greenmangostudio

I have been a little insecure about where I am from because in the past kids were mean to me about it. So, since I started college, I have been lying to some people about being from the same town as our school. One of those people is my boyfriend. I have lied to him about being from here, about my real name, and about growing up in the state, as well as living on my own. None of this is really true, I am an international student who lives my mom when not here studying, but I did not want him to know that for now. I messed up today, because normally I use the account with my fake name to interact with my boyfriend, but today when he sent me a document to look at, I accidentally requested access using my real name. This confused my boyfriend, and he ended up finding my real social media profiles. He has been confronting me about it, and I have been trying to lie to get him off my scent. I have been telling him that it is a fake account someone made to troll me, and that I am very mad a...

This happened in my first month of the first year of secondary school (it happened a long time ago). It was a new school for me, the seats made my butt hurt and I was on my period. I remember that day I decided to wear lycra shorts (very slippery on the inside but fluffy on the outside because of the classroom seats), and at one point in class I asked the teacher to go to the bathroom. She told me to go during break, and I SERIOUSLY WANTED TO GO TO THE BATHROOM. During break, I ran to the bathroom and felt my sanitary pad slipping out of my shorts. In my imagination, I made it to the bathroom in time, but when I checked properly, my sanitary pad was no longer there. I literally tried to take off all my clothes to look for it, but I didn't find it. When I came out of the bathroom, I was surprised to find my sanitary pad right outside the bathroom where I was ☠️ There were several girls putting on makeup around, and I just left with shame so as not to draw attention. It was the most ...

I will put a picture in the comments so you understand. Ok 29M and I’ll give you the long-short of it. I was trying to make a friend laugh via FaceTime and I have a bit (I know) where I step into this step ladder and like squeeze it up and wear it as a skirt. It’s stupid, but I am stupid, and it makes her laugh. All right well idk what’s happened the past months with my diet, but once I got the stupid ladder on, I couldn’t get it off. She is dyingggg laughing. And I am freaking out, like no matter how hard I push this step ladder is stuck on my waist. I’m claustrophobic- maybe not as much as the worst guy but it still gets me. So I start crying, saying I can’t get it off, working at it fruitlessly with tools and lotion and… eventually, using my taxpayer dollars, I get the step ladder off my badonk. My friend seems to think it’s the funniest thing ever and she’s told people, like mutual friends, and I’ve already had people texting me about the step ladder incident. I mean I was st...

I had an Amazon return and stopped at one of those lockers inside a grocery store on my way home. The locker opened, I had my phone in one hand and the box in the other, so I put my keys down inside the compartment for literally two seconds while I scanned everything. Put the box in, closed the door, return confirmed. Then I reached into my pocket for my keys. I just stared at the locker. My car key and apartment key were sitting inside the compartment I had just permanently closed. I asked an employee if they could open it and apparently the store has zero control over the Amazon lockers. Called Amazon and after getting transferred around I was told they couldn't remotely reopen a completed return either. So my keys were now sitting inside a metal box waiting to be collected with a phone case I didn't want anymore. I had to Uber home, get my spare apartment key from my sister, grab my spare car key, Uber back and leave a note with the store in case the Amazon d...

Obligatory 'this happened a few years ago' when I first moved into my new house, but I just thought about it today and realized how dumb it was. It had been a few months in my new house, I live alone, but my parents come by every so often to help me with some house stuff, painting, gardening, that kind of thing. One day we're working outside and suddenly I notice something odd. A clear smell of what reminds me of methane gas, or some sort of gas. I ask my parents to come over to the side of my house and see if they smell anything. They instantly notice it too. I did recently have some plumbing work done where they had to reroute piping under the house due to roots and old pipes, so I was concerned something could have happened with a gas line. I decide to call the gas company out, and within the hour a guy is in my yard with a gas detecting device. It's not picking anything up, but he also smells gas on one side of my house. We are walking all round it, pinpoint...

I M17, plastered a massive one square meter schlong onto my brothers wall today. For revenge. Last week I woke up from a nice, calming dream and opened my eyes to see an A4 peice of paper taped on my roof that said “Fck you.” directly above my head. there was no reason behind it. When I confronted my brother about it his reasoning was that he was bored. I thought it ended at that, so I got my brother back by putting saran wrap around his door and I made paper chains with little insults written on each loop and I taped that to his roof. He simply laughed and asked if I “found them yet?” I was confused what he meant by that but he wouldn’t say anything else so I left it at that. A few days later. At 12:00 at night, a poster from my wall falls to the ground, and behind the poster is a note tapped to my wall. (Crazy coincidence, it’s like my bedroom purposefully uncovered the note) The note had “tickle my urethra.” Written on it. I then decided to check behind a poster next to it to see ...