I have been working shit ass jobs for my whole life, so I have always smoked pot to go along with those shit jobs. Finally, i am 30 and I was up for a real job with real benefits and an actual fucking livable wage...but with a catch.  There was to be a drug test.  Quit smoking weed?  Hell no!  Took a bottle of clean piss from a friend in to the lab place, poured it in the cup, and left.  I was nervous, but I passed.  My new life starts tomorrow.  Fuck You, Big Brother; for I have beaten the system.

I was having lunch with a friend and she mentions something about Obama being Muslim.  "I really think he's Muslim" she says.  I could just look at her, waiting for her to make her point.  She didn't. That was her point.  I never responded.

Who cares? The mans name is Barack Hussein Obama! Ya, he's most likely Muslim, or at least the people who named him were.  Why does that matter? Oh, because Christianity is the only religion that's real? Seriously? No wonder people hate America.  So many of us are ignorant, intolerant, bigots.

You know what guys?  I heard Bush is a christian.  Oh my god, right!?

A woman in my office told me she is 4 months pregnant. She has always been so straight laced. Miss Prim and Proper. As she was telling me this, I was picturing her laying in bed with her legs spread, her husband banging her pussy until he came inside her. Whoa. I never ever considered her as having sex before. How weird that women announce they are pregnant because what they are saying is, yes, I got naked, spread my legs and let him inside my private parts. Might be too much info for me.

My nephew keeps asking me what is my hangup that I don't like interleague play. (MLB)

Seriously! I'm still pissed off about the AL adopting the DH!

God, I'm so old.

Why do we not hear from the less fundamental Muslims when a soldier is beheaded in the streets of  London ? Why are they silent? Is it beacause they agree with these lunatics action? It seems to be the case.
I remember how the Muslims were dancing in Atlantic Ave Brooklyn on 9/11 ,watching the Twin Towers fall.
The western world better wake up. It is the local guys now coming after us .Look what happened in Boston....Americans better wake up.

self harm is my escape.

i'm not going to be the fallback friend any more. this ends...now.

Please, before leaving the shower in the morning, kindly remove your pubic hair from the soap!

My wife has told me she wants to sleep with one of her female friends (she refuses to specify which one). This wasn't really a surprise. I knew before we were married she slept with her best friend of many years. She described it as "experimenting". Nothing ever came of it. But now she wants to try again. I know this is every guy's fantasy, but I'm not sure I like the idea. For one thing, she wants to do it without me being there. She says it's a private moment. She doesn't want me gawking at them. But more importantly, she's married to me. That comes with a commitment. You can't run off and sleep with someone else. It doesn't work that way anymore. I don't care if the partner is male or female. I'd feel hurt and wounded if she slept with someone else. I'm not sure what to do. I'm afraid if I draw a line in the sand, she'll go and do it anyway without my knowledge or consent. That would be even worse. Sometimes fantasy should stay as fantasy and never enter the real world.

Money is wasted on me. I have a lot of it. But I drive an old car. I like my old car. It still works. And if it gets a ding, I don't care. No anxiety. Why buy a new one?

I eat very cheap meals. I like hotdogs. I could afford the fanciest restaurants, but I make myself hotdogs. They taste good. Why would I trade that in for lobster. Hot dogs taste better.

I don't like to go on vacation. Why would I go away and sleep in a hotel where other people were sleeping the night before. That's one of the most disgusting ideas I've ever heard. I don't go away. I sleep in my own bed every night.

Funny how that works out. I have a lot of money, but don't use it.

I don't want anything else in life but a woman that will love me back and have my family, cause nothing else has made me happy.

The things people say when a loved one is seriously Ill can be so hurtful. Today, some girls at my work asked me about my boyfriend who has been hospitalized with Crohn's disease symptoms. One said, "is he actually sick, or is he just not taking care of himself?" And another commented, "maybe he needs some gluten" after I explained that his red blood cell count was low and he needed a blood transfusion. He is allergic to wheat. One td me she saved her baby's cord blood cells which "he could use." Wtf?? And these are people who work with children with developmental disabilities. How could someone who supposedly understands individual differences be so ignorant? I want to punch them both in the vagina. How is it ever appropriate to say these things? So insensitive :( I couldn't even tell him because I know it would hurt him so much.

I may have a strong and happy marriage, but I am a failure at everything else.

"We're going to make you pretty."

Worst thing my boyfriend could say to me... a woman who has had self esteem issues and has never felt pretty in her life.

Thanks, asshole.

I'm in my late 20s and in my first relationship. I've always been a really driven, levelheaded person, so I was never really looking until now and have learned from my friends' stupid relationships. This guy is great, we've been going out for several months, and I could picture myself married to him. He respects me, and I respect him. I told him early on that I wasn't having sex until marriage, and he was ok with that. However, we've progressed in our intimacy, and I think we both want to have sex. I mainly wanted to abstain because I didn't want things to become complicated, not because of some religious reason or anything. I don't want to lose my integrity by not following through with what I said initially, but we both really want to. If I say something, I know this will become Pandora's box. I wish I had a crystal ball to see in the future.

Don't forget to change your ATM password and your email password.  I've been taking money from you for almost a year and deleting emails i dont think you need to read. Thanks for the money and the laughs!

I know I'm not ugly on the outside cause a girl just texted me I was cute yesterday, I'm really ugly on the inside. Sure, I lift weights and play guitar and piano and all other sorts of instruments and work on cars and study hard and know a lot about history and other stuff, but I'm just ugly inside.
I've asked over 10 girls out to lunch and the one that said yes cancelled cause her friend wanted to have lunch with her that day. I've destroyed my social life at the high school with all girls cause I can't keep my libido at a manageable level and I keep paying the price for it over and over every day. Life sucks if nobody will come near you no matter how good you look or hard you try. I wish I could be with Amy, she didn't mind the real me.

No, Dad. I actually don't miss living in Chicago. I don't miss the air pollution that makes living with my asthma a thousand times harder. I don't miss the traffic and the two hour commutes home. I don't miss the insanely high cost of living. I especially don't miss living with the majority of my paternal family and all of their ridiculous drama. I don't miss this crap, Dad. So when you come visit this weekend, do me a favor and stop asking when I'm coming back. The honest answer that I'll never give you is "never, if I can avoid it."

How are computers and software programs released to the public with so many glaring bugs? I can't believe I pay money for some of this crap.

I know someone who recently received a PhD. Oh my God, what a scam. How could this nitwit get a PhD? He is so full of nothing. Everything he has ever said is awkwardly worded and lacking in common sense. And his emails are filled with typos. I'm horrified at the state of education here in America when anyone willing to pay the money can get a PhD and put Dr. in front of his name.

i'm making the conscious decision to no longer extend my efforts in connecting with my "friends" and I refuse to create a facebook account to keep in touch, all without a real human aspect.
it seems when i did communicate with my "friends" via social networking, it was always all about them. it's about their lives, and they don't have any interest in asking what's going on in yours, unless it's to compare and contrast in a competitive manner.
i'm finished with that. i require real human interaction and will settle for nothing less.
i called my sister in law (and alleged friend) this morning and as usual, there's never an answer. text the woman and she's quick to respond. that requires little effort, right?
i know to expect tears and crying if she's the one calling me. because that's about her.
one of my oldest friends hasn't called in months since i decidedly quit trying to get through to her. never an answer, never a real voice. text however, the same thing! i get a response.
my sister is the same way. all of them.
it's as though people have been replaced with zombies or robots.
i'm completely exhausted with being in public and seeing folks sitting around on dates or with family and every one is on their individual cell phones. there's no communication...there's no real friendship.
so i guess i have no friends. if that's what relationships have evolved into then being friendless and isolated is just alright with me.

I long for a male friend. A really good one. To laugh with, walk with, cook with and play with. I long to be cuddled and held, I love the smell of a man and the strength you feel when in their arms.

Sure I love sex and having a boyfriend, but I just know how crazy and complicated romantic relationships are..

I genuinely would love to be held, at this point I'm getting pretty good at taking care of my other needs myself.

A man to help you carry something heavy or fix things around the house, who I could cook for and cuddle and laugh with..

I wonder if people out there have this without complicating it with SEX..

If my wife takes our child to a play date with a stay at home dad, I check her panties when she gets home. There have been spankings as a result. She encourages it.

So tired of being solicited for every disaster,
And animal surgery. When I needed help all the
Resources I needed were unable to help. I wonder
How much money actually goes to the people in need
And how much lines some losers pockets.

I'm the ugly girl with the amazing body. Every guy wants to fuck me...at least once. They all tell me how sexy I am, how hot I am...I get chased by guys half my age. But they don't want to be seen in public with me. They never ask me out on a date...they just want sex. It's been like this for over 20 years. I'm used to it now...I don't care anymore. Men are useless pieces of shit anyways. So now I play the game. I flirt, I tease...I lead them on. I use them & dump them. I live to crush their egos. I love cutting them down...telling them their dicks are too small or that they suck in bed. I leave them with their jaws dropped wondering what's wrong with them. I make sure they get busted for trying to cheat on their wives & girlfriends. I go out of my way to fuck up their lives in any way I can. You think you're better than me? You can just use me? You're doing me a favor fucking me? Think again assholes. Treat me like a piece of ass, and your worst nightmare is about to come true. Careful who you mess with little boys. I'm not the only woman out there fed up with you. Karma IS a bitch... THIS bitch.

When I was in 6th grade, we moved to a new town. Ug, what a bad time to move. All the other boys had their friends lined up. I was instantly the outsider and the perfect target to be bullied. The kids would taunt me on the playground and wouldn't let me play games. In the lunchroom they kept shooing me away from every table where I tried to sit until eventually the lunch monitor allowed me to sit each day at a tiny table in the corner all by myself. I wasn't a bad kid. I wasn't a weird kid. I got along really well with everyone in my last school. I knew I was the target only because I was new. It was frustrating and I'll admit, it was hurtful, but there was nothing I could do except grit my teeth and try to ignore it.

But one day, towards the end of the school year, we had to do a science project with a partner. We had to write a report about communicable diseases - colds, flus, and how you get them by touching, coughing, sneezing - that sort of thing. The teacher teamed us up and then we were to go sit next to our partner. My partner was Kenny, he was one of the more vocal bullies. I dutifully went over to his desk and stood there while we started on the project. The seat next to him was empty. It belonged to Mary Macnamara. She was the smartest girl in the class. She was off sitting next to her partner. In fact, everyone was off sitting somewhere, except me. I knew better. I knew if I sat down in someone else's chair, Kenny would start making rude comments that I was giving him a communicable disease or something. So I just stood there.

The teacher came by and suggested I sit. I said no, it was okay, I'd rather stand. I wouldn't rather stand, but it wasn't worth the angst of potential bullying, so there I stood.

A few minutes later, Mary MacNamara came over to get a colored pencil out of her desk. She started to walk away again when she turned and looked at me uncomfortably swaying from one foot to the other. She stared for a few seconds, then said with the most compassionate and gentle voice, “You know...... you can sit in my seat if you want. It's okay.”

I was shocked. This was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me for the entire year. I could tell from her warm tone that she actually meant it. It wasn't a trick or anything. She was actually being kind.

So I sat there for the hour, still anxious that someone would say something, but relieved at least to be sitting. When project time was over, I tore a little piece of paper out of my notebook and wrote “Thank you” on it. I left it on Mary's desk before heading back to my own seat.

After lunch, I found a small note on my seat. “You are welcome!”

I looked over at Mary. She had this gracious smile on her face. Her head was slightly tilted and she was nodding at me. In that simple glance, I knew she understood what I had been going through. I almost wanted to cry. Finally, someone realized how hard this year had been for me. With her simple kindness, she saved me.

For the next few weeks before school ended for the year, Mary came over to me and started conversations. She asked how I did on the math test. She asked what I was doing over the summer. My gosh, what was this? She was like a friend! A real friend!

The summer passed. I didn't have to see the bullies everyday, which was great. And when 7th grade started, which was Middle School and a combination of three elementary schools, the bullies forgot about me. I guess they had their own worries because they themselves were new to the building and new to most of the other students.

But a terrible thing. Mary MacNamara was nowhere to be found. I was told her family moved away to Pennsylvania over the summer. Oh no. How could this be? The one person who was kind to me was gone. Was she getting bullied in her new school? Oh how I wished I could be there to help her.

But I never found out anymore.

I'm much older now. And to this day I'm left wondering about her. It was a simple, seemingly meaningless sharing of her desk chair. But in the context of that moment, it was the kindest thing anyone had ever done for me.

I'm a very normal sane person as an adult. Some would say I've done very well in life. (I run a large company.) I hear people comment on how I'm successful, while still always being kind to others. Like how I always take time out when I see an employee who doesn't seem to be fitting in. I'll sit with him in plain view of everyone else. I'll ask him about his life. I'll come back day after day to give him a warm handshake and ask how he's doing. I want the other employees to know I think the fellow is a good guy. And it works. Everyone else starts including him in the company's culture. This is important to me. This is very important to me. I want everyone to feel like they belong.

That's the Mary in me coming out. She touched me. And all these years later I'm trying to share that incredible feeling. So thank you Mary Macnamara. I wish I knew how to find you. You probably don't even remember me. But you changed my life, and consequently, you changed many lives. Kindness, as it turns out, is a communicable disease.

Say, wanna have some fun? Post a picture of yourself holding a sign with a secret on it. Don't want to show your face? That's okay. Feel free to be creative, show your fingers or toes or elbows. Racy is even okay. Just as long as it is a picture with a secret.

Come on give it a try. It would be fun.

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I want you and need you back into my life.  I just want you to be sober so we can move on and live our life like it is suppose to be.  You are my other half and I still believe that everyday.  I love you, I want you, you complete me.  Its time to move on with our lives.  Are you wanting the same thing too?  Lets put everything behind us and become one again.  Gawd, I miss you so much.  Your touch, your words, your love, everything. I miss everything... Come back to me and complete me.

Like everyone else, I watched in disbelief as the London psycho attacker waved his bloody hands around spewing Islamic hate. But what totally disgusted me was then a woman walked by, and all she did was duck the camera. Never looked at the hacked-up corpse in the street, never showed any expression at all. Is that what Islam does to you? Make you just not care when someone butchers people in the street and films a video with the blood running along the gutter?

