Teamliquid Anonymous Confessions! - Page 10

i think im the best and anyone who disagrees with that just doesnt see how good i am.

Subject: My confession.. All headers
i took on a army of wolves.. fuckin not normal wolves.. i was feeding the birds out side and fuckin a pack of wolves came sprinting at me // no reason// i screamed '' YOU WANT SOME YOU FUCKS '' a few ran off at the scream.. neighbours ran inside and locked all there doors. any ways around 10-12 ware wolves came at me i grab a semi automatic from my back room and started LOZIN IT SCREAMING '' FUCK WITH ME YOU FUCK WIF DA BEST FUCKAZ ''

eventually after 40 mins of a massive shoot out i eventually grabbed a knife cause i ran out of ammo and started to fuckin rack up some speed bass to be like more alert n shit and fuckin went insane i ran through my double brick house wall like they was paper, wet paper at that

i lost it so hard i fuckin grabbed a ware wolf by the balls and ripped them off and shoved them up his ass he ran for his life.. any ways four of five came at me with claws of Fury 'Slash SHAWISH '' fuckin im ducking and weaving and then suddenly .. one cut's me in the fuckin chest a massive blow i took, my eyes turned red bro and i grabbed the dog kunt by the neck hairs and ripped off his wolly skin.. as '' IN MOTION '' i was rippin it off i cloths lined two wolves and chopped there heads off with his skin/ then there was the master one left

the '' grand FUCKIN master '' im tellin ya bro he had teeth like a walrus but made of fuckin steel cuz any ways he he comes at me with a scissor kick move that ive never encountered before and BOOOOOM BANG!!! two holes in my fuckin arm he puts fuckin punctured the fuck out of me fuckin punctured the fuck out of me

i then fell down a cliff into a river of crocadiles, a croc went to attack me and i bit its eyes off mother fucker took then another bite off me but this time i bit its body in half.. any ways the GRAND MASTER WOLVE was like 5 meters away and he came to a complete stop .. i was wounded ... wounded very badly i then came at the point where its me or the wolve so i whip out my knife and then the ware wolf comes at me with them fuckin claws the size of machettes... the wolve throws all five of his machette claws towards my face i back flip onto a branch and fuckin landed behind him I LOST IT SO HARD I DID A LEBANESE SWIFT KICKED HIS ASS CHEECKS APPART

MOTHA FUCK DIED ON THE SPOT

fuckin coccaroach, i spat at him landed in his ear and then pissed on him as he took his last breaths. im still hurting from that battle man he was a fuckin beast, a BRUTAL warrior, that ive personally taken down him and his smelly army. killed them ware wolves.. im lozin it hard core ..

On October 24 2005 17:15 hasuprotoss wrote:


Oh man, my jaw is actually vibrating I'm laughing so hard and I'm crying also I'm laughing too hard. Man this is great I've got to save this somewhere. And I'm mistyping everything and having to change it. Oh man, that was great.

1) I live my live by siezing the moment. I always take or look forward to take advantage of any situation I can.

2) I have this strange ability or quality, women I meet either hate me or eventually fall in love with me. I have went out with several girls and sooner or later they just fall for me. I sleep with them use them, get them to buy me expensive gifts, dinners, lunch, trips, you know what I mean. Then one day I met someone and, I fell in love with her a long time ago. I did not want to stop dating these other persons, until I knew I would achieve something with the persona I fell for. I broke a lot hearts, one of them almost commited suicide, another got sick and got ammnesia, another one had to go to a psychiatrist and lost her job and couldn't work for 2 months. But me, I was routing for the person I fell in love with.

She became my girlfriend for 2 years and we ended. I have been in love with her for a long time. I have never stopped loving her. We started going out but nothing has happened again. I do not know about the circles life has or karmas or whatever, but now I feel bad. Very bad. I feel I am now suffering all the pain I gave to all those persons I hurted.
Nowadays, she won't go out with me anymore, she barely speaks to me, she does not trust me, and she is always looking forward to pick up a fight with me. It feels very bad.

Since then I told myself I would not break another woman's heart. Even if I have to stay alone my whole life.

3) I killed a man. I was driving at low speed in a dark street, and this guy just comes out of nowhere and walks very slowly infront of my way. I do not know if he was going to rob me or anything, but I did not stay to find out. It was either him or me. I picked him.

