long time to get to all my hair now love. It is a lot longer now.

Take your time sweet
 
SE

ShiningEyes said:


I can understand where you would feel that way! And not having been in the position to experience that, I couldn't argue with you. But coming from my opinion and point of view, it adds something to the man wearing them. I can't explain it. I don't mean to touch down on a painful subject. I wear scars in places no one can see, but none as painful or horrid as yours or naded's. I can't even begin to imagine what you went thru or saw. I'm not sure I would want to. I respect those who have to do go thru those type of things.

It's not that the memory is painful, or that I don't particularly like the scars. It's just the things that put them there were never becuase -----I----- did something wrong...well, except the one which I simply didn't duck to get...not didn't duck soon enough, just didn't duck at all. Stupid me. Hey the ones I have that I caused, they're all mine and I'm PROUD to have them. But the others I could do without.
 
hey all...just make sure you look for my confession later...I've got a window opened and I'm writing, but it'll be a while before it's ready....
 
Will be waiting with bated breath Matt. And I have to agree I love the mystery of scars. Have a few of my own.
 
Calling it a night folks, have a bunch of stuff I need to do tomorrow. Got to check on the plane and see if I am cloud dancing tomorrow.
 
naded said:
Calling it a night folks, have a bunch of stuff I need to do tomorrow. Got to check on the plane and see if I am cloud dancing tomorrow.

Good night hun! I hope you get to do your thing amongst the clouds...
 
naded said:
Calling it a night folks, have a bunch of stuff I need to do tomorrow. Got to check on the plane and see if I am cloud dancing tomorrow.

Good night, Naded. Have sweet wet dreams! lol
~hugs and kisses~
 
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Batchoohus said:
my confessions.......oh well.........it is only hoped that I not bother anyone with myself.....lololo
like your quote
.............have read "Outlander" very sexy book....."Dragonfly in Amber' is nice too.

You could never bother anyone when Confessing here! That's what the thread is for. A place for venting and relieving yourself of unwanted extra weight that is added when holding something to bothers or hurts you. We also confess wants and needs as well! lol You get a lot of support when posting here and usually when posting anywhere on Lit! We all understand about problems and hurts! Feel free to unload at anytime you need or want to!
 
Good night all!

* must head to bed, hope I sleep well tonight, am sure I will

* wishes everyone lots of love, happiness and peace with their demons

NG
 
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nastygirl said:
* must head to bed, hope I sleep well tonight, am sure I will

* wishes everyone lots of love, happiness and peace with their demons

NG

Goodnight, Nasty!!! Sending sweet and pleasant dreams to you! ~hugs and kisses~
 
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There was a time...back a while ago...when I was very close to going to jail for a very long time....some damned fool wanted my money, and I was in a foul mood, so I handled it just like they tell those pretty boy marines that they make into MP's....distract first...."okay, okay, just a minute man, I have to get my wallet out of my pocket." and I slowly reached for it...and held it out at arms length and the second I saw his eyes go to it I dropped it. His eyes followed. Stupidest mistake he ever made. Bent the hand with the gun far enough I heard more than one snap. Rearranged his face with my knee, then my boot. Stomped his ribs and guts more than anyone could count, even when they tried with the pics of the bootprints. I distinctly recall grabbing the other hand in a thumblock and twisting his arm back far enough that even though I couldn't have done it, his arm popped out of the shoulder socket as he tried to alleviate the pressure on his thumb. And then as I was calling the cops on my phone and had his ankle twisted all kinds of wrong the idiot kicked me in the face, and as I jerked back I snapped something in the ankle I was holding. For the first time in over 10 years at that point in my life, I was scared, not for what I'd done, but for what would happen. My second call was to a good friend and client who happened to be a lawyer, and a damned fine one, who showed up BEFORE the cops. That's friends for you. He pulled up with the ambulance. And rode to the station with me. Thanks to him I kept my mouth shut except to say it was self defense. He had after all pointed a nice pretty Glock 10mm at my face. You know, it's funny, I remember thinking, "hmm...as long as he doesn't get a head shot I'll survive" that was the first thought I had when I saw the gun. Sitting in the box, all I could think was, I should have just killed the fucker. He would have killed me given the chance. I just thank whatever higher power exists that there are some wonderful self defense laws. But I still wish I'd have lived in Texas and he'd been on my property.
 
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badmatt said:
There was a time...back a while ago...when I was very close to going to jail for a very long time....some damned fool wanted my money, and I was in a foul mood, so I handled it just like they tell those pretty boy marines that they make into MP's....distract first...."okay, okay, just a minute man, I have to get my wallet out of my pocket." and I slowly reached for it...and held it out at arms length and the second I saw his eyes go to it I dropped it. His eyes followed. Stupidest mistake he ever made. Bent the hand with the gun far enough I heard more than one snap. Rearranged his face with my knee, then my boot. Stomped his ribs and guts more than anyone could count, even when they tried with the pics of the bootprints. I distinctly recall grabbing the other hand in a thumblock and twisting his arm back far enough that even though I couldn't have done it, his arm popped out of the shoulder socket as he tried to alleviate the pressure on his thumb. And then as I was calling the cops on my phone and had his ankle twisted all kinds of wrong the idiot kicked me in the face, and as I jerked back I snapped something in the ankle I was holding. For the first time in over 10 years at that point in my life, I was scared, not for what I'd done, but for what would happen. My second call was to a good friend and client who happened to be a lawyer, and a damned fine one, who showed up BEFORE the cops. That's friends for you. He pulled up with the ambulance. And rode to the station with me. Thanks to him I kept my mouth shut except to say it was self defense. He had after all pointed a nice pretty Glock 10mm at my face. You know, it's funny, I remember thinking, "hmm...as long as he doesn't get a head shot I'll survive" that was the first thought I had when I saw the gun. Sitting in the box, all I could think was, I should have just killed the fucker. He would have killed me given the chance. I just thank whatever higher power exists that there are some wonderful self defense laws. But I still wish I'd have lived in Texas and he'd been on my property.

Damn. You were lucky not to have been put away! LOL @ the comment about Texas!
 
SE...

not so much lucky as just brilliantly defended.
that and we both knew the prosecutor....his heart was never in it.
oh and the fact that one of the original charges only applies to law enforcement...stupid law even then in my opinion....excessive force my ass. their job is to stop bad guys.
 
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