Oh, wait, she's a Muslim WOMAN. She's probably afraid if she dares to lift her eyes they'll come for her next.

After 3 sons my husband and I desperately wanted a daughter. So, after timing it out, I purposefully seduced my best friends husband (they have 4 daughters). And today on the ultrasound, It's a girl. :) Sex wasent bad either and my husband is non the wiser, and thrilled.

I don't think I can handle another night of drinking/smoking.  I'm ready to stop again.  I need to have that, very sober, I feel healthy feeling back.

I know this girl who is a total slut. Whenever I am bored I call her and she comes over and we fuck. She will do pretty much anything, she's a total pig....in the ass, cum on her face, everything. The problem is...she SUCKS at it. She lets me do it all and pretends to be into it but she's really bad. And she thinks she is great. It's REALLY frustrating. She can never make me cum and I end up jerking off on her. It's almost not worth calling her.

I heard that protesters in England are gathering to defend the citizens from Islamic radicals in the wake of a brutal machete attack. Good! Radical Islam is a threat to each and every Westerner. Not the regular old Mohammed Schmo, who is trying to mind his own business and take care of his kids, mind you. He's not the problem. It's the extremists that we have to worry about. They won't stop until we're all dead, yet people are walking around like it isn't a problem. Wake up folks, they're coming for us! You'll fight back when your loved ones are dead, or at least I really hope so.

I act like a slut. Most people don't realize because I usually sound like I'm joking. But honestly, if someone asked me to take off my clothes for them I'd do it. I'd let them touch me. Hell...I'd probably let them have sex with me.

It's more fun to be the slut by choice.

My ex friend called me. I was mad at first. But I decided to go hang with him anyways. My ex was their too. When I got their I didn't say anything to my ex since I didn't want to talk to him. I talk to his friend and he got mad. I don't know why but my ex keeps telling me lies and I'm tired of it. He thought I slept with one of his friends and got mad. He grab my hair cuz I called him his friend's name. He is so abusive. He thinks that being a man is controlling and beating up women. I should of called the cops on him because he grab me a bruised lip that looked blue for about a week. I hate him. But I love him too. Someone who died who I loved ever much and I took that love and put it into him. I hear he is getting married but I know he still thinks about me. I hope I haunt his thoughts. He haunts mine for the way he puts his hands on me.

Ironically, I have floss stuck in my teeth and nothing I do will get it out.  Not food, FLOSS.  I didn't know this was even possible but it just made it to the top of my pet-peeves list.

JC, I'd loveeeee to hear from you.

KP

i know i'm sick. what's your excuse?

if there anyone out there who has their career down but is lonely as heck?

Jealous much? Wow.

Maybe you're the only one who can't see it.

Denial is ahhhmazing.

My entire life is now about being the support staff for my children. This wasn't the plan. I was going to conquer the world, not drive a 10 year old to soccer practice.

My feelings became real, but at first, I had only asked him out because I hoped it would help me get over someone else. Now, he's my ex, and I'm haunted by them both. I wish I were less selfish, or less chubby, or less insecure, or less whatever it is that causes the men I want to leave me.

I haven't had sex with another human being in 10 years. I feel worried that I never will again. And I fear even more so that I will never be made love to, told I'm beautiful and caressed with sincerity. I fear I'm going to die alone, or end up married to someone I settled on instead of loved from my heart. I fear I'll never bear children. I fear I will become the cat-lady, even though I'm desperately allergic to them. It's foolish, but it seems more and more likely with each failed relationship.

I'm in love with a man I will never see again. I think of him everyday, especially at night as I drift off to sleep. Somehow this brings me comfort.

Have to decided to cut the friends I have been hanging out with.  They are the problem, not me.  I need to find more supportive people, and not these freaks.

Social anxiety sucks. I just want to go out and have a good time like my friends do without having an anxiety attack and wanting to leave. I'm 25, and I can't even enjoy it :(

The unthinkable has happened. Take the step.

So depressing to see high school girls dressed up in their sports uniforms, be it cheerleading, or field hockey, or lacrosse. There's this look they adopt. Sort up stuck up. Like look at me, I'm special, I'm on a sports team and you aren't. I'm better than you....

I hate it. But then I remember, these are the same girls who have no academic skills and will probably be pregnant within a year.

I'd love to see you wearing that cheerleading outfit with a fat protruding pregnant belly. LOL!

Losers! Get a life, something other than sports, sports, sports.

My feelings are just invalid. Whenever I try to talk to you, I'm just being overemotional and you come up with stuff to make me feel like I'm stupid for bringing it up.
Thanks mom

Both Oklahoma Senators voted not to give federal aid money to the Northeast after Hurricane Sandy.

God was obviously watching you Oklahoma.

I once thought I was gay. I was staying as a guest in a beach house where everyone else was gay.

The feeling lasted for about four hours.  

You can do a lot in four hours.

I wish I knew for sure.
I wish there was some certainty.
But there seems to only be nothing.

Have you done the unthinkable? I would like to think no but there just no telling anymore.

I will always love you.
I will always want you.
I will always be yours...
Even if you aren't mine.

S - The doors are open.  No need to be scared. Make the step.  My heart still loves you.

Bible thumpers, mortgages, uptight spouses, depression, misery, alcoholism, shitty employers. doubt, fear , hate, poor health- All that shit, I am SO DONE with it!  I am glad I'm not on that treadmill anymore.

If it ain't doing it for you, get the hell out and get off!

So, on your wedding anniversary you post a picture of...yourself? Speaks volumes, really. Oddly enough, it makes me feel strangely happy. Thanks for that.

I'm growing weary of all the bad breaks I've had recently. How many times does one have to prove themselves? Sometimes I wish I had a job waiting tables and living in a shitty apartment somewhere. $250k a year and a big corporate job will suck the life right out of you. I don't even know who I am anymore....

I have a small blemish under my left breast that looks like a freckle - but it's actually an underdeveloped nipple!!! SHHH!!! (-:

I'm moving over half way across the country to escape East TN. I'm moving with my fiance, my pet bunny, and the car. Nothing else. Kinda got a job lined up...food service is always and easy rehire...but...I'm not afraid.

I'm thrilled. I'm taking this big risk and you know what? ITS GONNA BE FUCKING FUN!

I even dyed my hair red/pink and just....BRING IT!

After 22 years in bible belt hell I'm moving to Garden of the Gods Colorado....Pot is supposedly street legal but frowned upon, my dad always talked about living out there before he died...and...I've got a baby on the way....

People asked..."Aren't you afraid? you'll have no one to fall back on." they act like I have people to fall back on here. >.>

Seriously people....Its a fresh start...this is America...I can do this here. I'm so...lucky to be born in such a place where I can on whim...pack my shit and start over.

Yes. This is my next adventure...Wish me luck...

-Escaping the bible belt, hell, hate, an abusive family and looking forward.

Want to be successful at work and eventually be promoted to run the company? Here's what I learned:

* Make of point of remembering a person's name when you are first introduced. Use the name when taking to the person.

* Always talk calmly. Act like you are a rock and nothing bothers you.

* Watch a sports game every weekend so you can talk about it during the week with your work colleagues.

* Always come in 10 minutes early. It shows you take work seriously. But interestingly enough, never stay late.  Staying late is for the geeky computer nerds.

* Pat people on the shoulder as you walk by. Not all the time, but enough to show you are human.

* Always be kind to the secretaries and buy them flowers  on their birthdays.

* Learn a few dirty jokes to tell at the annual Christmas party.

That's it. That's the magic formula that leads to success in the workplace.

Signed,

Guy who made it into the corner office

Taking care of a house is a full time job. If I had a chance to do it over again, I'd move into a condo.

God was sending a message to the bible belt Christians of Oklahoma. Change your ways you fucking uber church-going gun-loving nut jobs.

We have a bathroom in our mudroom. Before we go somewhere in the car, I tell everyone to go to the bathroom so we don't have to make pit stops on the road. The kids dutifully oblige. They each go into the bathroom one at a time, close the door, and take care of business. My wife does too, but slightly differently. She is still talking to the kids and telling them to get on their sneakers or sweaters or whatever, so when she goes into the mudroom bathroom, she leaves the door open. She sits there in full view of everyone while barking out orders. And the way the john is situated, we can see her shorts and undies around her knees, and her naked flesh right up to her hip. You want really weird? Sometimes her sister and her family are over and we are going out somewhere together and my wife is sitting there exposed and peeing in front of her nephew (15 years old) and brother in law. And when she is done, she stands up and everyone can see my wife's bush as she pulls her undies back up. There's something so wrong about this, but when I bring it up later my wife brushes it off saying it's nothing and she is just peeing. Yes, she's odd.

I think Sergio Garcia should be banned from pro-golf. Any thing short of that tells me golf culture is filled with racism. I'm going to make a point not to purchase any items from sponsors of golf events.

the past 2 nights in a row, i've dreamt about HIM. i'm always cautious, even in a dream. how silly. in my dream, i can do whatever i want with him and it would probably give me a wet dream if my mind would allow it.
in reality i've got too spectacular a conscience to allow myself to even communicate with him now. perhaps if my husband gave me even the tiniest scrap of attention, i wouldn't have dreams every fucking night about this man i cannot name, the man that i can't seem to forget...who desires me more than any man ever has.

Got drunk tonight and let someone else finger me. I don't really feel guilty about it...cause it just made me want you more.  And hey, now I know I might be up for that threesome if I'm really drunk...so I guess it all worked out in your favor strangely enough.

phone a LAWYER, not the police.

Five years. Five years? Yes, five years, this week.

I wish me of now could go back to me of then and say, "don't worry, you're eventually going to get everything you ever wanted." Because, deserving or not... I did. And it only took me five years.

I have very little sympathy for the people of Oklahoma.  There have been so many tragedies in so many different states it's hard to keep track anymore.  Between school shootings and bombings and natural disasters it's hard to care anymore.  they all blend together. The people of Oklahoma voted not to help the people of hurricane Sandy. I'm voting not to help anyone. Save yourself.

my husband cheated on me about a month ago. he turns into a whiny bitch whenever i bring it up. i don't even mean to be cruel about it -- he'll just mention going out with his buddies and i'll give him the 'be careful' look and he'll just get all mopy like i slapped him across the face.
well, if you hadn't totally lost my trust, this wouldn't be a damn issue, would it!

As a young married woman it makes me angry when I see people change their last name on face book or list their status as married when they know the man they are with has not and probably will not marry them. I find it sickening and disrespectful. Not only does it make me feel bad for the girl but it makes me want to shake them and tell them to wake the hell up!

Never marry a know-it-all. UNBEARABLE!!!

(I'm the husband. It's my wife who speaks as if she knows all. She has no friends. No one can stand her. What was I thinking when I married her?)

I could really use a do-over.

I still love you....I always will....but I really don't think you loved me....you came back into my life...found me...screwed up my life and left me....what am I suppose to do now?....love you forever?.....I think it would be easier to hate you.....I think that is what I have to do John...not forgive you for coming back into my life...making me remember how it was between us...the passion....the connection...how good we were in bed....you suck for making me remember...making me know again how I love the way you make love to me.......and all the while you knew you were never going to leave your wife...you knew.....

and immediately you assume i was talking about you? my! what an ego!

I'll always admire you. I'll always respect you, despite the fact that you're not the kindest person you say you are. I see more to you than anyone else, I can bet that more than anything. But because we'll never be together, all I can say is I wish the best for you.

when people tell me to gain 10 lbs, i get a little angry. i'm slim, im not wafer thin. i'm not going to gain 10 lbs just so that you feel better about yourself and make me feel "normal". i am normal.

when you have a connection that digs into your earth and entwines in your roots, how can that compare to the surface and to those who know nothing of those depths

A class reunion this year?  Seriously??  Guys, you're wasting your time - it's the 21st century & the Internet Age.  And the people who we'd really like to show up want nothing to do with us, whether or not they have money, whether or not they're still raising kids.

Time to move on ...

im not the cause for YOUR funk.   you choose it for yourself.  
i try to help you out of it and all i get is a kick in the teeth.  

if you're not happy with yourself then you wont be happy.  Nothing I can say or do will help unless you make the change from within.

I don't want true love from a husband. I want him to be rich. I think I'm more honest than other girls on this topic.

When Hurricane Sandy hit the Northeast, I was shocked at the lack of support from my Midwestern friends. And I was appalled at how many were AGAINST  FEMA support for my beloved North Easterners, many who were without power or water for over a month.

And now these same Midwesterners are all about sending prayers & support to Oklahoma because they're country folk "just like them".

So the message I take away from this is, Midwesterners ate nice---as long as they perceive you as one of them. Otherwise, they hate you. The Midwest is FILLED w/hate and I hope they utterly FAIL as a society just as all the economics experts predict.

Fuck the Midwest.

Almost one year without a drop of alcohol and over a year without drugs. This is the longest I've been sober in 22 of my 40+ years. I don't think I ever went longer than a week without getting drunk since 1991. Most times drinking every day to various degrees of drunkenness.

Still not used to feeling emotions this strongly, but I'll take that over a hangover any day.

I miss having a good drink once in a while but I like clarity better. I even don't like the smell of alcohol anymore.

The only downside is that I think most people liked me better as a drunk.

Just a little tip for you lonely men whom want to find the perfect women. Try looking for a women whom has traditional values, raised to be a woman. One that knows how to be a lady and dresses like one. A women whom wont try to compete with you and acts according to her values. I women whom loves you for being a man and treats you like one. They are out there and I found one.....Happiest man in the world now.

Always good to see you my friend.  When I see you I think about all of the things that you shared with me and I hope that you are doing ok.  I am hoping that life is good for you and that things have gotten better.  All good thoughts for you.

Pubic razor rash = very unsexy.

he asked me to lick my nipples in front of him............ i did.......... now i feel totally embarassed

Let me understand this. You lecture me about raising kids, even though my daughter is ranked as one of the top 10 students in the school, and your son was expelled twice, once for beating up another student, and a second time for stealing money from the school store cash box. You lecture me about gardening, even though you don't have one. You lecture me about how to "control" my loving husband, even though you're divorced.

In short, you are the worst neighbor I could ever imagine. You are so completely unlikable. I go out of my way to enter our street the long way around so I don't have to drive past your house. And I'm not the only one who thinks this. You and your delusional self are a big topic of conversation in this town.

