Life Experiences

Confessions Of A Dude Who Spent 11 Years In Prison

October 19, 2017 | 3 Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

What happened?

Basically I was obsessed with a girl from school. Like psycho obsessed, and when I finally developed the courage to ask her out, she said no. I fucking snapped and went to her house in a kinda hostage situation and stabbed her. Horrible shit man. I have horrible remorse for it. She is “ok” in that she is alive and well, but what I did to her will last forever

What’s your background story? Drugs, broken home, mental disorders? What made you become that kid that would shoot up your school if given the chance? Were you the weird kid or was this kinda out of no where type of shocking news to everyone around you type of thing?

To be kinda quick about it, my dad was very abusive. He would beat the fuck out of my mother and us. I was severely overweight my entire life, had no friends at all. I stayed in my room and played video games nearly every day. Therapy wasn’t an option, because men don’t go to therapy. I had this intense rage built up for so long that it kinda exploded. Btw, I’m not blaming them, because plenty of people have grown up with those same problems. I made a choice and I had to own that



What Is It Like When One Of Your Parents Gets Alzheimer’s?

October 17, 2017 | 1 Comment » | Topics: Life Experiences |

I knew right away that something was different.  My 74 year old mother and I had been very close all my life.  (She lived with my family.)  When her personality started to change I couldn’t understand why.  She loved crafts, gardening, singing, piano, anything creative, but all of a sudden she wasn’t interested in her hobbies.  She just wanted to sit in her chair and watch TV.  We started to argue.  It reminded me of when I was a teenager 25 years earlier, how we would squabble over stupid things.  Then she would get angry at the littlest thing and slam her bedroom door in my face.  

Nothing made sense, why was she changing?  Was she mad at me?  Was she depressed?  Should I take her to a doctor?  

One day she would be grumpy and then the next she would seem fine and we would go shopping for new flower bushes, have a great lunch out and come home laughing.  Cook a ham, play some scrabble, help the kids with homework, she was an integral part of the family.  I kept thinking… oh good, it’s all over now.  

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What’s It Like To Be A Member Of A Triad?

September 26, 2017 | 3 Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

My involvement began in high school. There was nothing dramatic about it, I just became friends with a bunch of people I thought were cool and one thing led to another.

High school gangs are like triad training schools. They are not part of the triads per se, they’re more of a triad Mickey Mouse fan club where a group of young wannabes strut around pretending to be something they’re not. You’d be surprised at just how many of these there are.

The leaders of these high school gangs are usually affiliated with a low ranking triad member, called a 49 in triad lexicon. These are the foot soldiers. The 49 functions as big brother whose help the boys would call on in case of trouble, but big brother is also a scout who kept an eye out for promising young talent.

I must’ve seemed like one, because I was soon introduced to the 49er’s tailou (big brother), who was also a 49er. We met a few times at a local disco, snorted cocaine, gargled ketamine, popped ecstasy, and soon he trusted me enough to put me in charge of a few high-school gangs.



Confessions Of A Las Vegas Stripper

September 20, 2017 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

How close are you to completing your medical degree?

Nice, I love the cliches. Used to be one but sadly no plans to complete. Going in a different career direction

How did you get into stripping?

Long story short, I was a waitress at a shitty restaurant. I saw an ad in the paper for a cocktail waitress at a strip club. Went in for the interview, the manager said I was too pretty to waitress and I was going to dance. I told him to go fuck himself. Then I figured I couldn’t judge it if I didn’t try it, so gave it a go! I actually think it’s super fun. I’m outgoing and don’t have any body image issues so it’s great.

What is your stripping name and how’d you choose it?

Vanessa. It’s easy to say, pretty, customers think it’s sexy and I like “V” names.


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What Is It Like For A Woman To Go From Physically Unattractive To Attractive

September 19, 2017 | 4 Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

It feels good most of the time, but it can be quite frustrating. Many people assume I’ve always looked the way I do now, and that as a result I must be a snob, or have some sort of sense of entitlement.

My case is extreme in the sense that I went from literally being invisible to men for the majority of my life, to receiving comments daily from men all over the world telling me I’m beautiful. As an adult film performer I am somewhat in the public eye, so I get a lot of attention for and comments about my appearance.