4) I started a prank/joke and made my best friend fall in love with an imaginary person he did not even met, but the thing went out of control and killed her. He even cried her death and almost wanted to go to a funeral.

5) I lied to get my current job. I could face trial for what I did, if I get discovered and I am planning to move away if I get.

6) I made a man take a bus for a 500 mile trip to meet a fictitious character. I know he got in a lot of trouble after that.

7) I admit the bad things I have done and now I try to behave as honest as I can.

On October 24 2005 21:13 IntoTheWow wrote:
Rofl @ wolf franzy killer :D

On October 24 2005 21:15 SweeTLemonS[TPR] wrote:


Haha, that was pretty funny.

On October 24 2005 21:18 Painter wrote:
the first 3 paragraphs were funny.

i once smurfed as a girl to join a korean guild for free...lol it worked them koreans so crazy
everytime i logged on they would ask me things
i then posted my picture which i got off page 8 of google when i typed in "korean girl"
they were happy i guess, i felt kind of bad cause i was tricking them and they were so gullible
but oh well it was funny as hell

It's nothing really new that's being said here, a lot like the posters before me.

Like many others, I feel alone a lot. Even with a couple friends of mine, who were my best friends at the time, I always felt alone. They had each other, one guy/one girl, and I had no one. It's always been like that, too. Since I was a kid I've felt like that.. not neglected or anything, though.

It's like, no one wants to see the real me. They all want this shell I've given them, and the instant the real me is exposed, no one wants to be near me anymore. I don't get it. I'm kind of an ass most of the time, and when I start to be nice, people get all creeped out by it, for some reason or another.

I've always been attracted to the girl there. She's incredibly pretty. Everything about her, though. Her personality is amazing, too. She's really friendly, and such, and just has a personality of a person you'd really like.. I can't explain it any further. She knows I liked her, not sure if she still figures on me liking her, she's not stupid so she probably does. Now I'm incredibly jealous of her boyfriend now, who also is a friend of mine oddly enough. They were unaware of the connection with me, however, when they started dating.

I always take my anger out out in agressive form. I hate people. They're stupid, and worthless. They talk about what celebrities are doing as if it made a difference, when there are thousands of other things they should be more concerned about, like their little demon children running around getting in the way of everything, or their slut daughter and the pregnancy she has to abort because she's such a fucking slut. When I hit something, or someone, I'm not looking to just get aggression out, I'm looking to transfer pain onto them. I want them to hurt, and I want them to hurt badly. I want people to feel the pain I feel when I'm around them. I don't feel this way all the time, just when I really start to get down or something. I don't know. That's really not my general thoughts anymore, now it's just that I don't care, which is a horrible attitude, but it's better than being a whiny little bitch feeling sorry for myself. I stil hate people, though, and often want to hurt others, but that's not because I'm sadistic and take joy, I just want them to go away.

I hate emos and goths *especially*. I want to kick the crap out of every one of them. If they're really depressed, talk to someone about it, or get the fuck over it. All they are is attention-craving whores. They try to be different then everyone, and be "non-conformist," but they just conform to a different set of ideals, rather than what's normal, and they think they're special because of it. Then they write incredibly shitty poetry and songs, and try to pass it off as "artistic" and such. I hate those little fuckers.

In general, I don't like to be touched or for others to touch my things. There are a couple acceptions to the rule, as there always are, but I really don't like it. I'm probably considered to have OCD, or something. I constantly wash my hands. I try to act like I don't mind touching other people, but the first chance I get I wash my hands. They're filthy, disgusting... I don't mind the people that touch me so much, I just find them to be dirty, as I find most things. My family always gives me shit for this, but they can't understand the way I see things. I don't know what made me this way, but I definitely wasn't always that way.