Leave us alone okay. Maybe get a job so you'll have the money you'll undoubtedly need one day for your son's bail

I splooge in the shower each morning. If I'm running late, I still splooge in the shower. Only takes an extra two minutes. Clears my head so I can focus for the rest of the day.  (married, male)

Found out this morning that my husband has been snorting the pills he's supposed to be taking to balance his brain chemistry. I wish I could clone myself - I'd leave one here to hold him close and one to peace the fuck out.

You say you've got healthy kids. Well, you are lying to yourself. They eat cocoa pebbles every morning. You send them to school with bologna sandwhiches, fruit rollups, and capri sun. They come home and have roman noodles, oreos, and chips. You made homemade pizza for supper. You say that pizza is good for you because there's tomato sauce. You know what else tomato sauce has? High fructose corn syrup. Asshole. When's the last time they ate a fucking vegetable? You're a horrible parent! You don't even go NEAR the produce department! There should be a law that says that if you have kids, you have to leave the store with at least two fruits and two vegetables.

I have a lot of bras meant to look good. One solid green, one solid pale blue, one nude-colored with pink stitching, one black with white lace, all for everyday wear. I also have two full-lace, un-padded bras, one black and one white, for special occasions (which never happen). Okay, maybe that's not a lot, really. But it's a lot to me.

Let me think of how many nice panties I have to go with them... one bikini (black with white along the edges), two hipsters (one blue with black lace and one dark gray with light gray lace), two boyshorts (both solid colors with lace, one pale purple and the other pale blue), and three thongs (all with lace: one solid dark blue, one dark blue with green polka dots and green lace, and one black with a white floral pattern and black lace). So, eight.

They don't all match. That irritates me. I want all of my bras to coordinate with some of my panties, and vice versa.

The reason I'm posting this here is because no one knows about this. And why would they, really? It's not like I've had sex in the past, oh, YEAR!

- kinda frustrated

I had so much junk food and alcohol this weekend. I feel like I'm going to throw up! Cookies, candy, steak, pizza, beer, etc. Yesterday I ate nothing but m&ms. Just more and more m&ms. I have a sore throat from eating so many m&ms. Is this how regular junk food eaters feel every day? How the fuck do you do it? What is your problem? Isn't that enough to tell you to stop? Go for a walk. Right now. Come back and eat salad. You'll be in a better mood, and your throat won't hurt from eating too much sugar all the fucking time. Unbelievable. You are disgusting humans. You have nothing but man-made chemicals in your body. You don't eat vegetables. You're going to die. I swear.

bras are expensive and can be really hard to find a good fit

In my daughter's elementary school, they recently installed an armed security guard. The school district didn't have the money to pay for the guard, so they fired a teacher in order to come up with the money.

Uhmmmm, I think we've lost sight of the goal. The idea is to educate kids. Not to guard them. Extrapolate. Fire all the teachers and hire nothing but guards to be at the school all day, standing over the kids in the classrooms with machine guns. Will the kids magically learn reading and writing on their own? It's dumb. It's just dumb.

Something I've noticed about the girls I've dated. They will have a drawer with 50 pairs of underwear. But only two bras. Why so many extra pairs of underwear, but only two bras?

First there was MySpace, a website that enabled kids to hook up with each other and have sex.

Then there was facebook, which allowed adults to reconnect with old love interests - and have sex.

Then of course there is the porn aspect of the internet.  It's probably the single biggest use of the internet.

All in all, I think the internet is nothing more than the largest sex toy ever created.

Dear S.

It's been a while since you've told me the news, and it's finally settling in.  You're married now.  To be completely honest, I died a little inside when you told me.  I guess I always thought we would have a second chance.  I don't know why I felt that way...but I always felt a connection to you, even when we hadn't been in touch for years.

I did cry about it, cry about the fact that the ship has sailed, that there is no point in thinking "what if" anymore because we will never have a second chance.  I had to grieve.  Grieving the loss of a chance...sounds crazy but it's true.

But I've finally accepted it.  I am genuinely happy, happy for you, that you're happy.  You made the best choice for yourself, and for some reason knowing that brings me peace.  Not only have I accepted that you're married, but, after a long struggle with myself, I have also come to accept that despite the fact that we will never be together, I will always love and care for you.  Again, for reasons I don't understand, being able to accept that truth brings me peace.  

Maybe that is the greatest lesson I was supposed to learn from the decade of history between us.  That I don't have to possess someone to love him.  That to love purely for the sake of loving is a very liberating and empowering feeling.  

Love always,

I don't recall my wife ever once cleaning this house. I pick up all the toys on the floor. I load the dishwasher.  I vacuum. I clean the bathrooms. I scrub down the smudge marks on the walls. I even rent a steam cleaner every year and clean the rugs.

Oh, and I'm the guy working for a living to pay for everything.

To throw fuel on the fire, when I bring this up with my wife, she turns around and tells me to hire a cleaning lady.

She doesn't cook either. Nor does she have sex. Nor does she help the kids with their homework. She has to be the laziest wife in town and I hate her for it more and more each day.

Communication was and is the root of our/your problems.

I new gf wants to move in with me......uh....I don't know about that...

I think you're interested enough to bang me disinterestedly, no risk to your status quo.  But that's not interesting enough for me.

Before I could look at the online tornado videos, I had to watch a commercial for a company pitching their products.  Corporate America, never missing a chance to advertise.

As if the message is, "This deadly tornado sponsored by...."

You greedy pieces of shit.

I'm living at a place I'm not invited, no one really likes me here, but you are the one I love no one else, but I can't stand this no more, cause I don't want to talk to them I feel like I'm slowly taking you away from them and that is just not fair on you.... Why do you put up with it?

It's time for me to move on, I'm fed up of living this lie

20 more children have died. Where are you God?

My neighbor - a middle aged, middle class, paranoid psycho - has installed video cameras in her yard which intentionally face my house. She snarls at me that if my kids and I ever do anything illegal, she'll have it recorded and call the police.

Like what?  I called the police and asked if this is legal. It's not like my family is hosting a meth lab. We are a happy, normal average family that has never done anything illegal. This particular neighbor on the other hand has been tormenting everyone on this street for a decade. The police said there is nothing that can be done. The neighbor is filming from her own yard.  The police showed sympathy, but that's it.

How can this be allowed in America? My family is being video taped 24/7.  HOW CAN THIS BE??????????

I feel so empty but I don't know what's missing.

You drive me bewilderingly, mind-alteringly, besottedly, totally crazy.

I feel the pangs of rejection every day.

/emo'dmeself

I thought I was in love with you, turns out I was wrong. I loved how you made me feel. I loved fucking you and the scratches you left on my back. I loved being reckless with you. In a way I knew it already. I just wanted the thought of us being in love to be true. I wanted to have that fairy tale ending you see in the movies with you. I think that's what you wanted too. Deep down we both know it would have never worked out. You may hate me for it now but in the future you'll thank me. I just wish we could still be friends because I really did mean it when I said you were an amazing human being.

Divorced by a preacher, fell in love with a gay guy and slept with a married cop. Broken

Everyday I wish I could get rid of everyone. I hate myself for it.

not really excited about talking to you tomorrow- since when did nutrition therapy turn into talking about my vacation? If I still feel uncomfortable about my body maybe we should be talking about that..even if it it kind of fun to talk about other fabulous aspects of my life

I CARNT tell you what we are doing, not tonight anyway

at your height and weight your bmi is 17.9, meaning you are underweight. all your "healthy, beautiful" bragging is just really skinny bragging. so shut the fuck up.

he can't handle my past. as if it's something i did to hurt him, not something that happened before he waas even a thought. i can't deal.

i don't even know what i said today to trigger his anger. but if he ever lays a hand on me, i'm laying him out. luckily it was on the phone and he just said he couldn't talk anymore. only problem is i'm sure i;ll say whatever it was again and not realize it.

we were talking about thai food.... how does that remind you of my previous partners?

I won't get gestational diabetes like you did because I don't eat the junk you do, and I'm not as overweight as you were when you got pregnant.

My baby won't look Korean because I'm not Korean and neither is my husband, you're just a rascist.

It won't be hard to lose the weight after I give birth and maybe then you'll realize your weight problem has nothing to do with your children and everything to do with your eating habits.

...things I wish I could say to my friends...

You know those three cute little words he says when he's orgasming? yeah, he.got that from me..oh my

I am so sorry, love. I don't think i can have your children. I think i'm broken.

I sleep next to my wife every night, but I feel like we live a million miles apart.

Last summer I was mowing the lawn and weedwhacking. It was a really hot day and I was sweating big time. When I was done I looked down at my pants and they were covered in grass. So I stripped down to my underwear while I put away the rakes and stuff. Then I decided that what I needed was a cold snapple lemonade. I hopped in the car and drove up to the deli. I actually climbed out of my car and was about to walk in the deli door when it suddenly occurred to me I was wearing nothing but my tighty whitey underwear. I of course dashed back into my car and went right home. But can you say embarrassing? I don't know if anyone saw me, but boy did I feel like a moron.

I am a sixty year old married man. I have been having an affair with seventy two year old woman. We smoke weed and have oral and steady sex.

There are a handful of people that I miss - never enough to reach out because I'm not prepared to be hurt the same way again.

It's kind of a bummer, I wish I could follow through with touching base.. I just can't shake profound rejection, platonic or otherwise...

My mother gave me a fancy, expensive white cardigan sweater for my birthday, because she thinks I wear too much black.

My mother-in-law gave me a fancy, expensive gold crucifix necklace for my birthday, because she wants me to be a Good Catholic Girl™.

I SO love eBay.

I am a alcoholic kleptomaniac

I don't love him anymore. It's breaking my heart to see him that way. Why does he still love me? Even through everything ?

I never cry over anything but when Bill Hader did his final episode, I came dangerously close.

i like to get drunk and cut myself and i'm afraid if life doesn't get better for me soon, I'm going to get really drunk one night and end it and it makes me angry thinking about it every time, why is some people like better than other. why do others have the life i've always dreamt of. A girl from my class broke up when her bf, go drunk sleep with another classmates and now they're dating and happy as for me, i've been single for over 2 years now. Why can she find love so easy and not me? I just want to be love, is that so bad?

I'm married, but still daydream and crush about other guys. I'm almost 40.

i see you every day but i miss you. i know my depression is separating us slightly right now but i don't want to say much about it to you for fear of diminishing your happiness. i try to be happy for you, i really do. but my heart is really broken so its tough. i just wish i could love you less so it wouldn't hurt so bad. but i'll always love you the most and it will be my downfall.

Okay I'll admit im glad that you said thank you because it lets me know that you are good with me or you are just being cordial so i wont push our strained relationship since the beinging of the semester. I just want you to know i apologize for ignoring you

I don't even feel like making art anymore.

I miss you. Not your laugh, not your smile, not your tears or your words.
Just you.

sometimes I wish he'd contact me because I miss him - what we had before everything went bad.  I see my part more clearly now and I think I've changed.

You know the new spokesperson for those Wendy's commercials? I fucking hate her guts. I fucking hate her smarmy grin and the way she talks. I wish she'd get run over by a god damn truck. However, I still find Wendy's sandwiches delicious.

I'm secretly terrified that I'm not going to get the girl I've just got a second chance for and that I'm going to end up alone; life isn't life without her around every minute of every day. I've got another chance, I'm not going to mess it up again.

my mom thinks i'm so special. i know it is just because she's my mom and i tell her so whenever she comments. i'm not special... i actually really suck.

All I want is real love.

Wow was I ever stupid. I fell for all her tricks and she used me like the dishrag I am then threw me over as soon as she got what she wanted. I mean nothing to her, I was just a means to an end. I really fell for her. I really thought she liked me. What a moron. Once she got her real estate license, after I tutored and studied with her for weeks, she tossed me in the rubbish. And the thing is -- she wasn't even shy about it. It was see ya, pal, bye! And she was gone!!!! What an idiot I was! What a total cunt she turned out to be!!!!

I've always thought my children were special. Then I began to realize all parents think their children a special. Hmm. Maybe my children aren't so special after all. Maybe this is just some Darwinistic effect where parents think their children are the cream of the crop exactly so the parents stick by their children and keep feeding them.  Without this effect, parents everywhere would probably throw their kids out of the house at 13 years old.

I hate how my life turned out. This wasn't the plan. I fell from my path because of a woman. Damn all women.

Somehow I ended up seeing him every day this past week. It was so fun but not sustainable. We're back to the twice a week dates now. He left after lunch, and I miss him already. Oh, God.

I just want everything to be over.  My wife is falling for someone else, I have no friends, I can't even pass basic math.  There is a reason I don't believe in God, and that's because no matter what I do to put good karma out I always wind up getting boned.

It's weird because I don't like you, I just love being with you. I crave hugging you, kissing you, telling how handsome you are but I don't cry at night because I don't have that with you. I don't like you but I wish I came to and I wish you came to like me too. There was such a huge lack of communication. Some things you said implied you wanted me, other things you said implied you wanted me away from you, that I was weird, that I shouldn't do certain things. Then other times it's as if you wanted me to be that person to call you, when you kept asking me if I was the one calling you. Yet I don't even have your number, I never did because I was always too afraid to ask and afraid of driving you away. I don't understand you, I never will. Sometimes men think they're much more simple than women, when in truth we're all the same kind of confused people. The only thing that can mediate it is communication, but we have none of that.

People get far too obsessed with keeping fit and healthy.  Eating right is fine. Going for a jog is fine. But what has happened in this country? People don't just go for a jog.  They train six days a week by running long distances. They augment that with workouts in the gym. They join running clubs and biking clubs and waste the entire weekend sweating. And even afterwards they hang out in the parking lot to discuss the details of their 15 mile "jog".  Then there's the competitions. They enter 5, or 10, or 15 races every year. It consumes their every waking moment because they are always preparing for the next event.

Meanwhile, you know who gets left behind? Their families. The one spouse is doing the all import training, while the other spouse is left home taking care of the kids.

That's me, I'm the one left with the kids. My wife is obsessed about working out all the time. I think she has lost her way. She ignores me and our children so she can focus on getting her time below 7 minutes and 30 second per mile in the upcoming marathon. Oh the all important 7 minute and 30 second mile - for this she misses her daughter's school play?

