Hey guys! Sorry I went on hiatus for a while. Moved a few times, quit my jobs, reconnected with myself, fell in love, and now moving in with my current boyfriend. Keep the vents coming! I’ll be posting them this week (:
Submitted by krisbabyxo
I was in a really bad accident. I rolled my car, thankfully I was alone and no one else was around to get hurt! But I was told that it was unbelievable that I survived. The hat I wearing was thrown into the field. I rolled the car about 5 times. I have a concussion, hurt shoulder, some cuts and bruises, but I did walk away. Now what I really have to get over, is the memory. And in those moments I was rolling, I accepted death. Now I’m still alive, and its kind of a hard thing to get past.
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Submitted by infinitebeachy
This is a true story, so pay attention.
My senior year, my sister was dating this dude Logan, and for New Years we were at his house, partying with his friends, and whatever, I made out with his friend Jake at midnight. We hooked up for a while after that, and ended up dating for a couple months around March, not too long at all. I only remember because we’d been dating for 2 weeks when it was my birthday. ANYWAY! He was mentally draining. I don’t exactly want to say abusive, although he tended to cross into the territory a lot. So I wasn’t really into sex too much. Probably because I was 18, kind of just doing it because I had low self esteem, and he liked it, so I had to. (I obviously know better now) Jake broke up with me/talked about breaking up a lot. But when I asked why he said it was too hard to explain and to just forget it, we’d stay together. I really just ignored the bad and focused on the good, like, having a boyfriend in time for prom. Eventually my mom forced us to break up, he said he always thought I was a lesbian because one time I wore red heels. (Explain that to me, please) And he cheated on me a fucking whole hell of a lot. So its really whatever now. So now, here we are 3 years later, and Jake is in and out of mental institutions, doing drugs, he’s been homeless, and everything else. He gets on Facebook now that he’s back of the streets in another home in Washington state (I’m in NY) and tells me that its my fault he has substance abuse problems and is mentally ill, because I was the best thing to happen to him. I made him a man, and that made his problems from childhood worse. I told him our time together was horrible, and he said “I know it was for you” but that doesn’t matter because it was great for him… Now he’ll never forgive me and somehow he will live forever thinking that I screwed him up? Sweetheart, I didn’t make you crazy. You were born crazy, that’s why my mother never liked you. And let me just say, he pulled insane shit while we were dating, like saying how everything is about penises. (ie. His grandpa was talking about a Christmas Tree in the airport and Jake thought that meant he was gay because Christmas Tree was code for penis) And he’d go missing for a couple days and come back like nothing happened. He broke into cars at Clarkson and stole stuff like GPS, knives, stereos, money, etc. Yeah, Keira liked a bad boy, and now bad boy is in the Nut House.