What’s It Like To Be Addicted To Cigarettes

September 12, 2017 | 3 Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

I’m 30 and started smoking when i was 12. By the time i was 15 I was a full fledged pack a day smoker. Over the years I have witnessed many people fall prey to the habit.

You start by smoking here and there, maybe you don’t inhale at first, maybe you just like to blow it out your nose or smoke it like a cigar. It’s only on certain occasions.

If you are fiddling with cigarettes, you likely have friends that are smoking, also. so you are hanging out, maybe having a few beers, and you see them smoking and decide to be social with them, and also have a cig, but alas, you have none. So you bum a few off a friend for the night. you kind of like it. it just feels good to have one with some drinks or just when you’re talking and laughing. Soon you do this every time you get together for a drink/movie/whatever. It’s not a big deal, it’s just once in a blue moon.

After a while, your friends start complaining that you are always asking for cigarettes but you never seem to have your own, you cheap son of a bitch. Those shiets are expensive. Maybe next time you could come prepared and letother people bum them. So you buy a pack prior to the next gathering. It feels weird to order them at the counter, but whatever. It’s only for the night and you feel like an asshole smoking everyone’s cigarettes all night. You see how they act when they run low. You don’t want to be that guy.



Confessions Of A Nude Maid

September 7, 2017 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

How does one get into the business of naked housekeeping?

Needed some extra cash, knew that my friend was doing it, so I decided to give it a shot.

Is there an agency you go through? Do you advertise on Craigslist? How do you meet prospective clients? Whats the process?

Just put up a classified ad(newspaper or online) and you’ll get a ton of inquiries. The process goes like this: someone emails, you arrange day and time, show up, take off clothes, clean, get paid, tell them about the discount for regulars, leave.

What does your ad contain?

Usually some form of nude maid/naked maid in the title, with the rates in the ad(this way you don’t have to worry about those who can’t afford you)

What are the demographics of your clients? Age, race, financial status, marital status?

Usually it’s a man in his 30s, white, making ~$60-100K and single. But in reality it’s all over the place, I had college guys, I had college girls, had married couples, had lesbian couples. Very few non-whites though.

If you had to guess, what would you say is their motivation hiring you? I mean, besides getting to see a girl naked, of course? As in, why a maid and not an escort/hooker?

For many it’s just to get their house cleaned. And it’s worth to them to pay a few extra bucks to get a naked hot housekeeper than an ugly fat one. For others it’s just having someone naked doing their bidding.


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What Was It Like To Be Gassed At A Nazi Concentration Camp

September 6, 2017 | 5 Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

Filip Muller, is one of the rare survivors among those condemned to work in the Sonderkommando (The members of Sonderkommando, composed almost entirely of Jewish inmates, were forced under threat of death to do the most disturbing work for the SS: dispose of the countless corpses of the victims killed in the gas chambers.) . Born in 1922 in a small town (Sered) in Slovakia, Muller was only twenty years old when he was brought to Auschwitz in April 1942. After a short while, as punishment, he was assigned to dispose of the corpses of the victims. Many of them had wasted away to skin and bones in Auschwitz or in Polish ghettos; others had died of typhus and other diseases in the concentration camp; some had been brutally beaten and shot by the SS, others were hung to set an example for other prisoners, but by far most—hundreds of thousands of men, women, children and babies–were collectively massacred in the gas chambers. As Muller recalls, the sadism and brutality of the SS soldiers knew no bounds: “Shouting and wielding their truncheons, like beaters at a hunt, the remaining SS men chased the naked men, women and children into the large room inside the crematorium. All that was left in the yard were the pathetic heaps of clothing which we had to gather together to clear the yard for the second half of the transport”. Here he is describing a gassing:


As people reached the crematorium they saw everything – this horribly violent scene. The whole area was ringed with SS. Dogs barked – machine- guns. They all, mainly the Polish Jews, had misgivings.

They knew something was seriously amiss, but none of them had the faintest of notions that in three or four hours they’d be reduced to ashes.