Get a grip lady. Life is passing you by and you are failing as a mother. Staying healthy is fine. But letting the workouts rule your life is insane.

I still can't stop thinking about you. All we were and what we shared and what I will always want with you...  these thoughts haunt me and excite me. It all makes me smile while tears stream from my eyes.
Nothing was suppose to end, especially the way it all did.

And now, I've got a new job. More clout, more money, more experience. Its helped me get organized and attempt to clean up my life some.
I'm happier and I'm more stable.

And every day, I'm thankful I'm not under your thumb. I appreciate that fact that I do not have to report my every move. I'm glad because all you would do is berate me for the environment I work in now.

But I miss you so fucking much.
Its easy to walk around work and be smart and proud and good at my new job. But when I'm alone in my office, I long for you.

I organize a lot of community events. I'll direct a school play. Or I'll put on a science fair. Or I'll gather people together for a garden lecture. I just do many things. But every time, after the event is over, I always feel so disappointed in myself. I note all the things I could have done differently. I get embarrassed that every seat in the theater wasn't full. I gauge the audience reaction and conclude they are all bored, everyone of them. I am the harshest critic and I'm left felling hollow. I want to climb into a box in my basement and never come out again. People sometimes think it's a position to envy, being in the center, being the focus.  But let me tell you, it's the worst seat in the theater.

I'm still waiting for my madman with a blue box.

To love.

To travel with through all of time and space.

Oh, my madman, where are you?

You tasted so good In my dream last Night..

Ever hear of the movies Before Sunrise, Before Sunset?....well now there is a new movie coming out called Before Midnight...a guy that I used to date and then years later had an affair with, thinks those movies could have been our life....I won't be going to see this new movie...but I hope he thinks about me while he goes to see it with his wife.....

Ultimately, I find that enlightenment does not coincide well with congratulatory remarks pertaining to the preparation of potato-based foodstuffs.

I wish you would have just gone to bed. But instead you instilled the sound of your voice in my head once again. I was just getting rid of it. You torture me. DO you not know that I want to tell you how much I miss you. how much I loved and hated that night? It's almost been a month since we were last one. I ache for it. I want more I want a touch, a smile, a hug anything. but we float around each other never touching never glancing for too long. I love you damn it! I love you and I hate myself for it.

I come on here occasionally to see if I can recognize something you would post. I just want to know if you are alright or not. I'm so sorry for hurting you like this, I'm so sorry for the pain I caused you. I want to call you, I want to go over and see you, I think about it every single day. I'm so sorry. I just want you to be happy. Even with the way you treated me, I still want you to be happy. I can go to sleep peacefully if I just know that one thing.

Like I said... You have nothing to offer me! Nothing, nada... I always knew that about you!

Funny thing is, now I've just added more people to that list, thanks to you!

first i was like, "man, i've really gotta stick to this and lose some weight."  then i was like, "nah i'm gonna get some hot chocolate for dinner and throw on another episode of star trek."

I really like you! You seem to be a great guy and someone I have come to trust! I am confused as to what we are....friends or potentially dating? Whatever happens.....I have decided that I like you just the way you are and I want you in my life no matter what you are......friend, dating or lover.However, I am giving you the summer to be friends and come fall, if you have not made up your mind as ro be friends or more, I am moving on and finding another man to love!

.

I cheated on my wife with over 40 prosistutes.I am addicted to them and can't stop.

I Google "time travel" in the hopes that someday it will be real and I can go back and live my life the right way. In fact I'm becoming a bit obsessive about it.

Do you remember the time when you told me you looked in the mirror and thought you were ugly? And I said... No you aren't. At the time I truly meant it.
Now- I see your ugliness! You are ugly for what you did to me!

To M

I think my whole life I've faked being in love with
every boyfriend I've had. I thought I knew the feeling
but within a few weeks I'd get sick of them and just want to
be single again. I don't know what love feels like
and I don't think ill ever know what it feels like to not
want to lose someone because you love then so much.
All the hearts I've broken have made me seem cold, but
I truly am sorry, because now karma hit me. Alone forever.

Taking the time to do it right is somewhat difficult. I know it will be worth it.

I love you so much. I cant wait for our dreams to be complete.

You planned to give him the book I asked you to borrow. This is a small thing but it proves my point perfectly. The more you think of him, the less you will think of me. That's all well and good for you but I just hope you miss me eventually. It took this long for me to realize that the only true life long best friend has to be a lover as well. We just can't have the most intimate and deep physical connection, and that plus a strong friendship like ours will rule me out in the end. So I'll wait for the lover equivalent of you for as long as it takes and accept that what we have will probably fade, and even if not completely I will try to deal with not being your favorite person anymore. Until then you will always have my heart and because of this it will break more every day. Best friend, I will love you forever.

My father-in-law was having a lot of problems with his computer. I offered to help him out.
Downloaded a good free anti-virus program, ran it, and found 25 virus's and two trojans.
Got those eliminated and quarantined.
Go to clear his browser history, cache and cookies.

OH! MY EYES!!!!!

"Biggest Gay Cocks in Porn"
"Cum Filled Gaping Manholes"
"Bear Filled Twinks"
NAMBLA: The North American Man/Boy Love Association.

And this is a self righteous church going, deacon of the congregation, Bible thumpin' man!

Anyway....I get it all cleared out and the computer's running fine. Good speed, opening pages quickly, running smoothly. My job here's done. There you go Bill.
Bill tries it out. Gets his Yahoo e-mail in the blink of an eye, logs on to The Farmers Almanac site. He's happy as a clam. I leave.

Then last night my wife takes a call from her father. Says I messed up his computer. Whines about not being able to find his favorite places any more. What? :-)

Ruined the computer by deleting the history and healing two dozen virus's?
Or, did I ruin it by un-enabling your ability to quickly access your "Biggest Gay Cocks in Porn" site? ROFLMAO

What a hypocrite, what a bad actor.

I take pictures of my poop.

you stupid ass bitch!

you know I broke up with my boyfriend not even a week ago. yeah he was a dirtbag but ya know, I liked him. you know things are awkward. you know almost no one knows.

and you go talk to him, say you're going to the café AND ask him to stop by if he wants? WHEN YOU ARE THERE TO MEET ME? OH, and better! YOU DON'T EVEN WARN ME.

then you get all puppy eyed and apologize and say you "had no idea" and that maybe i can just "act like everything's fine". YOU IDIOT. LORD I WANT TO SMACK YOU.

but you're the sensible, sweet and oh-so-naive girl, so I can't even get mad because you'll do that stupid sad face that you always do.

ridiculous. fucking ridiculous

i really resent my parents for not getting me braces 5 years ago. i'm already not very pretty, but with this weird tooth i have.. depending on the angle, it looks like it's even missing.

fucking cheap bastards. they had the money. they just wanted to see "how it turned out". and to this day they say it's just fine. it's not fucking fine, i look like cheap white trash.

Everyone says that i have such a nice life, great friends, and nice house. Everyone says that i'm such a comedic and crack everyone up.
If everything they say if true, then why am i always sad all time, why do i feel like i have no point?

I am really not a bad person. How do you ever move forward when all anyone wants to see is the mistakes from your past?

I stopped believing in happy endings.

For alot years I used to dislike you ,now all I feel for you is pitty. It must be really hard being a victim of sexual abused as a kid, the sad part is most male victims turn into addicts (drugs,sex,alcohol) or worse they become abusers themselves is like the never ending cycle.  Although I want nothing to do with you I really hope that one day you can find some kind of inner peace and recover from your addictions.

That track team was the bet family I ever had. For the first time in a long time I experienced what a family is. ANd now that's all over because the season has ended and I feel really shitty.

i have seen naked pictures of celebrities before (who hasn't?)...but when i saw bea Arthur's breasts, i was like damn.............delicious ';o)

I've always thought that if I fell pregnant accidentally at a young age I'd get an abortion & be fine, just continue with life as normal.
Falling pregnant changed that.
It set off all these emotions I didn't even know existed, awoke the need to be a mother I didn't know I had..
A day after I'd set my heart on keeping my baby I lost her.
Months later.. I'm still certain we would have been amazing. For those few weeks, my life had a great purpose. It meant something.
I'm sorry Lily.

I'm almost 23 years old and have never had a boyfriend. I am very attractice( 38-24-37 measurements), intelligent,kind, compassionate and fun. I would have dated any man that I have ever connected with. But they all sweet talked to me to have sex with me and then forgot about my existence.  now I'm pushing men away because I'm afraid of getting hurt again. I am so alone and want nothing more than to share my life with an amazing man but I can't trust any man.

Another sexless night. At least my husband's happy, eh?

Does anyone else find it kinda weird & funny to see a black woman wearing slave sandals?! Was she trying to be ironic?

My wife is my world.  I can't imagine what my life would be like without her.  Together 25 years and married 23 and it gets better every day.  I am one of the few, very fortunate people in this world who's wife, lover, and best friend are one and the same.  She's also given me three of the most beautiful, perfect children that the world has ever known. I'll never figure out what she ever saw in a loose cannon like me.  I love you MMC with every fiber of my being.

At night roughly around 11:36 PM, my grandpa comes up the stairs to my room. I always pretend I'm asleep, mostly because i don't know what he would do if he found out i was awake, and he starts at my face and strokes me to my toes... i don't know what to do... should i tell someone? Should i ask another relative if i can stay with them?
But the worst part is...
I kind of like it.

Im in college and I slept with my professor. He's 69!

Interesting when people don't want anything to do with you when you're down and out - but the minute you start doing well for yourself, you're the most wonderful person in the world.

Look, the appearance is different, the bank balance is different, but I am the same person you used to think was beneath you. Now you try to gas me up because you need someone to fix your shitty decisions.

Next time you turn your nose up at someone, I hope a bird shits in it.

I think some poor people are so fucking stupid. You don't have enough money for rent because you bought your ten year old an ipod. You have no money for food, but you had enough to go the bar last week! You can't pay your electricity bill because you got a pedicure last week! Now, you want to borrow money from a friend. You haven't seen her since last month, when you asked her to pay your parking ticket.

Each day I smile at the thought of doing something with you, it only takes one look in the mirror to realise it'll never happen.

....don't let the door hit your ass on the way out, sweetie.

My calculus final is starting right now.  I'm not going to it.
I wish I didn't mention that to my mom, though.  Now I'm being "guilted".

Thanks mom, maybe if I had more guidance with school I wouldn't have wasted over 3 years at community college taking classes I DON'T EVEN NEED.
fml

Just had a dream about her again. F*ck my life really. I just had to wait until the last moment to ask her to prom just because I wanted to try to ask another girl first. Now I'm dreaming about it in a different scenario. I'm reliving this nightmare over and over again. The feeling of rejection. My heart feels like it's going to burst. I F*cken sorry okay. Why am I always the one who apologizes to make things better. I'm such a loser.

I am married to a man that is afraid of his sexuality. He loves being with women trust me he as cheated on me more times than I care to admit, but he also likes to be with men. He is obsessed with sex. Even has gotten himself fired because he tried to have sex with the man he was charged to protect. He has no regards for his safety or anyone else including mine. He sleeps with strangers his friends hell my friends. I thought for a while he couldnt control himself and must be a sex addict. Well that is bullsh** because he never tried that shit with anyone in my family he knows how far to take it and with whom. I hate this man but he wont give me a divorce and yet he treated me the best he actually made me believe he loved me and that there was no else for him but me..how is that possible?

I have no job, no money, no wife, no family. I just hope I get cancer so I can end this bullshit soon.

i have a friend i've known for my entire life, and it really bothers me when she uses certain language to describe things in a way to make them sound unique. Like when she told me she would meet me somewhere after she paid a visit to her "friend in hospital." Wait, we're in the USA and we generally say "the hospital."
then she says when talking to a group of hipsters..."When i was at University..."
it irks the shit out of me.
i know you spent a few months in Europe, and i know you brought that terminology back with you in hopes that people would admire your use of language as so "European."
blah.

God, I just LOVE tampons!  I don't know which I like best; inserting them, feeling them wiggle around inside me as I walk, or tugging them out of my ass.  That's right, I wear my tampons in my ass, because they just don't fit in my penis.  Yes, I said penis - I am a guy!  But I'm just OBSESSED with tampons!  I also really like pads, douches or any other feminine products, but tampons just cream my shorts!  In fact, if I could never have sex with another woman ever again, ( surprise - I'm 1000% HETERO! ) that would be just fine with me - I wouldn't miss it at all.
If I could never jerk off again - oooh, that would be really, really tough, but I'd get through somehow.
But I just CANNOT LIVE without my TAMPONS!!!!  Ooh, I'm getting such a massive boner just thinking about 'em!  I'm going to go shove another one up my ass right now! Yeah!

The best boyfriend I ever had is in jail and addicted to meth.  I am a 38 year old professional woman and I have dated numerous men, but hands down, he was the best...my heart breaks for him.

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I'm smart. I'm funny. I'm polite and, when the situation calls for it, quiet. I'm a good listener and a good communicator. I am multi-talented: music, writing, drawing, and cooking, to name some. Most people I meet think I'm a genius. I think before I speak. And I am one of the nicest people you will ever meet. On top of all of that, I admit my own flaws honestly and strive every day to be a better person.

I'm also fat.

I can't shake the feeling that none of the good in me matters because I'm not pretty enough.

I think he found this site. I think he found my safe haven. I think he read my posts about him.

God, I hope I'm wrong...

I would have told him eventually, but not this soon, not like this. I wanted it to be face-to-face. I wanted it to be intimate. I wanted the moment to be right.

And now... Now, I think I might have pushed him away for good.

Please, please, PLEASE let me be wrong!

For the first time, today I felt fat. Not chubby, I've felt that before. Fat. Fat and gross.

I don't know what to do about it, because I start to question my resolve before I even try anything. But now I understand how frighteningly easy it is to consider crash diets and unhealthy, dramatic weight loss when you really feel like you're fat.

I lost 20 pounds in high school due to stress and depression. Since then I've gained 30 pounds, and right now all I can think of is how I'd rather be miserable and skinny.

to all whiney college kids: the world owes you nothing.

i'm scared everyone will find out i'm just bullshitting through my whole life.

I can and can't wait to start our family. You're just so amazing and I love you.

