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This is a complicated question which means a lot of different thing to different people. The basic definition is an adult who enjoys infantile things. I myself love to get in my sleeper or onesie and let my mind just flow away. It’s super relaxing to do.
I do not, because I do not like the smell or the cleanup afterward. It is not sexual. I do not get aroused by the idea or the trappings. In fact, it has the opposite effect. When I’m in that mind frame, sex is far from my mind. I really just want to be held or hug a plushie and have someone tell me they love me. It’s a comfort and protection thing.
I talk, though my partner often complains he cannot understand me. I have a habit of trying to talk when I still have my Pacifier in my mouth. I still like adult things. I watch normal tv and movies, but sometimes I get really baby like and color and watch Disney movies. Few of the AB’s I know are really infants at heart. The play age tends to be more around 2 – 3 years old, in the toddler stage.
I find it relaxing and comforting. Being small and being held by my partner is the most relaxing experience I have ever had. All the cares wash away, you are there, loved and safe. As a toddler, you have no worries, no cares. You world is love and play.
What you like is hard to quantify. If you delve deep enough, the answer becomes simply “Because I do” For example, I love scotch. Why? Because it tastes like wood. Why is this good? I like that flavor, why? Who knows, I simply do.
That’s alot of it. Being a child was an innocent time. I long for that innocence. Not knowing the truths about the world and how harsh it is. I may not have been happier as a child, but I do think I was happy more often. The simplest things would make me happy too. I could play with one toy for hours and it would be a million different things in those hours. Now I am much harder to entertain.
Probably 6 out of 7 evenings
Yes. All of our closest friends know and support our relationship. Some of them even join in because they know it makes me happy.
If directly asked It would depend on the context. I realize that some people can take it the wrong way and if it would affect my job or my family, I would probably not tell people. But with close friends who I know I can trust, I don’t bring it up unless asked about it. I also don’t tell people I am gay until asked, simply because I don’t think it’s relevant.
My close friends either think it’s cute, or treat it with a “You’re our friend, and though we don’t understand, if it makes you happy” Attitude. Some don’t, but I don’t see the need to wear it on my sleeve. If the asked I most likely would not deny it.
There are communites. The easiest place to find them is on the internet. There are those who simply with to parent AB’s or babysit them. There are also extended families that develop out of this. I myself have a big brother (an adult baby who is comfortable also taking care) and an uncle (a non AB who likes taking care of AB’s) My partner is also my Daddy. Parental types are harder to come by, but there are those who think we are cute and want to help us.
We met outside of the AB (adult baby) community. After we had gone out on a few dates I told him about my ABness. He decided he would see where it went and now is happily my daddy. I am not always an AB around him, and yes, we do have a sexual relationship that is outside of daddy/kid time.
A few. Maybe 10 until i found my partner
I introduced him to it.
When we are in comfortable social situations I regress sometimes.
He knows, cause when I want to do it, he’s the one that diapers me up. Or he comes home and I’m already “Padded” and he deduces that I’m in baby mode. This usually results in a pounce and a cuddle 
That depends on how you define going into public as a baby. Do I walk around and act like a 3 yr old in public, no. Do I take off my overalls and cute shirt and shoes when I need to go out. No, I do not do that either. I like to think that I am a healthy mix of both. Sometimes I do even use my pacifier when I am out and about. Mostly because it makes me happy, harms no one, and i’ll probably never see the people who see me again.
People have assumed that I am mentally challenged, or pointed and laughed. That’s probably the worst. Unless I am actively sucking on a paci or cuddling a plushie, people tend not to notice. The Human brain has an incredible ability to ignore that which it finds odd.
As far back as I can remember, I wanted to remain a toddler. I can remember biking to the grocery store when my parents weren’t around, to purchase a pacifier or baby bottle to use.
My childhood was pleasant. I grew up in an upper-middle class family and had one sibling, an older brother. I have no regrets about what occurred in my childhood.
My mother was somewhat extra protective. She still is. The other day I burned by finger and she insisted I went to the hospital. I just drained the wound and bandaged it myself. I often think her overprotectiveness drove me to be more self sufficient. At least medically.
We are fine. I speak to both of my parents on a weekly basis over the phone (I live 1000mi away) and visit at least once a year on the holidays.
Not sure how to answer this one. I don’t think I have any abandoment issues. I lived alone for several years with no trouble.
Indeed I do. I work for a retail establishment and have for at least a year now. Before that I was in school pursuing a degree.