My biggest two fears are becoming one of those insane people who wear gloves and put their money in ziploc bags, and bag their own groceries and shit because they're too afraid of other people touching things. I doubt that this one will happen, as long as I continue to fear it; however, the other one is possible, perhaps probable. It's being stuck in a dead end job my whole life being unsatisfied with everything. I know that everyone is told they can do great things by their teachers, and that they're smart, but everyone I've ever talked to says I'm intelligent and can probably do whatever I wanted to do, should I actually care about doing it. That's the thing, I don't care. Material possesions aren't important to me, and neither is helping people. I've been told that if I find a girl that will change, and I'll find new motivation for things, but I don't know. Maybe I will, maybe I won't.

i once got in a fight with a kid because he said he liked eggplant.

i dont like porn so i usually masturbate to network tv.

i puked into a girls mouth while i was making out with her at a party. not a lot but some got in there. i havent had gin since

You know when you go to the bathroom to unload your shit, and then you wipe your ass, well usually you see nothing on the toilet paper right? But me it is not :

There is always shit on the toilet paper and I wipe my ass over and over again, it never stops. There is always fucking shit on my toilet paper. Result : my underpants have shitty trace and my butt smell real bad all the time. I am even always tightening my ass like I would not want any gay to fuck me, so the smell can stop a little.

Wtf can I do ?

Ever since I was little I used to think I was special in the grand scheme of things. When I was 4-5 years old I would think that everyone was watching me or knowing my life intimately (sort of like truman show). This lead me to think other things about myself, like I might be a cyborg or an alien or antichrist and I am not ready or mature enough to use my powers. Up until I was like 15 years old whenever I went in the bathroom or my room I would check little corners and little holes in the walls for cameras or cover them up. I always assumed that mirrors had cameras in them as well.
Also when I was 4 I predicted that 6 years old would be the coolest age and that I would die when I was 16.

When I was 16 it just so happened that I had to move away from everyone I knew including my first real girlfriend. My parents sepperated completely and I took the test to prove I was smart enough to quit highschool and started to stay home all day on the computer.

I still feel like I am supposed to change the world somehow. I know I can do anything (career-wise) I just can't stand the thought of doing the same thing for the rest of my life like every other drone.

I have had many ideas and inventions that could probably make me rich but I don't have the funds to get them started, nor am I sure if I want to even do so because I really dislike the people of this world and how they run it. I would feel like a hypocrit selling shit to the robotic consumer public.
When I was 13 or so I had the idea to put a silly string into a spiderman glove and act like it was shooting spiderman webs. Which now is sold all over and probably made millions.

The most important thing to me in life is finding a female companion to be with forever (I know this sounds lame as fuck).

I'm now 21 with no car, no female friends, no money, no job, no real goals.

I sometimes wonder if I am the way I am because of:
My mothers bipolar manic depressive illness.
My parents constant arguing.
Our families lack of money.
My families constant moving around. ( I've been to more schools than there are grades)
My early drug use. (Started smoking weed & cigarettes at 11 and stopped when I was 16)
Started drinking when I was 14 and I still drink at least once a month.
And My father's workaholic habits.

Ever since I was little I used to think I was special in the grand scheme of things. When I was 4-5 years old I would think that everyone was watching me or knowing my life intimately (sort of like truman show). This lead me to think other things about myself, like I might be a cyborg or an alien or antichrist and I am not ready or mature enough to use my powers. Up until I was like 15 years old whenever I went in the bathroom or my room I would check little corners and little holes in the walls for cameras or cover them up. I always assumed that mirrors had cameras in them as well.
Also when I was 4 I predicted that 6 years old would be the coolest age and that I would die when I was 16.

When I was 16 it just so happened that I had to move away from everyone I knew including my first real girlfriend. My parents sepperated completely and I took the test to prove I was smart enough to quit highschool and started to stay home all day on the computer.

I still feel like I am supposed to change the world somehow. I know I can do anything (career-wise) I just can't stand the thought of doing the same thing for the rest of my life like every other drone.

I have had many ideas and inventions that could probably make me rich but I don't have the funds to get them started, nor am I sure if I want to even do so because I really dislike the people of this world and how they run it. I would feel like a hypocrit selling shit to the robotic consumer public.
When I was 13 or so I had the idea to put a silly string into a spiderman glove and act like it was shooting spiderman webs. Which now is sold all over and probably made millions.

The most important thing to me in life is finding a female companion to be with forever (I know this sounds lame as fuck).

I'm now 21 with no car, no female friends, no money, no job, no real goals.

I sometimes wonder if I am the way I am because of:
My mothers bipolar manic depressive illness.
My parents constant arguing.
Our families lack of money.
My families constant moving around. ( I've been to more schools than there are grades)
My early drug use. (Started smoking weed & cigarettes at 11 and stopped when I was 16)
Started drinking when I was 14 and I still drink at least once a month.
And My father's workaholic habits.