I've been married 20 years (yesterday was our anniversary) and the sex gets better every single time. No shit. It's really true. It's REALLY amazing.

I am SO lucky. She says the same thing and I want to believe her...

Why is it that my childhood indoctrination still surfaces and there's a part of me that doesn't believe her when she says how awesome it is for her, too? Why is it after all these years I somehow I still think women don't like sex? Why do I feel like I'm taking advantage of HER when she says she's the one who's taking advantage of ME? I'd say her multiple orgasms should convince me otherwise but  GOD DAMN it doesn't...

I sometimes like to make myself a beautiful, healthy vegan dinner and sit down to watch Epic Mealtime for pure shock value. It's the dietary equivalent of a snuff film.

I had the best sex of my life this week. Three days of pure bliss. I felt things I've never felt before. Sorry to our neighbors if they heard me screaming.

At some point I am going to put you over my knee, slap you ass till it is red raw. I'm then going lick and suck your pussy till you cum..

I had sex with my college professor, which is my sisters ex

I have a huge crush on a boy so i pretend to kiss him in the shower

I'm pretty sure that we aren't together because I'm an atheist and you're a christian. You were brought up as one, and I guess I can't expect you to change. You probably don't want me to know it, but I'm sure it was your parents who moved your sister away because she likes me. I'm still confused by how we were so close and I never even knew you were talking to someone else. You just broke it to me so sudden, I cried on my way home on my bike. I guess the rain helped to hide my tears. Why is religion so cruel? Just because of that simple divide, I'm here without you. You're parents don't like me, I know, and it's all because of the fact that I'm not christian. Well you may never get a chance to read this, but I just want to say that I had loved you, and always probably will, but also I want to say that because of that simple divide, you've probably missed a once in a life time chance to be with a guy like me. Good Bye.

freshman year of college: check.

handsome, cute, nice, funny, smart. plays 4 instruments, speaks 3 languages. lives 2400 miles away. is in love with a girl.

daaaamn! just found the perfect guy and he's totally unattainable.

~I fucking miss her pussy.  It was the tastiest I ever had. ~

~Her blowjobs were awesome too.  She really liked to swallow.  You have to love that in a woman~

~ I miss that woman. ~

i'm not fucking you.
i want you to suffer...for a bit.
i want to fuck you. but i won't. why? we always fight after we fuck. we haven't fought in a few weeks. i think i'm going to ride this happy period out for a bit longer. i'm not going to masturbate either. this is purely an exercise in self control.
while i'm at it, why dont' i just start jogging.

FUCK SCHOOL.  I'm so done with college.  Yet another semester of working my ass off just to not be good enough in the end.  I want so many things for myself in the future, I am smart, and I am very capable of them, but getting a B+ is just not good enough for those goals.  It's so stupid.  I'm glad that I have a plan to get a lot of work experience, hopefully that will be enough to get people to overlook my "bad" grades.  I hate college and all of the bullshit that it is filled with.  I don't learn anything in my classes.  Getting an A shows nothing about how much accounting you know.  It shows how much time you had to sit around and do the same problem 40 times even if you get it wrong every time, you will do better than me bc I have a job and can't do it! FUCK THIS SHIT.

I'm just over here fighting a blood infection with medication that makes me sick and sleepy, but I'm a terrible human being because I didn't help you pack your shit this week. Oh god. Just stab me right in the heart, how dare I get sick and not put you and this joke of a friendship first before my own well being!! I'm surprised you haven't arranged a firing squad. Suck my dick. Why don't you call one of your dozens of other "friends"? Oh right, cause they're only there when they want something from you. I'm so done. You couldn't even be bothered to ask if I was ok. Fuck you selfish bitch. I hate you.

I obsess too much. I work myself into a tizzy. You want to know how much I push this? The next morning I saw a mention of the accident on the news. The woman died. The culprit drove off. A hit and run. Witnesses saw the car, a green subaru station wagon. I figured it was only a matter of time before the police showed up and kicked in my door. I paced around nervously all morning. I kept glancing out the window. Maybe I should leave the front door wide open so the police don't damage it. My husband would kill me if the police damaged the door. I was almost in tears.

Then I took a step back and remembered one little detail. I didn't do it. I was home asleep last night. I wasn't in a car accident. I don't drive a green subaru, I drive a blue prius.

But this is how my brain works. I get worked up over something that makes no sense at all. This must be a form of mental illness. Either that or I'm just plain weird.

I used to be so "respectful" and "appreciative" of the elderly - now, I'm like, oh just DIE already ....

I wish she'd cheat on me so I'd have reason to divorce her. I'm too cowardly to divorce her without an overwhelming reason.

My husband's semen once got on my library book. I'll bet that happens a lot. People read books in bed. People have sex in bed. I wiped his semen off as best I could, but what a funny idea. We live in a small town. Someone I know could check that book out next and they'd be bringing my husband's semen into their own bed. LOL.

I used to go over a big bridge to get to work every morning. Then I got fired. Then I ran out of money.

I think about that big bridge....

He fucked me so hard tonight. Multiple orgasms! His lips, his breath, his strong arms...drives me nuts in the best way possible! I'm addick-ted (haha, forgive my stupid joke.) He told me how tight and wet I was. I told him no one makes me come like he does. He asked in such a sexy voice how much I liked the way he fucked me. You can have me any time. I do not extend that invitation to just anyone, I might add. Older men are awesome. Younger guys are just selfish and don't care as much about his partner's pleasure like older men do. I want you again tomorrow night...

You get mad when I question your caring. I do because it should be questioned. You don't care when it really counts. Fuck you forever

Being that its my birthday, I want nothing more than you being the one saying that. Blah! Just my imagination.

I'm still In love with u

You WERE my best friend. All that I cared about. I need to now keep you at arms length like everyone else so I can die alone like I am supposed to.

Am i weird? I dont know. All i want to do is hold you.   just want to hold yiu in my arms and watch the stars shoot across the sky. I want to py with yurour beautiful hair and soft sing sweet tunes to you. I want to brag to everyone about how amazing you are in every way. How loving and strong you are, how awe inspiring and humble. How i cant even comprehend your anything, let alone your everything. I cant even comprehend how someone as enrapturing and enchanting could ever want anyone as damaged as i. You are the dream i never thought  possible. How could someone with such grace and poise be wanting anything to do with me. You are beautiful in ways i never knew possible. I am so proud that you would even say my name out loud.  Our dream we dared not dream is finally coming true.

I have a few things to take care of, but then i get to give you something very special, and you will know its from the deepest recesses of my spirt, heart, and soul.

I  love you in every way possible andith all my heart
..

I don't want to be just a fuck. That's all I seem to be to anyone. When I've told someone time and time again I want more than to be just a willing vagina, he still texts me when he feels alone. My best guy friend is married, tells me he loves me and if I finally agreed to sleep with him at least it's with someone who actually loves me. But I can never actually be with him. In what world is this fair? I'm almost 30 and I don't mean anything to anyone.

those couples that are "meant to be"
are the ones who go through everything
that is meant to tear them apart
and come out even stronger than they were before

Why am I always the person lending money, and never the person borrowing money? Oh I know, it's because the world always takes advantage of good people.

When I ask you for content feedback, that's not an invitation to critique my font choice and margin size. I'm writing a business document for internal use, not a column for the New York Times. Give me the input I'm asking for. If you don't have anything to say, just freaking drop it. Say "your content looks fine," and leave it at that. I get it. You majored in journalism 20 years ago. But you're an operations manager and it's time to let that college mindset go.

Damn.  Why are you doing this?  I was getting over you just fine.  Look, you don't love me; not enough to be committed, so just leave me alone and let me be done with it.   Instead you're being "friendly" and giving me fits, when I was almost completely over you.  Stop it.  You're torturing me with dangling yourself in front of me and it's cruel and mean.

You've done it before and it didn't mean anything at all.  If I were to ask you outright, you know you'd say you don't want us.  So don't make me want us.  I know damn well you're not how you represent yourself.

I think I'm in love with my wife's best friend.

my boyfriend (at the time) was visiting me at my parent's house when he stepped out to make a call. suspecting he was dialing his ex, i went to the restroom where i could listen through the window. he was thanking his father for getting the engagement ring he gave me later that weekend. i was so ashamed. no way i will ever tell him.

ladies, please take it from me. i know that it's difficult, but we need to be less suspicious of our men. some of them are quite lovely and committed.

Last summer my husband and I had sex in my sister's yard when we stayed there for a week to house sit. It makes me laugh every time I go over to my sister's house.

There's good chocolate milk in this world, and bad chocolate milk in this world. Beware!

My boss's name is Tom Tom. How does he expect anyone to take him seriously?????????????

When i was a kid I shared a room with my older brother. On so many nights I could hear him jerking off in his bed. It's the stuff of nightmares.

You gotta be fucking joking. Microsoft has switched all their customers over to a new version of hotmail which doesn't allow us to send attachments. What were they thinking? It would be like Ford deciding to sell cars without wheels.

Doh!

I know there are lots of women who go through the whole, who is my baby's father bs. But mine will be obvious and that is far scarier I think. One man produces blonde blue eyed babies (because I also have fair hair and blue eyes) the other is native american... well... when you get here little guy, either mommy is going to be ecstatic about you, or mommy will be ecstatic and getting a divorce.

I have the same password for everything otherwise I'll never remember them. I figure if anyone willingly breaks into any of my accounts including email there are laws to protect me should anything shady happen.

I cheated on my boyfriend - twice. He never found out about it, but he still ended the relationship. Ever since he broke it off, all I can think about is how much I want him back and that I really did love him...

I work an an internet company. People have an account with us where they sign in with their email address and a password. More often than not, the password they use with us is the same as their email password. We've checked. We've logged into people's email accounts. I'll bet this is the same password they use for online banking and stock trading. People, please don't give your email address and normal password to silly dot coms like us. You need two types of passwords. Have a silly password for non-critical use. Then have a very secret high-level password for banking, credit cards and what-not.

I hate tomatoes.

I swear if my boss doesn't back the fuck up I'm going off on his forrest gump ass! I don't need your micromanagement ass in my way today buster!

I know I am too easily offended.  I am too sensitive to perceived slights.  But I also get very hurt when he withdraws and changes/cools so suddenly after what feels like such glorious, easy-going, at-long-last communication.  I don't know what I say or do to bring it on.  It exhausts me trying to work it out, and I think it's unkind because he knows what it does to me :(

i am so ready for love..........and i deserve to be love!

The world is so changed since my husband died. I don't smile anymore, I have nothing to smile about.
  Some days I feel like I am going insane when I think we should have grown old together.
  Now, I will be alone, I have no one to share things with.  The memories of the past of him and I are all I have.
  I go days without talking to anyone.  I am alone.  I don't have him to talk with, to share and to remember our past.  If I don't remember, our past, it is gone forever, like he wasn't even here at all.
  This is a nightmare, It is so surreal, I just don't understand why our lives turned out this way.
I miss him so much.  I still can't believe he's gone.

I CARNT wait to get you alone tomorrow.

My heart breaks for a man I never met, a father that will never see his baby girl grow up and a man that will never marry the love of his life. His life was taken over a damn pick up truck, by a few sorry excuses of human beings. But my heart also aches for those monsters families, their name dragged through the news, now forever tied to the pain that their monsters caused. I will never know what caused them to do this or what Tim's last thoughts were..I only hope it was thoughts of his beautiful little princess and his girl friends smile. Please be at rest dear stranger and know that we'll take care of your sweet little girl, you will not be forgotten.

I changed my mind about you. You don't deserve me. I know exactly what's going on. You're done.

Angelina Jolie voluntarily had her breasts removed? What?

It would be like an Olympic runner voluntarily having his legs removed.

I've never heard of such a strange thing. I brick might fall on my head tomorrow, therefore all buildings should be removed. A drunk driver might crash into me tomorrow, so all alcohol and cars should be removed.

I can't wrap my head around this. You might get cancer and lose your breasts.... so you jump the gun and remove your breast before you have cancer. Huh? Couldn't you have just waited and get yourself checked every few weeks?

The verdict of the Phili Dr who did those illegal abortions does not sway my argument on abortion. I still think that women should have full rights to abortion procedures.

When my father died two months ago, a big part of me died with him. I watched him suffer from cancer, and I was with him when he passed away. I watched the life leave his body. I felt his soul leave the room. Life is a cruel joke. What kind of god rips your loved ones away from you like that? I'm angry as all hell. Life feels so empty and meaningless now. What is the point of living if you're just going to die anyway? Nobody gets out alive. Ha ha, good one god. I'll never be truly happy again. Fuck you, god. fuck you

My bf is losing weight like crazy. I'm gaining weight like I have the money for all this food and new clothes that I will need to buy. WTF is wrong with me? I'm just waiting for him to tell me how disgusting I am and leave... because we both know he could do a lot better than me.

i hate that i can't seem to get ahead. i've got thousands in school debt. other than that, no debt. however, i work really hard and i still can't afford to buy a house or acquire enough good credit to do so...and i'm stuck renting in a big city. i have 2 small children. their mother stays at home with them and they get something that most kids these days cannot say they have: a mom at home who works very well with them.
all around me are people who have so much money, so much wealth. if i could make what they make, i'd quit this rat race and live out the rest of my days in comfort and peace, in some corner of the world.
what do they do? they work until they're over the age of retirement, because the allure of money is overpowering true happiness.

I hate television, but i watch it daily.

Women are the root of all the world's problems. Yes men start wars, but only because they're frustrated they aren't getting enough sex at home.

I find some election propaganda to be so dishonest. People in favor of a particular outcome tell outright lies to entice the pubic to vote a certain way. It's ridiculous that this goes on. Shouldn't there be laws to prevent this? I can't believe this is America. We were founded on the idea of fairness and what we get are outright lies.

Why can't the bagel store ever cut the bagel all the way through? Why is this such a hard concept? Bagels are their business. You'd think that out of everyone in the world, a bagel store would understand that if they don't cut the bagels all the way through, the bagel eater has to pull it apart. And when we pull it apart, the filling, be it cream cheese or chicken salad, makes a mess every which way.

Cut the bagels all the way through!

My sister told me about her menstrual issues. NO, JUST NO! Don't ever bring that up with me!!!! I'm your brother!!! I'm not your fucking boyfriend!!!!! Leave me out of that shit!!!!!