No. A job there would actually be quite upsetting for me. I don’t like real children. Crying and screaming gets on my nerves quickly. Beyond that working in a store full of things I want that are all too small for me would be really annoying.
For me no. Breastfeeding is an infant thing, I think of myself more as a toddler. I use sippycups and not bottles.
I do. I have a stuffed snow leopard (not the one in the picture, that one eventually fell apart from too many snuggles) that was given to me by my AB big bro. His name is Harper, named after RSM Patrick Harper from the Sharpe series of novels. No, I do not have a schedule I follow. When I feel the desire to be little, I get kitted up and have fun
I am content being an adult baby as there are several things that I do like to do that a real toddler could not. The only reason I would want to be an actual toddler, is that clothing and accoutrements would be much easier to acquire.
I suppose I wanted people to realize that it’s not just a sexual fetish. Whenever I would say that I was, often people would assume it was about sex. That does happen, sure, but not everyone feels the same way.
Yes, I see no reason to stop.
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Flight Attendant Adopts the Street Dog Who Waited Outside Her Hotel For 6 Months – Ned Hardy
Dad Accused of Raping Daughter Saved by Mention of 50 Shades – Newser
This Is What Going To The Gym Looked Like Way Back In 1892 – Linkiest
An Evening at One Of The Most Prestigious Private Dining Clubs In The World – Just Luxe
The Italian Coast Guard Found A Kitten Drowning In The Ocean And Rushed To Save Its Life – Slip Talk
Gymnast Madison Kocian Gets Treated Like a Bow & Arrow – Terez Owens
Anastasia Ashley Bikini Photos in Miami Beach – G-Celeb
This is Your Life in Silicon Valley – Medium
Bootilicious Booty Pics – Leenks
Girls of the Olympics: Ingrid Oliveira (25 Photos) – Radass
Every Time Bill Murray Seemed Ready to Quit a Movie in the Middle of a Scene – Ranker
This poor cutie pops this boulder-sized zit, and her friends think the disgusting sight is the best thing ever – Faves
The 17 Sexiest GIFs Of Katy Perry – Maxim
Gigi Hadid Went Topless for the Fans – The Blemish
The Fappening Part Two Seems To Be Happening of the Day – Drunken Stepfather
17 Photos of Elderly People Who Are Way Cooler Than You Are – Bro My God
Halle Berry Can Still Bring The Heat At The Ripe Ol’ Age Of 50 – Barstool Sports
Smoking hot blonde takes sexy selfshot – Ehowa
Note to Self: See Jessica Alba’s New Movie – Celeb Slam
Yoga pants so fine even Obama approves this message (28 Photos) – Bad Sentinel
10 Futuristic Soccer Stadiums (Futbol Stadium Concepts) – Classy Bro
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Really digging this new post-pysch electronic artist named BREATHRRR. His new song Chantrieri is an awesome mix of psychedelic noise, heavy bass and new-wave and talks about his deep struggles with addiction.
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Serious answer? Apply. They’re looking for guys who have above average dicks(we’re talking 8-9″ min). Can get hard very quickly with little to no real stimulation. And you should be able to cum on command. You shouldn’t have a problem with doing some things that might seem gay to most men. Rubbing you’re balls on another man’s balls while DPing an actress is a pretty common thing. You have to have a professional portfolio. Modeling pics, maybe some experience, even if it’s amateur.
If you get as far as an interview, you will walk into a room with an older dude. He will tell you to pull out your dick. You have 30 seconds to get hard. There may or may not be an actress there. She may or may not help you. As in, she’ll allow you to look at her boobs (if you’re a good looking dude she might even let you touch her. Nothing below the waist). You will be asked to masturbate for around 10-15 min, again… With no visual stimulation or anything. The director will tell you to cum. You have a minute, tops, to blow your load. You will be given 15 min to reset and then you must get erect again and be able to maintain an erection for another 10 minutes or so and then you will be asked to cum again. 30 seconds, they get very uninterested if you have trouble controlling your climax. If you get through all that and perform well enough. They may offer you a job.
You’ll being doing very little at first, but they’ll offer you a contract that will consist of several scenes that you have to film but may never be used. I’m explaining this from a friend who was offered a job with BangBros in Miami. They offered him 35k for the year. Not sure how much “work” he did. Or if any of it got past editing. I lost contact with him once he moved down there. I’ll tell you this, he was bi-sexual which I believe helped him get the job. He also had a professionally done modeling portfolio to begin with and some semi amateur videos.
