<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"  xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><atom:link href="www.brevebox.com/feed/rss.ashx?cat=Others" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" /><copyright>Breve Box</copyright><language>en-us</language><title>BreveBox</title><link>http://www.brevebox.com</link><lastBuildDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2010 10:45:38 GMT</lastBuildDate><category>share, solve, confession, problem, help</category><description>Express Yourself</description><ttl>30</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[ My step father beat me for 13 years, i hated him he me, but for years he beat me burnt me smashed my face ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=736</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=736</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=736</guid><description><![CDATA[  have all the scars on my face body and in my heart, he threw me downstairs and at 13 i was taken off him, now a grown up, a old grown up, a few monthes ago i was driving along and saw a man by the side of the road it was obvious he was in trouble so i slowed down to take him to the hospital however..............as i got nerer i saw it was my step father so i just drove on saying something like rot in hell (and a swear word) and i smiled right into his face, he saw me,

well i got home felt a <P><I>1 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2010 07:21:20 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ "what the fuck" ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=712</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=712</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=712</guid><description><![CDATA[ I am always doing things that will make people wonder "what the fuck'

For instance this morning at hockey I took a couple of ketchup packages and squirted them on some toilet paper in teh bathroom arena and didnt flush. The next person is going to wonder what the fuck is wrong with someone.
Whenever I am at someones house I move shit around when no-one is looking. I will take a vase and put it on top of a shelf or substitute all of the spoons with the knives. I always make a point of hiding <P><I>5 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 05:05:52 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ I really ... ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=695</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=695</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=695</guid><description><![CDATA[ I really want to watch a girl pee her panties.:D<P><I>0 Comments | 1 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 06:48:54 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ Money  ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=693</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=693</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=693</guid><description><![CDATA[ When I was in College, I was working for a man that owned his own business. I stole money from him for a couple of years, mostly through working the books in my favor, but sometimes when I was short on money I would just take it from the til and blame it on someone else making a mistake. I don't think that he ever knew, but I'm sure that he suspected me. I wish that I could have given him some money to make up for it, but he closed his shop and I'm not sure if he's still in the town or not.<P><I>1 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 06:43:43 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ weird  ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=690</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=690</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=690</guid><description><![CDATA[ I am 28 and have to wear nappies/diapers because of medical problems, but what is really weird is that I kinda like it!<P><I>2 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 16:32:13 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ sudden urge ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=686</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=686</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=686</guid><description><![CDATA[ I've had the sudden urge to drink my own piss so this morning after I was done peeing, I grabbed a cup scooped it out and drank it. It didn't taste as good as I thought it would though.
Worst thing is that I think my little sister saw me scoop it out and drink it 'cause she keeps making comments about people drinking piss and stuff.
I'm so embarassed![blush]<P><I>2 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 20:26:11 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ ola buenos dias ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=681</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=681</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=681</guid><description><![CDATA[ - buenos aires
WTF is this for... ;)<P><I>1 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 03:59:31 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ crush ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=623</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=623</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=623</guid><description><![CDATA[ I'm a girl who has a HUGE crush on another girl. She's popular and to me, perfect (well, almost since I believe true perfection doesn't exist). I'm in a few of her classes, but she barely knows I'm alive. I'm 100% sure she won't return the affection. I'm stuck. Help?<P><I>0 Comments | 2 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 17:42:46 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ yo who am i? ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=617</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=617</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=617</guid><description><![CDATA[ Yo, i dont know who I am. I am a young teenage girl who never quite had a lot of guy friends. My family and friends always told me to make more, as my mother always says I shouldn't be friends with only girls. Now I am attending an all-girls school, and lately I've been feeling different around this one girl. I'm not entirely sure if I like her in a crush- like way, but when I'm around her I act very much like I do if I'm around a cute guy or a guy I really like. She is not my friend, but we're <P><I>0 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 18:41:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ Thank you for the help for my troubles ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=490</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=490</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=490</guid><description><![CDATA[ Hey guys, great site... thank you for the help for my troubles that you sent to me... They really helped. Thank you and wish you the best.<P><I>0 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 10:14:25 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>