I feel so used. Again. She called yesterday and said she missed my company. She said she loves me and wants to work things out. She also said she's in a bind and can she borrow $1,000. I still love her. I will always love her. Of course I can lend her the money. She came over yesterday afternoon and we went to the bank. She said she would like to come over this morning and "make me happy". That was our coded way of saying sex.

Well guess what? She never showed this morning. No phone call. Nothing. How can some people be so bad? And more importantly, how could I possibly think I love this person?

I lost my job two years ago. We are living off our savings. My wife told me that as soon as I get a job she is divorcing me. She says she is waiting for me to get the job so I'll be forced to pay her alimony. What a stupid twat. This is exactly why I haven't gotten a job. If I wait one more year that will make three years with zero income, The last three years of income is what the courts use to calculate alimony. My wife will get some percentage of $0. Haha. Thanks for the tip that you are divorcing me.

As fucked as it is, the memory of him & I is forever there & I feel the universe has been infused for the better with something genuinely romantic. We met in the park, and we talked about music & poetry. We would go for rides, he showed me parts of town i'd never have gone to myself...met people he knew but was nothing like. There were streetwalkers, drug addicts and just the depressed. He would walk away with me in his arms as we said goodbye & he would tell me stories he had made up, & ones he planned to write about those people. He didn't judge them. I liked his humility. He knew I was from a different background entirely...though I never spoke to him about it. He and I haven't been together since way back when, nearly 11 years ago. But he still sends me emails. He still loves me. I'm married, with kids.

I am so turned on by him. Tall and sweet and handsome amd charming. He's a wonderful lover, pulls my hair and nibbles my nipples perfectly.  I can't get enough of him! He's an uncircumcised Scorpio.  I need this in my life.  I need it every single day...anx

We walked in the park for a while and talked. I liked it, and then we sat down at a bench and talked some more. Then he kissed me. I curled into his chest, thinking how much, at that very moment, I wanted to be with my teacher.

When you decide to have an affair....because you love the guy and he says he loves you...don't believe him....he is just looking to feel good about himself...then he will move onto  the next person....but end it by saying his wife found something on his computer (when you know he wouldn't keep anything) and that he didn't mean to cause you any harm...that is total bullshit...of course he meant to cause you harm....so don't be like me and fall for him....cause now I am alone...missing him....and I need to find someone new....

my fuck buddy is back!
i get hotter thinking about doing him than when the time actually comes...

It's strange, but I feel better.

I know exactly how I would do it.

It would be a couple days before your birthday. I'd bring my birthday present to you- two dozen homemade dirt cake cupcakes. After you've had a chance to try them, I would say, "I have one more surprise for you." Glance down at my purse. "But I didn't have a chance to wrap it, so you're gonna have to close your eyes, but first..." Hold up my hand, pinky extended. "Promise me you won't peek."

And you would smile at our little inside joke, and you would wrap your pinky around mine. We would both bite our thumbs to seal the deal. Then, you would close your eyes.

And that is when I would work up the courage to kiss you.

I say "would" when I want to say "will". It's all planned out in my head, including the part where (potentially) you reject me. I know I can work up the courage to do it, but I don't know if I can handle your reaction. If you run away and refuse to talk to me... I don't know what I'd do.

But oh, man, is it beautiful picturing you kissing me back...

It's like I have a central core that is drawn to you as if it's been magnetized or something.  You stand next to me and it's all I can do not to lean in.  We walk side by side and I want to catch your hand.  You brush my cold hand with your warm one and my skin tingles. What is this madness, this magic?

grapes, m&m's, alcohol, pool and jacuzzi. and you. after 11 on a school night. perfect

I am so turned on by him. Tall and sweet and handsome amd charming. He's a wonderful lover, pulls my hair and nibbles my nipples perfectly.  I can't get enough of him! He's an uncircumcised Scorpio.  I need this in my life.  I need it every single day...anx

I wish i was not so forgiving. I wish i could say i never think of you at all, but every time I see an orange Post-It note, I think of you. And your uppercase handwriting. You and your sweet notes to me and the "Uk Maga Dodo :)" and the "Σαγαπω". I think I will always think of you when I see an orange Post-It and for that reason I know that, even though you weren't the guy I thought you to be, you will always have a little spot, right in the corner of my heart.

With the stress of my new job, there is no way I could keep up with you. Its a good thing.

My employers are assholes. They refuse to give anyone a raise, refuse to promote from within the company, and now I'm hearing rumors that the owner of the company is meeting with businessman and lawyers to potentially sell the company. Get a new job they say. Well in case you haven't noticed the economy still sucks ass and I only have a few years in my career of choice. I have no self confidence and I suck at selling myself. I fucking hate myself right now.

I want to feel you lips on mine, i miss them,I just want you to kiss me, I love  the way you whisper in my ear, rub and scratch the back of my head, in think You know... how hard that get me..

She gets upset when I tell her I masturbated to porn.

What she doesn't know is that I watch it on mute while listening to a recording I have of her orgasming.

I support everyone's decisions in who they decide to date no matter their gender. Afterall, you can't help who you love.

except now i'm in a situation where i should listen to my own advice but it's easier said than done.

From the age of 13 till even today I had to be responsible for the actions of my own mother. My parents divorced at the same time I was 13 and my mother could not handle it very well. She was not bright either. Well one night she took me to my dads, and in full view of me she grabbed my aluminum baseball bat and beat down the back door then ran to the car and drove off.

It was the house we grew up in but he kept it after the divorce. My father knew who did it and told me that I have to take responsibility for her and my brothers. I fixed the door and made sure she didnt come by again.

Since then I had to make decisions for her on what jobs to get, why she should not quit a 12/hr job with bonus and benefits for a min wage job at the Dollar Store. Seriously, she somehow thought she was going to make sooo much money working at the Dollar Store making minimum wage, un-fucking believable.

I had to teach her vital social skills, she would bring up things in conversations with strangers that she shouldnt.

I ended up giving over 20k from when I was 16-22 to her so she could give it to rest of the family.

Now finally she can make smart decisions on her own. At least kinda. But isnt it fucked up that a 13yr old boy had to take responsibility for two younger brothers and a 40s something year old woman till she was 50 and maybe beyond??


I vow I will never have kids or get married. I will be very happy dying alone when I get old and successful.

If you ever think your ex is a bastard, know that mine cheated, stole from me, and ended things by making this huge  fight happen, then just changed status and deleting photos on facebook without even tell me

He was also very bad in bed.

When i read secrets by people who are depressed, i am reminded of my ex boyfriend..i still hope he has found some measure of happiness.

I hate my family, I hate life, I hate EVERYTHING. I never knew I could be filled with so much rage and resentment for life and living. Stop comforting me, stop coddling me, I don't NEED comfort. And don't fucking tell me it's going to be okay. Unless you can fucking teleport here and inject me with endorphins, YOU DON'T KNOW THAT IT'S GOING TO BE FUCKING OKAY. FUCK YOU. AND FUCK OFF DAVID YOU CUNT ASS STALKER I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOU.

I'm not sure that it's death I am waiting for, but instead an event that will perhaps give some shred of meaning to life.

Everyone agrees that my grandmother is a terrible cook, but her food is made with so much care and love that getting to eat the things she makes still makes everyone wildly happy. Thanks, grandma. (Written over a cup of coffee and her too-dry cranberry bread.)

i get so horny sometimes. there are some days i masterbate three and four times. i once masterbated while driving around town doing errands. lol!

- married, female, 30 something which i suppose means im in my sexual prime!

It is so comforting to know that I am not alone in having a mean, self centered mother.

It's even better knowing that I don't have to be like her, that I am my own person and can break the cycle of abuse on my mother's side of the family.

There is a really ignorant stigma in my family that if you have mental health issues you deal with them yourself. This is why my mother never sought help. I swear to this day she is I undiagnosed bipolar and I am still trying to accept the relationship that she and I will never have.

I try to pray for her. I pray not to hate or resent her, but to love and accept her. It is very hard, if I don't call her I feel guilty - like I am being a bad daughter. When I call and I don't hear back, or she says she'll call back and she doesn't, I feel the rejection I always felt as a kid.

I often wonder if I'll feel relief or remorse when she's gone...
(Feel guilty even admitting that)

I am going to love you the rest of my life.  You are the one for me.  I know we aren't together right now, but I still believe in "us."  I still believe in "you." You are worth every minute of everyday.  You are the one who is my missing piece.  You are the one.  I just want us to become together again.  We all make mistakes but all you have to do is reach out your hand and make amends.

World, let me ask you this. I come home from work and very often I'll change into my pajamas so I'll be comfortable for the rest of the evening. We all know pajamas are the most comfortable clothes you can wear. So why do we get up in the morning and put on "regular" clothes? Why don't we wear pajamas all the time? Wouldn't you just feel so much more comfortable at a meeting in the office if everyone was wearing pajamas?

I'd love to go an entire week - hell, an entire weekend - without having a nightmare.

the seniors from last year are starting to come back now,
the only ones to have said hello to me or otherwise greeted me are the ones that i fucked last summer.

I don't like talking to my mother that much.

Parents had shitty marriage.  He ran around on her and slapped her a few times.  Yes, it was pretty fucked up for you Mom but fuck, how can you talk to a 6 year old about your marriage?  Roundabout allusions, direct accusations against my father, how the hell did that not fuck me up?  That's when I learned that marriage sucks.

I still remember the night she called after they got divorced and I was 4 states away at my first job.  Long crying talk about suicide, where the shotgun was, how easy it would be to take your head off.  WTF!?  I drove 8 hours home that weekend.  Smiles and apologies for 'upsetting' me.  That's when I learned that tears can be a weapon.

I cheat and I don't let people in because I learned my lessons well.

Tonight we went out as a family for the first time in months. It was good. Problem is, we hate our mother. We despise her. She is why we haven't been out as a family. She is so selfish, she doesn't appreciate us.. and she hates us. The only reason we were so good was because she was.. and only because of everything we did for her. (We spoiled her, tho she did not deserve.)

Tomorrow she will be right back to her normal self.

If i can ever have children, they will never know their grandma.. and i will be the mother i never had.

A: I don't care how tough he is. He hit you, multiple times. No matter what he says, he's the furthest possible thing from a man. People like him are the scum of the earth. Promise me you won't go back. EVER.

M.

I just want to be good enough for him. I want him to want to be with me.

Its so sad how many people don't have good relationships with their mothers. I am very lucky to have a great loving mother and have a great almost friendship with her. I hope those who don't have this will do their best to create that relationship with their own children. You don't have to turn out like your mother. You could be loving and caring and create great relationships. I hope someday to be just a fraction of what my mother is

It wouldn't make me so mad if you'd just admit that you don't want to see me. I'm so tired of this game. I'd rather be alone than be disappointed every night. Don't text me. Don't ask to see me. Don't tell me you miss me.

You had your chance(s). I refuse to be stood up any more.

Same old mothers day manipulation. We tell our mother we'll take her out for dinner. She says no and makes a big dinner for us. Then for the next few months she complains bitterly that she had to make her own dinner on mothers day. I'm so tired of her shit.

I can't take off my wedding ring. It's been over a year. The ring....

Id really like to kill myself. Im so depressed.

I need to get out of my head. I like you.

Just got the Mother's Day phone call out of the way.. Wow so awkward, a mother and a daughter who love each other, sure, but we don't like each other.

It's best not to fake what will never be there.

I don't understand why my wife takes such good care of her body. She works out everyday and has sculpted her body to perfection. She has the hottest look of anyone I know. But she never has sex. Like what was the point? It puts me in mind of an anorexic who makes herself a huge dinner and then only stares at the feast without ever tasting any of the food.

I have an incredible memory. Very convenient when it comes to studying for my classes. I get superb grades.

But there's a huge downside. I remember everything else too. I remember when I said something stupid at a party in front of a crowd and no laughed. I remember when I got caught lying to a group of people who trusted me. I remember the crushing feeling of my girlfriend dumping me.

If I had to do it over again, maybe I'd rather have an average memory and get Bs in all my classes so the constant barrage of guilty memories would go away.

I often yank one out to bi sexual porn. I envision me and my wife in the scenes on the screen where I'm licking her pussy while she watches the other guy do me up the butt. Out of all my yank off fantasies, this one makes me come the most.

One time my step daughter walked in while I was cumming into her mothers pussy. She never said anything but I know she rubbed her pussy many times thinking about it.

I lied...I am seeing someone not that you'll ever find out who he is...after what you did you don't deserve to hear the truth..I'm done..been done with you for awhile now and as a result relatively stress free. Truth be told, I haven't thought about you all these months..that's how I like it..so please don't come looking for me..don't darken my door..you are an underhanded conniving individual and have no place in my life but yet I still wish you peace and a measure of happiness..take care stranger.

It's Mother's Day, and I was all set to take my wife and little boy to the zoo and enjoy the beautiful weather.  We were all packed up and within five minutes of leaving.  Then she threw a hissy fit.  So instead of enjoying the day with my family, I took a nap and cut the grass.  This is fucking bullshit. Grow the fuck up.

I know you came back into my life just to screw it up....I know now that you really never loved me....the sad part is I have always loved you, will always love you....I don't believe for one minute that your wife found something on your computer about us....you don't keep anything....you just wanted to screw with my life....and move onto the next person..(you really helped me get out of a loveless marriage)....John, have a good life with your wife and children....I know that is where you need to be....and I always knew you would never leave her....I will get on with my life....and in time I won't think about you....it has been 8 months....I just needed to say this and have it out there....so I can heal....

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Honestly I haven't a clue of the secrets your soul knows of mine. It's kind of funny that my soul yearns to shout that it loves yours over rooftops. I can't sleep until I pray to God that you are alright and doing well. I had no idea love could hit a heart so hard, it's a beautiful love that only thrivehead. I took pictures and recorded the moments I was with you in my mind, it's a blessing to carry those moments, it's even more of a blessing that I met you. God knows how much I love you, I know, my dearest friends know to an extent and you know it in some sort of amount. I have tried to scope and search for someone on this earth I could love greatler and so far here has been no one else. I don't know the secrets of your heart but yours has found a different muse, I know. This muse of yours is undoubtly beautiful and I know how happy she makes you. I can only hope we all have many fantastic years on this world and get to enjoy the company of each other in this life and the next. For now I'll sing the words of Eponine until I find someone else. I must say it's quite the pleasure fancying you, keep having fun darling!