While filming a shoot, you are expected to stay erect while they change camera angels, chit chat about what the director wants, reapply the female actress’s make up, fuck around with lighting, etc. You’ve got you be able to fuck in very odd positions. For example, leg up doggy style, sideways shot from behind. Keep in mind they’re looking for good shots of the woman and you’re just a dick. Move your leg this way, it’ll seem very awkward and uncomfortable. But it’s about what the camera sees and how it feels to you. There’s also about 12 people behind the camera during each scene, so no being modest. Try to look like you’re really turned on with the girl even though you’re thinking in your head about you’re about whatever stops you from cumming. If you blow too soon, scene is over and you’ve wasted time and money. Get it going again quickly and you can redeem yourself. Being able to control your nut is probably the most important skill you can have. Get hard on demand, cum on demand, learn to aim your nut with a snipers precision. And be quick about being able to nut again. The director will want multiple money shots so he can choose the best one. Know to keep your fucking hands and legs out of the fucking way, but still make it seem natural.
You also need to be fit. If you can’t toss the girl around with ease you’re going to have trouble. Some of the girls are easy and tiny, but others are “voluptuous” and weight close to a buck 50. Anyways… This is about as much as i can tell you. Again, you gotta be cool with some gay shit. If you’re double teaming a girl and your dicks are touching while they’re in her mouth that’s something that you gotta stay hard through. If a guy blows a load and it gets on your leg or something, don’t freak out. No one wants to reshoot if they don’t have to. Remember, time is money. They’re not in the business to lose money. It is possible you might have to suck a dick. It’s all about seeing how comfortable you are with sex. It helps to be bi, or even gay, since you’re going to be fucking a girl for upwards of an hour and you can’t be fighting your nut the entire time. Anyways… This is what I learned from a friend who got a year long contact with Bang Bros. I would imagine Brazzers and all that other shit isn’t much difference. It’s easy to get into as a girl, it’s extremely difficult to get into as a guy.
When you are faced with danger, the threat of danger, or sometimes, even the idea of danger, your body reacts with what is called the “fight or flight” response, which I’ll call the stress response. Stress is a threat to your well-being, so your body perceives this as danger.
Your body prepares itself to protect you. It does this by releasing a hormone, epinephrine, aka adrenaline, into your bloodstream. Adrenaline constricts your veins and arteries, as well as increases your heart rate and breathing rate, so that oxygen rich blood can be delivered. It also diverts bloodflow away from the digestive system since its not terribly important right now (this causes the nausea). This is to prepare you to either fight the danger, or flee from it. Either way you’re going to need lots of oxygen delivered quickly to your muscles.
When your body reacts to mental or emotional, rather than physical stress, it still reacts the same way. Quick anecdote – I suffer from anxiety. About a year ago, I was in a bus accident and got thrown across the bus. It was terrifying (mental stress) and I did a pretty wicked faceplant (physical stress). What I noticed was that my physical reaction was almost identical to a panic attack I had a few months earlier.
Basically, your body is preparing you for some kind of physical throwdown when you’re stressed. But, there’s nothing to fight, especially when it’s something like an essay that’s half done and due in three hours, so you just have to ride out the adrenaline. So, you get a racing heart, hyperventilation, numbness in the fingers and toes, nausea, inability to stay still.
– midnightpatches
As someone who lives in Los Angeles (which is a far cheaper city to live in than NY, SF or even Boston), something that a lot of people who don’t work in the television and film industry understand is that many entry-level positions are minimum wage, or unpaid. The trade-off is that work days are usually around 13 hours, minimum. When you get here, if you’re fortunate to get hired for a job, you’re making like $120 a day on 13 or 14 hour work day. You might only get to day-play, picking up days here and there. When I first started out, I’d go weeks without picking up any paid days, and volunteering for any and all unpaid ones.
How does someone survive making so little money? Well, for starters you probably live in a crappy apartment in a crappy part of town with a bunch of other people. The worst place I’ve had out here was $470 a month for my room with 3 other roommates (compared to a terrible apartment in brooklyn for $600 a month a few years ago, or a total hole-in-the-wall for $430 in Boston 10 years [!] ago). Disposable income is pretty much non-existent, and you learn to prepare cheap meals. There is unemployment insurance, but that comes from taxes that you pay into, so you’re only really getting money back that you agreed to have set aside. Factoring the costs of getting to and from work (when it’s there), eating (when you can) and paying for an apartment that you hate, you can survive in LA for like $600 a month or less. That’s also if you don’t have student loans, or car payments, and before essentials like a functioning cell phone and internet connection.