I wish it wasn't Mothers Day......I don't want to live another day. If I was granted a Mother's Day wish.....It would be that they could let me go without pain so that mine would stop.

I wish my boyfriend was better in bed! I mean I love him but, damn he sucks! I think the problem is that he's a little too selfish...idk

The question I have for my total package is " Do you want to spend the rest of your life with me?" We have choices and I would choose you.

Honestly, I haven't a clue of the secrets your soul knows of mine. It's kind of funny that my soul yearns to shout that it loves yours over rooftops. I can't sleep until I pray to God that you are alright and doing well. I had no idea love could hit a heart so hard, it's a beautiful love that only thrives in my head. I took pictures and recorded the moments I was with you in my mind, it's a blessing to carry those moments, it's even more of a blessing that I met you. God knows how much I love you, I know, my dearest friends know to an extent and you know it in some sort of amount. I have tried to scope and search for someone on this earth I could love greater and so far here has been no one else. I don't know the secrets of your heart but yours has found a different muse, I know. This muse of yours is undoubtly beautiful and I know how happy she makes you. I can only hope we all have many fantastic years in this world and get to enjoy the company of each other in this life and the next. For now I'll sing the words of Eponine until I find someone else. I must say it's quite the pleasure fancying you, keep having fun darling!

i don't like that my friend and bf talk on Facebook. why does she only get the friendly, funny guy but i don't?

i know they would never be together but damn, it pisses me off.

when that really sweet but fucked up gay couple invites you over to their cool apartment to do ecstasy with them, say no.

I am FREAKING out right now!! Just found some sort of bump on my vag and I don't know why to do!!! I've slept with 2 guys but I've slept with them before for a good 6 months a piece and nothing. But now!!! OMG. FTFO. I can't ask anyone to look at it. Please God just let it be a cut from my razor or an ingrown hair please please oh please

If I wanted non-sensible, inconsistent advice, I would have asked people on an internet forum.

"Yep... sure.. I love you and shit."

Nice! My husband has this great way with words.

My now husband of 15 years, broke up for about a year,  roughly the year before we decided to get married. I dated another guy during that time. One guy and two abortions. My husband still doesn't know. We have had 3 children together since.

He's brutal about "sluts" whom he knows aborted.

Imagine if he knew he married one?!

i still believe you're my happily ever after.

i know you think of me being there, while i wish for you to be here.

i want to change my life and i want you in it.

My heart is still yearns for you.  I cant help but feel that you may becoming back.  The only way you can come back is by telling the truth.  Make things better with a different way.  Start by a  phone call.  I will answer.  Thats all that needs to happen.  There is no pride in regards to this.  Your pride went out the door with the lies.  When you the tell the truth that is true and real pride you will gain.

I wish I was old enough to look back on college with a good perspective.  I graduated today and I am worried that nothing will ever live up to the fun I had

I had great friends.  Yeah, there were some fights and things changed with people- but I was never alone. I always had someplace to be and someone to talk to.

I got decent grades.  Yeah, I failed a couple classes but for the most part, my professors loved me and I did just fine.

I partied pretty hard.  Yeah, I had nights where I passed out and didn't make it to the party.  But I also had some great nights where I met the coolest people and had the time of my life.  

I dated a lot.  Yeah, I spent the first year and a half in a relationship where we fought all the time.  But I ended it and moved on and met some really great guys that helped me realize what I need in a future relationship.  I got to know my sexual and emotional preferences better than ever before.

And most importantly- I realized what was going on with myself.  and I love myself

I have no skills. No one will employ me. The only thing I know how to do is give a good bj. I'd like to put that on my resume, but out of all the job hunting sites I visit looking for tips, none of them mentioning putting my bj skills on my resume.

Kidnapping women and keeping them as sex slave is bad. I get that. But is it possible that men sink this low because under normal circumstances too many women withhold sex and use it as a weapon? Maybe men who kidnap are fighting back the only way they know how.

I scream at people for their mistakes. Then I realize it's me who made the mistake. Then I pretend like I was only kidding. Hopefully people believe me.

Being alone is vastly preferable to the alternative.

my husband is at a little league game with our sons. he will be gone for another two hours. if you came over right now, i'd have sex with you.

I have a friend who works at a start-up. Their company stock has gone from $12 down to $1.07. Why does this make me so happy?

If I ask my wife to be a little more quiet, she will get louder. If I ask her to walk a little faster, she will walk a little slower. During our wedding ceremony, when the priest suggested we love, honor and cherish each other... well you can guess what happened.

I go on these mental binges where I get nervous about the oddest things. Like I'll get it into my head that a meteorite will come crashing down out of the sky and bonk me on the head, killing me instantly. So for the next day or so, when I'm outside, I'll keep glancing up at the sky so I can see the meteorite coming and jump out of the way. Yes, I am a completely ridiculous basket case.

I need to have contact with another person. I need some sort of interaction. I'm so tired of being an "island". I'm so desperate that I'm thinking of going to Starbucks and waiting for someone to vacate a comfy velvet chair, and then quickly rushing over and sitting down, just so I can feel the residual warmth of another human body. This is my life.

Wow.  One step closer.  Again, I just want to have you sit on my lap while I hug you, kiss you and run my fingers through your hair.

Thanks for coming out tonight.

Nothing annoys me more than when my mother is right about something.

Recently, ive turned into such a little slut. On this site i go on, i exchange dirties with alot of people.

Exploring a side of me, i have a Sir. He owns me.

And i text someone. We act like a couple in a LDR. He loves me.

I am engaged to a wonderful man of two years. I should feel guilty... buuut i don't. Hes probably doing it too. This is my first time, ive caught him doing it countless times. Instead of dumping him, i turn into him.

I need to stop. Damnit.

I ate too much. Those last two scoops of ice cream really pushed it over the edge.

I Think Melissa McCarthy is Hot and I want to Fuck her HARD in BOTH HOLES!!!

I love you. I can't imagine my life without you and i would never want to find out what it would be like. But i just don't know if i really want to be married anymore. That sounds terrible. Maybe we just need counseling or something. But we both know we'll never do that.

One phone call all it takes.  One phone call to open up the communication line.  But it will not be from me...  What is there to lose?

Last night I had super hot phone sex for the first time ever. It was so exhilarating to hear him pleasure himself as I described my body and what I wanted to do to him! And I had the best orgasm with him on the line. After over a year in a long distance relationship, this new adventure will definitely make the nights more exciting!

so this really hot guy met me online and add me on skype.

he looks really interested.
i can't wait until he sees my whole body.

crap.
he's going to make so much fun of me.

These secrets are so hot. I want to rub one out right now but I just painted my fingernails.

If he leaves, I will not know what to do with myself. I'm afraid I will hate myself again and start sleeping with anyone to make myself feel better for a little while.

I hope he doesn't leave. I love him more than anything.

I hope I learn to love myself.

Old men and lesbos are the only types that ever hit on me. What the f***?!?!?!!?!

C'mon man is there a dude in his thirties willing to hit on me?? I don't know am I being shallow to want to date a peer for the first time in years???? I'm all set with the Viagra crowd!

Shit, fuck - SHIT!!!!!

Just broke up with my scumbag boyfriend.

RIGHT on the same time the ONLY decent, fun, cute guy I know gets interested on a girl.

Who we've met for less than a month.
Whom my ex introduced to the group.

Seriously..

I used to feel sad, angry & so forth because I never had children.  

Now I feel that if I'd become a mother, I probably would've turned into a psycho out of a story like "A Child Called It".

I can do this.  I'm going to leave this fucked up situation and be okay.  I CAN DO THIS.  I CAN DO THIS.  I.CAN.DO.THIS.

i'm way to fucked up for any relationship.

My bf hates me for giving head to previous partners. He thinks I should've hated it. I didn't, so I'm not the sweet innocent victim he thought.

I'd rather him leave than hold it over my head forever. He can't even talk about wanting to have sex with my anymore, much less actually having sex with me.

I hate myself. I'm thinking about ending the relationship.

I wish I had lied and told him I had never done it before.

Happy Birthday Christine. I still wonder sometimes what could have been if not for your fears and insecurities, but at least I know I gave it my best try. I hope you're doing well and hope you're truly happy.  

-D

I was laid off twice in two years and I have had less than steady employment for the past year. I lost everything that I worked for--home, savings, 401k all of it. I am sending out resumes daily but the response is tepid.

I tell my friends and family that I might go to the land of my ancestors and chill out for a few weeks this Summer. They ask me if I will call off the trip if I get work. I say "Of COURSE!"

My secret: The only jobs that are coming my way are 25-30 hours a week and on contract. If I am in another contract with part time hours I am going anyway.
I did what I was supposed to all those years. I put off vacations and family plans to work because it would look good to my employers and build a career. I lost it all anyway. Fuck all of them. I'm going to be a beach bum for a month.

147214 nominated for best of. I love it. Thanks.

I can't see myself marrying anyone but you. I will wait as long as it takes for you to notice me that way too.

I'd like to thank my boss for being such a bitch to me. It's the only thing that has motivated me to go back to college. I'm young, well connected in our field, single with no kids, and have my whole life ahead of me. What do you have? I will be more successful than you oan ever dream.

I sometimes feel that my friends and I are drifting apart as we get older and I really don't like one of my friends for causing divisions within our friendship group... it makes me sad :( I'm scared that I'll have no contact with such wonderful people. My friendship in primary school was more stable however we have lost contact :( Okay... now as I go on to write this secret my anger is growing... NOW I REALLY HATE THIS PERSON!!!!- taking one of my closest friend since year 7 away from me :@

I secretly hate all my skinny beautiful friends because I'm jealous I don't look like them.

I used to wet myself in the classroom because I was too scared to go to the bathroom alone.... :|

Ya know, I'm a fucking awesome lover!
I take my time if they want to, or I can just make them cum in 10 minutes. Nothing makes me happier than giving a good blowjob. I like to be dirty, to tease, to look them in the eyes while I fuck/suck their brains out, I like to be called names, to be hurt, to pretty much everything.

I have limits. No pee, no fecal matter, no barf, no guys wearing diapers. And it's pretty much that, I'll do everything else. Role play, bondage, in public, what ever.

The problem is that I can't have some fun with a fuck buddy because I'm 20lbs overweight. Nobody even gives me a fucking chance because my belly is a flabby! Guys like bigger chicks because they have huge tits, and guess what, I don't! Everybody compliments me on my beautiful "blowjob" lips, on my innocent big blue eyes, but then they see the normal breasts with a big belly, they RUN.

This is fucking bullshit.
I need to lose some fucking weight.

I don't give a shit if someone's hot. I really don't. Unless I'm emotionally attached to the person, I don't care. Yes, I do have crushes on celebrities, but, I'm in love with their characters on tv, or they music.So I'm emotionally attached to them as well. I think all naked bodies are ugly, unless I love the person. Porn is so boring. I'll watch it, but it usually just ends up with me fantacising about someone I know. There has to be emotion involved, or else it's just dumb. People will say, "that chick/dude over there is hot, don't you agree??" And I'm like, "it's whatever. I don't even know them." I'm not attracted to anyone I don't know.

Big dogs should be illegal. For one thing, they bite people. Sometimes they even kill people. Not cool.

But also, far too often when I bump into a friend with a big dog, the animal sniffs my private parts. Hello? Excuse me? Why should I be subjected to your dog sniffing my vj? That should be a criminal offense. I mean, how can you possibly allow your dog to do that? Dumbass.

If I ever get a dog, I'd get something very small so it couldn't possibly reach high enough to invade a woman's privacy!!

A lot of people don't say goodbye to me when I leave work. I don't even know what I did. How could I have pissed off that many people? Especially people I don't even talk to. They act like it's SUCH a chore to say hi, or goodbye, to me. They get so annoyed with me. I would like to make friends with these people, but giving me the time of day is just so much work for them. I don't know if it's because they judge me, or if it's something I did. Is it rumors? I don't know. I'm really sad about it. Why don't they want to be my friend? What did I even do?

I don't understand why people get mad at slow, stupid people. Have some patience, bitch. You don't have to be a douche because someone doesn't do something right the first time. Or the second time. Or the third. Or the 20th. Learn how to be patient. It's not that effing hard. Jerk.

Why do you give me fake compliments? I actually MEANT the compliments that I said to you. STOP GIVING ME FAKE BEING FAKE COMPLIMENTS. YOU LOOK SO STUPID DOING THAT. STOP.

My control freak wife emailed me a list of the items I'm supposed to get her for mothers day. A dress, a sweater, a pair of sunglasses, a new iphone, a pair of earrings. She has them on hold at various stores. She tells me I need to get over there today to pay for the stuff because the stores won't hold them any longer. She even told me to be sure to have the stores gift wrap the items because my wife doesn't like the way I wrap presents.

For fathers day I'd like to get a divorce. No gift wrapping necessary.

when i'm weak i draw strength from you...
even though we are apart we are each other's

density

I'm concerned about the future of mankind. People think it's okay to kill little kids with pressure cooker bombs and kidnap women as sex slaves. But it's not just that. It's what happens next. There are thousands more fringe people in this country who watch the news and see these events and it puts ideas in their heads, bad ideas. We are going to see more and more bombs, more and more kidnappings. I'd like to blame the sensationalism on the media. I'd like to blame the political shenanigans. I'd like to blame the hedge fund crooks. I'd like to blame someone. But the truth is, being crappy is human nature. It's who we are. There's no escaping it. Fasten your seat belt, we're going to go down hill real fast from here.

Severe chest pains again today. I'm scared.

I didn't cheat. Cheating involves intercourse. So I told the truth. I was kissing him and gave him a hand job. If you would come home earlier from work and pay some attention to me like a husband should, then I wouldn't be out there kissing other guys. Ever think of that moron? Take some responsibility!

I have the most amazing lover ever!  We connect on all levels like I've never known before.  We are each others mirror and that leads to amazing and out of this world fucking!!  I have a freak and I (we ) have never been happier !!