Hopefully this hasn’t scared you off from the big-city experience. Once you break into the second tier of paid work, it feels like you’ve been training with weights on. Suddenly, you can buy new clothes, and eat decent meals and go to bars like a civilized adult. The truth is that living on the skint is difficult, but tough and smart people can make it through with perseverance, good fiscal planning and the help of family and friends. And luck. And not having to pay for child support, or some other massive financial burden.
– KidLiquorous
Species evolve qualities that are beneficial for survival, and passing on their genes. That’s the only reason a particular trait gets selected and passed on in a species. Humans developed large front brains (which make us intelligent), because intelligence confers advantages for surviving and passing on our genes. So, humans developed big, smart brains for the same reason that we developed arms, that rhinos developed thick skin, that alligators developed an incredibly slow metabolism, and that owls developed acute vision. All of these traits are very helpful for helping the creature survive and mate. So, our asking “Why aren’t other species as intelligent as us?” is very much like an alligator asking “Why don’t other creatures have as slow metabolisms as we do?” or an owl asking “Why can’t other creatures see or fly as well as we do?”. The answer is that those traits aren’t the ones that were helpful for those creatures to survive. Each creature developed the traits it did in order to overcome environmental challenges to survival, and it happens that intelligence was a huge help for primates in trying to survive, but not so much for alligators. Alligators don’t need to be able to make tools or to fly to weather their environmental challenges. What would be more helpful is if they could slow their metabolism to the point that they only need to eat about once a year – and this is the trait they developed. The same goes for us. Intelligence is one of many evolutionary tools developed for survival, but by no means the most efficient one. Bacteria – stupid as they are – are better at surviving than we are.
– syc0rax
It’s a personality disorder that’s really all about having very intense moods, feeling very unstable in relationships, and seeing the world in black and white—things are either all good or all bad. People with borderline feel empty, and they are always trying to fight off what they perceive as rejection and abandonment, so they see abandonment and rejection where it doesn’t necessarily exist. They’re so afraid of being alone, abandoned, or left, or people breaking up with them, that they sense it where it doesn’t exist and they need tons of reassurance. I think it’s one of the hardest personality disorders to have.
How does the fear of abandonment affect their romantic relationships?
When they are in relationships they get very intensely involved way too quickly. Men or women, whatever their [sexual preference] is, tend to really like [people with BPD] at first, because they are very intense, and very passionate. Everything they do is very intense—who is not going to be attracted to that? But then what comes along with it, a couple of weeks later, is: “Why didn’t you call me back immediately?” “Are you out with somebody else?” So [people with BPD] get attached very quickly, give [the relationship] their all, but then get disappointed very quickly. They start out thinking, “I love this guy, he’s the greatest,” but if he does a minor thing that disappoints them, they get deeply disturbed. Everything is done with passion, but it goes from being very happy and passionate to very disappointed and rageful.
– Dr. Barbara Greenberg
Fox Hollywood, doesn’t have contradictory interests politically than Fox News. What 20th Century Fox produces is a lot of movies, and yes some do go against the grain of the political views of much of the Fox News shows. But the simple fact is they produce these movies, for the same reason Fox News itself exists: Money. Fox News came about because Murdock (I’m using him here as a figurehead here, not saying the idea was his or of that sort) believed that the media was biased, and he wanted to create a completely unbiased news network (read: a conservative news network [Note before those few on the right come to attack me: There is nothing wrong with having a conservative news network. It doesn’t have be “Fair and Balanced” as it tries to say, it isn’t, and it won’t ever be. Just like MSNBC, it has a sway to it, and it isn’t balanced, it is the opposite of MSNBC, and exists as that reason]). Now what this did was shift a huge portion of the CNN crowd who didn’t like being told that maybe their side does some wrong (they all do) and created a huge load of wealth for News Corp.
What 20th Century Fox does (and Fox Broadcasting Company does with a lot of it’s more political liberal [Simpsons, Family Guy, Glee, etc.] shows) is it ties in the other side of the spectrum. You now are being paid a huge buttload of money by pissed off conservatives, who then piss off a bunch of left wingers, who then use your movies and tvs as escapes into a better more liberal minded world, and you’re getting money from every single aspect. It’s money over philosophy, money over convictions.
So they exist, not because they are fighting internally against each other, but because they are able to fill in the needs that every side wants. And if you produce good enough movies, and funny enough tv shows, than those who don’t know squat about politics will also tag along, so you get the best of all worlds.
– thatsumoguy07
1) Star Writer. Broadway doesn’t have a lot of rock star writers; even our most famous writers tend to be reclusive types (witness the public bashfulness and awkwardness of Jason Robert Brown, Stephen Sondheim, etc). Hamilton’s writer is also its star, and has famously high energy, a huge twitter following, and a real understanding of social media. Don’t believe me? 5 years ago one of his wedding videos went viral to the tune of 4.5 million views . Being a performer as well as a writer also allows him to promote his work in places other theatre writers might not; for example, he was invited to perform its opening number for Barack Obama in 2009 , which meant that the President of the United States was now excited to see Hamilton before anything other than an opening song had been written.
2) Ham4Ham and Modern Marketing. Hamilton’s marketing team has an easy tagline for the ticket lottery: See Hamilton [the show] for a Hamilton [$10]. And because Lin-Manuel gets the power of events, and social media, and charisma, he’s made the lottery into an event all its own. If you line up for the Wicked ticket lottery, you stand outside and maybe if you’re lucky you win a ticket. If you line up for the Hamilton ticket lottery, you get to see a show. Sometimes it’s a show with a major guest star, sometimes it’s a gimmick, sometimes it’s the cast switching it up. But it’s turned into a real event in NYC, with up to 1500 lining up in the cold for it. That’s incredible for continued word-of-mouth.
3) The Competition. Okay, social media and an on-the-street event. So what? Well, Broadway marketing is hopelessly dated and youth-repellant. This is a commercial for a Broadway show from last season . Brutal, right? So that’s the competition.
4) Word of Mouth Outside the Theatre Community. It is very, very important to the success of Hamilton that it is not just a hip-hop musical, but a hip-hop musical with very good raps in it. This means that it’s able to draw in not just theatre stars – who, let’s be honest, will probably see it anyway – but actual famous people. Beyoncé, Busta Rhymes, Questlove, etc. – they all went to see it, and they all had great things to say because the rap was authentic and good. And because of the previous Obama connection, now it has word of mouth among the most powerful in Washington, D.C. Especially since its content deals with the boring muck of politics in an exciting way – vote-gathering, cabinet meetings, debt plans, etc – it’s a big appeal to politicians. This means that early in its run it can brag that Barack Obama, Michelle Obama, and Dick Cheney all went to see it – and loved it. And once it gets all this attention – through big stars, through Ham4Ham, etc – it now has regular access to Late Night talk shows, which is practically unheard of for a Broadway musical these days. Snowball effect.
5) Networking. Lin-Manuel gets people involved. He auctioned off a rap to Jimmy Fallon, and he also brought on Questlove (Fallon’s bandleader) to co-produce the Hamilton cast recording. Guess what his first late-night talk show appearance was on? Jimmy Fallon.
6) It’s Really Fucking Good and/because It Respects Its Predecessors. All this publicity and exposure is meaningless if the quality isn’t there. Lin-Manuel Miranda isn’t just some guy who put rap into a musical; he’s a guy who understands musicals innately. Musicals are an extremely difficult art form to write well – in a century of American musical theatre, only a handful of writers have been able to emerge as consistent creators of content that is both good and commercial. It’s important that the show though it is stylistically groundbreaking, still follows a lot of rules of good musical theatre-writing, and borrows and then expands a lot of techniques from previous musicals. For example: the flashback in Act One that tells an historical event from a different person’s perspective, and the moment in Act Two where multiple characters recount their takes on a secret political meeting in a single song? Those are both done using storytelling techniques from the obscure Sondheim musical Pacific Overtures . The musical is filled with nods to its predecessors where rather than reinventing the wheel, it takes something innovative that was done before and does it just a little bit better.
7) It’s a High-Wire Act. Okay, so you wrote a good musical, you starred in it which gives you greater power to promote it, and now you’re also good at word-of-mouth and social media. So what? What’s a good show worth? Not much, really; plenty of spectacular shows open and close. Hamilton is also a high-wire act; it says “I’m going to tell a story about one of the least exciting and beloved Founding Fathers; I’m going to tell it through hip-hop and r&b; I’m going to tell it with daring theatrical devices and with a shifting perspective and timeline; I’m going to do it with a deliberately multicolored cast; and I’m going to do it without skimping on the policy, the internal politics, and the minute historical details.” It’s not just that it’s good, but that it’s good in a way that defies your expectations. It sets the bar impossibly high, and for the most part (I have some minor quibbles with it, after all) it totally clears the bar. Stephen Colbert described the experience of watching the first act as being amazed that any of this show works at all, and then being continuously surprised that it’s still working.
Anyway, I think that covers it. If it were as easy as “It’s a really good story” or “The music is great”, then there would be musicals this big every season. There aren’t. It’s more than that.
Edit to add: 8) Listenability for Casuals. A musical theatre score has a hard job to do. It has to evoke a world, characters, time, place, dramatic action, etc. Ever since the split between popular music and musical theatre music, it has been more and more difficult to do all these things while also incorporating music that may not be well-suited to dramatic storytelling. A song that sounds totally badass may not actually work onstage (this is why Jesus Christ Superstar is such an awesome record, and such a mediocre play), and a song that brings down the fucking house in the theatre may just feel kind of “easy listening” or old hat to someone listening to the record who doesn’t know its theatrical context. Hamilton uses contemporary music as its language, and it happens to do so very well. This makes it accessible and attractive to people who may not normally want to see musicals. (I should note that this isnot an easy thing to reproduce, and that using it as a gauge for what to do for future shows creates a musical straightjacket for future writers and storytellers – we can’t just say “oh, let’s use more pop and hip-hop in musicals!” as if that will work for every story.)
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Essena O’Neill is a 19 year-old Instagram star from Australia. At the age of 15, she began posting photos of herself on social media hoping to become “Facebook famous.”
Over the course of 4 years, Essena built a social media empire with more than 766,000 followers on and more than 250,000 YouTube subscribers. To her thousands of fans, it seemed like she had it all.
But in reality, Essena was very unhappy.
She realized that her social media life was unauthentic, and now she’s on a mission.
Essena announced to her followers that she is quitting social media and is editing the captions on her “perfect photos” to tell the truth behind the pictures…
“I was obsessed with ‘likes’. Well, really, I was obsessed with the idea of being liked by others,” she wrote on her website. “I somehow managed to convince myself that when I was ‘Facebook Famous’ I would forever be happy. I figured, the more people that clicked ‘like’ on my photos, the more people actually liked me in real life. Pretty simple right? To be Facebook Famous meant everyone liked you. Girls wanted to be your friend, boys wanted to date you. Everyone talked about you, watched you, stalked you, wanted to be you. It was my dream at 15.”
“Girls would upload together and have sleepovers revolving around ‘watching their photos’. People would gossip about likes at school, over text, to teachers, to parents… ‘She got 200 likes, she’s basically a model now’.”
“Craving attention validated through social media I believe shows a gap in real life connections.”
“We just keep putting up staged photos in desperate hopes others will approve. I have a lot to learn… but I am enough. Right here, right now, I am enough. I don’t have to be or do anything, I am already everything I want to be… it lives inside of me. Not on a screen.”
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71-year-old woman marries 17-year-old boy – just three weeks after meeting him – Newser
A Few Heartwarming Videos Guaranteed To Make You Feel Better About Life – Ned Hardy
Inside Kylie Jenner’s Ultra Lavish $50 Million Turks and Caicos Party Pad – Maxim
Selena Gomez, Scarlett Johansson and Other Random Ladies – G-Celeb
The Amount Of Work It Takes To Make The 2016 Olympic Medals Is Seriously Impressive – Slip Talk
2,000 Passengers Share Their Biggest Traveling Pet Peeves – Linkiest
Tattoos Are Made Sexier with Girls – Bro My God
This 12-year-old girl suffered from an earache, and you may lose your lunch when you see why – Faves
Johnny Manziel Sister’s Hottest Pics – Terez Owens
Oldchella and the Future of the Concert Business – The Ringer
The 7 All-Time Best Beaches in the World – Just Luxe
Ridiculously Fit Babes – Leenks
The 22 Most Expensive Celebrity Divorces – Ranker
Japanese Olympic Pole Vaulter Betrayed By Own Penis – The Blemish
Smile, It’s Hump Day! (36 Photos) – Radass
Kendall Jenner Cameltoe of the Day – Drunken Stepfather
32 Red Hot Pics of Galinka Mirgaeva – Regretful Morning
Ranking the USA Men’s Basketball Olympic Teams – Gunaxin
$92 Million California Redwood Dream House (25 Photos) – Suburban Men
Great Booty In Fishnets – Ehowa
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1. I’m a sex worker. Met the wrong kind of client. He raped me and beat the fuck out of me while telling me about the different places he was considering dumping my body. I was more resigned than I expected. For one I just wanted the pain to stop and I also thought how I’d just be another dead black hooker and no one would notice and it was as good an end to a shitty life as any.
Then he let me go. I’m glad not to have died by someone else’s hand, it is terrifying and lonely and thinking about it makes me want to puke, but it didn’t like, renew my love of life or anything. Sometimes I wish he’d just finished the job and be done with it. I know, I’m very ungratefu
2. Disgustingly: that I didn’t care if those around me were killed just as long as I got out alive. The knowledge of that being my thought process at the time has haunted me my entire life.
I was in a national safari park at night in Zimbabwe with some friends on a school trip (aged around 15/16). We were told not to walk around at night because of honey badgers and other dangerous animals, but we wanted to go and see the watering hole at night so decided to ignore that advice.
So we start walking towards the watering hole in almost pitch black save a few lamps here and there. Halfway to the watering hole we heard a bush rustle around 5 meters from the path we were walking on, followed by an unmistakable lion’s roar. None of us either bother to look and all run madly towards the watering hole where we know there’s a fence. I’ve never run so fast in my life. All I remember is being terrified I’d trip over my flip flops and wishing that the lion would go for one of the people behind me and not for me. It’s that final thought that fucks with me.
The next morning we went and saw that 2-3 meters from the path there was a fence that in the darkness we couldn’t see. Obviously the lion was directly behind the fence.
3. I fell down a rock face some years ago. It probably only took a few seconds tops but it felt like ages. My mind was racing, thinking what to do while simultaneously panicing so hard that I couldn’t do even the most basic thing..
That day I learned that when in mortal peril, I won’t have any bright ideas to save my life. I also won’t have any cool last words but I will let out a rather unmanly whimper.
4. Panic. Helplessness. The sense of doom was so great, there was no way the paramedics would get to me in time, it was a major heart attack. I just remember feeling like someone was sitting on my chest, I couldn’t breathe, and there was a sharp pain, but also a numbness. I couldn’t feel my left side so I wasn’t sure if it was a heart attack or a stroke, either way it was serious. I told my brother to make sure he’d take care of my kids.
Paramedics arrived, start taking vitals, everything’s elevated, but fairly normal. Not a heart attack or a stroke. I don’t see how that’s possible. Then they ask if I’ve ever had an anxiety or panic attack. I think they’re fucking with me, not taking me seriously, I mean…I’m dying and they’re telling me it’s just in my head.
Aaand that’s what my panic attacks feel like.
5. I fainted.
Flying off the highway after we hit a patch of ice. After we spun a few times and were heading for the edge of the highway and I knew that we were going off and that I was about to die, out I went.
Rolled a few times and landed in a snow bank. I came to hanging upside down, banged up a bit but still alive, much to my surprise.
6. I actually fell 20 feet at one point through a shoddy football stadium onto concrete. I basically slipped on nachos and went through an opening. Nowadays I know that people can survive that, but in my head as I was falling, everything was in slow motion and I thought “Man… This is a really stupid way to die”
7. I was about 10 years old and down at the beach with my brothers. The waves coming in were pretty decent, 2 foot at shore, 3 or 4 foot further out. My brothers were good swimmers so they headed straight out to the back with their surfboards. I was stuck on the 2 footers with a scrappy foam rectangle board.
I decided to try a bigger wave and instant regret set in. The board flipped forward knocking me off and the water was no longer shallow enough for my feet to touch the bottom. I tried making my way to shore but the water was pulling me back. Every time I surfaced I was met with a wave to the face and a mouthful of seawater. Every time I went under all I could hear was the peaceful blooblybloop sound you hear when cameras go under water with microphones. I was in full panic mode and was sure I would drown until I felt something under me pushing me to the surface. I couldn’t think and was still in survival mode clawing upwards to keep my head above water. As this thing under me kept pushing, I realized I was moving closer to the shore and suddenly the giant waves were now 2 footers again. That’s when I planted my feet into the sand and bolted to the shore crying my eyes out.
Turns out the thing under me was my brothers friend who had been at the beach. He told me he was under me trying to put me on his shoulders and my kicking made it much harder for him. He was only 2 years older than me but God damn of he hadn’t been there, I wouldn’t be here today probably.
8. Had a really shitty boyfriend in college start hitting me around the neck and head with a cat scratching post, the kind that’s just a pole on a heavy base. I remember hoping that he would at least call the police so that my mom would know what happened to me, and being scared that he would bury somewhere and lie about it so they would never find me. Then I blacked out and woke up in the shower. He tried to convince me that I had slipped and fallen.
9. I was ten minutes into a three-hour flight and seated in the back row next to the toilet. There was a huge bang, the lights in the cabin flickered and dimmed, the plane wobbled hard in the air, I could smell smoke instantly, and a near-deafening bad engine sound started up. I looked over at the flight attendant who was still strapped to the fold-down seat right next to me. She has a look of pure terror on her face. That’s when I knew I was going to die.
I was profoundly pissed off. I thought ‘Fuck – this is how I go – now?!’ I thought about all of the crap I made it through in life and really regretted that I wouldn’t get to continue that progress. I was mad that I was going to die when travelling for work. I thought about trying to text the people I love, but didn’t want to mess with the navigation systems of the plane in case there was some way we could survive.
We had lost an engine because we struck a goose. The plane turned around and returned to the airport easily and safely, as we still had three of four engines.
10. In January of 2015, I got caught on a burning public transit train. The fuse on the track had burnt out and we were waiting for the train to get power again so we could get moving. Then the whole thing suddenly went up in flames.
Everyone was panicking, but I remember sitting there thinking “I guess this is how I go.” Totally calm, absolute peace. It was in that moment that 18-year-old me was 100% okay with dying.
Someone managed to pry open an emergency exit and then the adrenaline kicked in, so I got out without any injuries, but looking back, I’m still a bit shaken by my response to the whole thing.
11. Thanksgiving dinner about 3 years ago I didn’t chew my food thoroughly enough from the excitement. Swallowed too big of a piece of meat and it got stuck. You don’t know its really stuck at first. I tried drinking water and the water was also stuck in my throat. Big “OH SHIT” moment. I get up while no one noticed and the water sorta spilled out of my throat on the way to the bathroom. Why I didn’t tell anyone or went somewhere by myself was beyond me as I wasn’t thinking straight. I tried sticking my fingers down my throat, hitting my chest, etc. and people started noticing. At this point, I’m like shit I can’t breathe, wtf, I’m going to die like this? Panic mode from everyone and I started losing my vision. Miraculously my girls uncle knew the Heimlich maneuver somehow and saved me. All the blood vessels around my eyes bursted, I looked like an owl. Good times at thanksgivings.
12. I was taken to hospital for extremely low blood pressure. The only thing I could think of was “wow, this is peaceful”. Had no idea how close to death I was at the time – ER doc later told me that if I had waited 20 minutes to come to the ER I would not have survived.
13. Relief. Comfort. I was happy. I tried to kill myself. I knew I was going to die. I knew it was over. What I didn’t know is that someone would find me soon enough that the doctors were able to bring me back after my heart and breathing stopped. I’m glad they found me. I’m glad I’m alive. Over 4 years suicide attempt free.
14. This is really going to hurt.
Nearly got burnt over when fighting a wild land fire back in 2012.
What happened was a flame front a few miles wide and a few draws away had enough wind and speed behind it that it closed that distance faster than we had anticipated. Essentially we got smoked out, had spot fires blowing up all around us, and hundred foot flame lengths coming out of the timber. Luckily we were able to find defensible spot to hold out on and wait a few hours for our exit route to stop being on fire.
Probably my closest call with burning to death.
15. I wanted my gilfriend at the time to know that I loved her so I kept asking for a piece of paper and a pen. I Was lying in the street with broken bones everywhere in complete agony, and all I Wanted to do was write down that I loved my girlfriend so she would know she was the last thing I was thinking of before i died. I was also thinking about how little I had done with my life.
16. “Man I’m so stupid”
Trying to save a drowning woman. She was big and panicking so she was pushing me down trying to keep herself above water. After struggling for quite a while I started to go under the water. All I thought about was my three young kids at home aren’t going to have a dad and I feel so foolish trying to save this lady. Weirdest feeling. I swam to the surface and we made one last push for the shore. Someone caught us halfway back, we both made it and I laid on the shore and vomited.
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