If your spouse doesn't connect with you , you'll be seeking that true connection elsewhere , or just be miserable in your current situation.

dont say i didnt warn you..... stop being a total prick to me.....shes never going to fuck you again are you and idoit? its not going to happen.. oh gee go on vaca yeah like thats  gonna fucking help??? are you fucking stupid  ?  at least im sure youll get laid right? she doesnt even know  how fucking lucky she is  to see you and be with you each and every day...EACH AND EVERY DAY........fuck! i would give my eye teeth to have that  just o look at you... and maybe touch you.....i would love that................................

i judge people and deduce things about their life based on the contents of their shopping cart.

Nothing gives me a bigger, stiffer hard-on than walking down the feminine hygiene aisle of any supermarket!  Just seeing all the beautiful boxes of pads, tampons & douches, so bright and colorful, gives me such a raging boner that I just want to rip open each box and shove every last tampon deep in my ass, until the entire length of my intestines are packed full of soft, fluffy white cotton!

Here is my secret, although it's not much of a secret anymore. We've told the story to all our friends. I saw my sister in law naked, like big time unbelievable naked. And right in front of my wife. I took a week off work to repaint the interior of my house. My wife asked if I could pay her sister to be our helper. No problem. Plenty of painting to be done. At one point I was up on a step ladder in the dining room painting the corner moldings with white oil based enamel. The sister in law came in to get something. She bumped into my paint tray and managed to knock it off the ladder getting it all over herself. I mean like ALL over herself. It was in her hair and on her face and neck. It was all over her shirt and dripping onto her shorts and legs. Like it was everywhere. My wife and I at first used paper towels to get the major gobs of paint off her. But it was oil based paint and you can't just wipe it off. So I get the turpentine and some rags and my wife and I go at it that way. But by then it was under her shirt and oozing down her chest and back. So my wife tells her she has to take her clothes off so we can get to the paint under her clothing. And my sister in law is like "No way". And my wife is like "Yes way". My wife says she has to take her clothes off right there in the dining room so we can at least get the big blobs off. Then she will have to stand in the shower and we will rub her skin with the turpentine  and soapy water to get the residual off. So after a little discussion, that's what we did. My sister in law took off shirt (no bra), and her shorts (no undies). And once we got most of the paint off, we walked her into the shower. For the first few minutes the plan was for me to stand behind the sister so I couldn't see the goods, but I could use turpentine, a rag and a comb to get the paint out of her hair, while my wife worked on her sister's front and back.  But there was so much paint everywhere that within short order I was on my knees dabbing at her pubic hair with turpentine. Nothing was sacred. 45 minutes of me touching my sister in law everywhere with my wife standing right there. Happened two years ago. All true. We laugh about it now. What else can we do. Plenty of jokes by people asking my sister in law if she can come over and paint their house. LOL!

Most kids shouldn't go to college. It's a waste of money. I worked as a trader at a major Wall Street trading company. Half the guys went to college, the other half didn't. We all made the same large paychecks. Getting an A in a college class on Moby Dick didn't mean squat on the trading floor. Having confidence in yourself mattered much more. Having good intuition was much more valuable than having a high tuition. Listen to me kids, seriously consider not going to college. It's all some really expensive hype.

i am beginning to dislike my husband again. we had a good run there for a period of time where we felt connected, together...a team. now he's being guarded-again. he won't like for me to be affectionate or give him hugs or cuddle him. it's just too fucking much. after we had what i'd consider an unusual sex romp (he initiated and was more aggressive/assertive, and used dirty language). He never does this, any of this. it was nice. i always initiate and i generally do most of the work and am in control. so this was a pleasant change of pace. i felt like a woman. i felt sexy, like my husband wanted me, lusted after me, etc.
this is how i've been with every single lover i've known, except my husband. he has a twisted psychological way of making one feel guilty even if they have done nothing wrong.
of course, he makes me feel this way about having sex with him that night.
i was playfully being affectionate with him and he didn't like it. he said it annoyed him, my playfighting. i get that but i don't get his reaction. i asked him why he's being so mean to me, why he's in a bad mood. his answer is i just need to quit picking...and "I gave you good loving the other night so you have no reason to be complaining."
now i know fully how he must view sex. it's a chore.
doing that was work.
i'm a decade younger than him, petite, fit and toned.
i'm not some lazy bum who eats away her life on a couch each day. i'm active. i'm attractive by men's standards.
and i'm a good wife. i enjoy sex with my husband. and i don't give in to other (HOT) men's advances at flirting with me. i have taught myself to ignore these things and pass them off as "friendly men." the truth is they aren't friendly they just want to be friendlier with me, and i'm too occupied being a wife and mother and caring about what i considered most important.
well forget that. it's all bullshit if my husband finds me a chore. he'll see eventually, with every fucking bitch that comes his way, that i'm genuine and loving and a rare find that he tossed away like something in his way.
if i'm in your way, i'll be happy to go.
if my needs aren't important to you, i am okay with that, but i've put them on hold so long and i'll be old before i realize that they are entirely lost on me.
i don't need a man to validate me.
i don't need much as a single and independent person that nobody loves.

Everyday it becomes more clear that God hates me and does not want me to be successful.

I told myself I wouldn't do it, but I went back to the massage parlor and got jerked off again.  I just had to.  She offered to fuck me, but I just wanted her to jerk me hard when I came.  I sucked her titties and she was moaning.  It was great.  I could tell she really enjoyed it.  I came sooooo much.  Next time I'm going to have her jerk me off on her titties.  I want to see my cum fly out my dick and land on her boobs and chin.  All these things I've heard people do, and now I'm trying it all for myself.

I used to to love to fuck. I had a healthy, beautiful shining singing sex life.

Now? I can't be bothered to have sex with my husband... why? Well, if I want the same 4 moves, in the same place (bed) and foreplay is, "Want to do it?" Want to DO it...from a man in his 40s. Otherwise, no dirty talk, no whispered nasty, no porn, no showers together (and by that I mean just taking a shower together not golden), no fantasies sharing. Freezes up when I do/try/say anything different. I am a squirter so he makes sure to not touch my G spot because it gets too messy. Dislikes 69.

Does he know, how would he respond if I said, "spank me, fuck the shit out of me, cum all over my face, grab my hair, call me during the fucking day and tell me you want me in my black lace on my knees waiting for your cock, sucking you off the moment you get home. Tell me you are hungry for a taste of my pussy, demand I wear a skirt without panties..."

I am drowning in this sibling relationship.

So... now, when he says (after not giving me a kiss with tongue for 6 weeks) "Do you wanna do it?"
"I'm not in the mood/headache/tired/period/whatever." I can't be bothered to be a receptacle for your sperm as you screw your eyes shut, not looking at me, treating my body like a complicated dance routine. No, for that? I'm just not in the mood.

I can just imagine him bitching to his friends about now that he is married he never gets sex like before, about his cool wife who is never in the mood. Meanwhile, his wife dying from lack of good sex, physical connection, a man that truly makes her feel like he wants to fuck HER and not just a semi wet-ish wet hole.

I hate womens pants. I'm a decently fit 35 yr old woman & I hate my jeans. I know I have a bubble ass. But why can't there be a pair of jeans out there that don't give me plumbers crack? WTF!! It's not cute, it's not sexy. Never has been, even with a thong poking out, and it never will be. I buy some different cut jeans (full rise) and I feel like my grandmother on the farm. I want a pair of jeans that don't look farmhouse, COVERS MY WHOLE ASS, EVEN WHEN I'M KNEELING DOWN!! Wtf is the point of having cute jeans that look good in the legs if you just have to wear a jacket because you feel so self conscious about your ass crack sticking out, everytime you pick something up off the ground. I have little kids. I do ALOT of picking up.
So if low rise jeans are too short and full rise jeans are too country to wear, wtf is the middle ground?
I hate my damn jeans. Screw Hilficker. (Yes, it's misspelled on purpose) Your damn expensive jeans don't even cover my ass. What the hell am I paying you for?

If something bad can happen, it'll happen to me. I'm not even exaggerating. I literally get blood infections just for being alive. Yep. Even my own blood hates me. Fuck you genetics. Fat, ugly, and infected. That's my life. I want to die.

First time lying to my family about my final grades. I failed two classes and told them I got C's. It was easier than I thought it would be.

i really thought you loved me.
i loved you with everything i had.
i gave you everything.
its okay though, tonight proved everything.
you run to that girl,
who tells me that ""your too busy at the bar" at a brus room when i tell her that your mom is a wreck.
she doesn't care about your family.
you can become that person too so you both will be equally shitty and perfect for each other.
i'm moving on,
and you'll regret losing your best friend and the girl who gave you her all.
who loved your family like their own.
apparently you have more in common with your aunt than you think.
remember nick? wow, he seems to be very similar in demeanor.
just like the one you're dating. in it for themself.
i'll be fine, i'll find someone who wants to treat me right.
this isn't the first time its happened.
and i'm sure you'll realize you made a huge mistake.
you can fall in that grave you're burying.
because shes helping you dig it too.

I was devastated when you cancelled our hike/wine tasting. I thought that after almost 10 years you had finally asked me out. Didn't realize you only wanted to hang out with me in a group as friends.

I was devastated when you cancelled our hike/wine tasting. I thought after almost 10 years you had finally decided to ask me out.

Was at a company lunch. Was sitting next to woman and her boss. Didn't know them very well. We were having a pleasant conversation when the woman mentions that her brother sits home all day watching old TV shows on Nickelodeon. He doesn't work. He just watches TV all day and eats. I roll my eyes and say what the hell is wrong with him. He needs to be more ambitious in life. He's acting like a total retard.

Dead silence. Then the woman starts crying and leaves the table. Her boss turns to me says, "Her brother has Downs Syndrome."

Whoops. Luckily I'm her boss's boss. I'm also a bit of an ass.

I'm 34yrs old and feel I experienced the worse year of my life. About a year an half ago I met this amazing girl. The relationship was going great until she lost her job and moved back with her mom. Her living situation was causing some issues and I felt we were on different paths. I decided to break it off with her right before a trip to HI (which I regret). We then tried to work things out again when she got back. She had a hard time giving her heart back. It lasted only weeks and she then decided to end it,  which my attitude reflected I really didn't care at the time.

I then went through this deep depression, it felt like nothing could pull me out. I literally felt I losing my mind. I had an extreme anxiety attack where it felt like I was breathing my last breath. While in depression, I would analyze myself everyday and try to figure out what I wanted. In this time I had to deal with another issue in which I've pushed off for years. One of the most embarrassing secrets few people know. It caused confusion in my sexuality and my behavior expressed this crazy state of mind many friends witnessed.

I had to seek therapy to cope with it. I think some friends almost know what it was just from the state of mind I was in along with behavior. I had no control over what they thought but, avoided many of them to give myself space and peace of mind. I still haven't told my best friend and still fell uncomfortable around him, like he is judging me. I carry such shame and have a lot of hypertension around friends and people now. I feel so isolated it causing everyday stress and depression. I've been told I have GAD. I thought many times to end my life and escape but, I know this isn't the answer. I'm at this point where it feels like relocation is the only option for me to give breathing space. I have shut connections off to everything in the city I life. I recent brought religion back into my life to help me have strength for better days which has helped some.

I work for an awesome company and couldn't complain about the work. My attitude isn't the best there though since most of these friends I mentioned work there as well. This is so hard for me when I have been Mr cool and nothing could break me, felt like I had it all at one point.

I am struggling with depression and wish I could tell someone. No one seems to want to know the sad details of my life.

Today I purposely broke my art project and made it look like an accident so I wouldn't have to finish it. Everyone freaked out and was rushing to be nice to me and help me clean it up. I acted really bummed out but on the inside I felt nothing. This is pretty shocking for me because I NEVER do shit like this. I'm always nice and feel guilty for EVERYTHING. I do feel bad for lying that I look back on it, but honestly? I hated it anyway. I'm glad I broke the ugly piece of shit. Because sometimes you just need to.

I don't understand why a wife thinks it's okay to sit around all day and gab with friends. She doesn't have to work. She doesn't have to do much at all. And then when the husband comes home from slaving away all day at the job, the wife thinks it's okay to be nasty, and nagging and deny him sex. Gee, how do I get a job being the wife?

i miss you.  things seemed to be going so well.  when did you stop liking me?  it couldnt have been that one little thing.  but Im not going to break, im going to wait until saturday to talk to you.  im not going to break.

Keep pining for my boyfriend and you'll find out what happens real fast.

I once embarrassed myself beyond repair and I'm still paying for it. I had a really good job. I made a lot of money. My boss needed me to fly to Europe on a business trip. But when I got to the airport, I freaked out. I was convinced the plane would crash. I don't know why. It just hit me. I was terrified. I couldn't do it. I couldn't get on the damn plane. I made a split second decision to ignore the final boarding call and not take the trip. I stood there paralyzed as the plane took off. Next morning my boss gets a call from the client asking where I was. I was sitting in my office. My boss came in all miffed wanting to know what was going on. I told him I was too afraid to fly. He was really mean about it and told everyone in the company what a moron I was. He was right. A few months later he fired me. I left the industry and have been doing fairly meaningless work ever since. That one split second decision to not get on that plane ruined my life. I could have been something in life. Instead I'm nothing except a coward because I'm still totally afraid to get on an airplane.

I feel like a beast. Like a fat, horrific, sore, tired and moody beast. I haven't felt sexy in such a long time...

31/f/5'5"/190 lbs of I wish I could sleep for a week

Today while I was walking home I had an (somewhat) unexpected mental breakdown. I cried out in frustration, I punched myself in the face, I tore at my hair and kicked at the sidewalk like a five-year old. I began crying a little and stopped a minute later. I just felt really angry and like I wanted to tear off my skin and eat my own hands.

I hate feeling this way. I wish I was dead sometimes. I wish I could be like a phoenix in a sense and just explode like an atom bomb. Just get rid of all the negative things in my head and life and reassemble from the ashes like it never happened.

I hate public speaking. It makes me extremely nervous. I mean I love people speaking. I love when the crowd laughs and applauds at my wittiness. I mean I hate public speaking. It makes me perspire. I mean I love public speaking because I am in control and have the mic and they must listen to me LOL! I mean I hate public speaking because they might not like me and they might say bad things about me. I mean I love public speaking because it makes my heart race. I mean I hate public speaking because it makes my heart race. Ah, finally I agree with myself. Sort of.

I have a child who is so dislikable. I try to be a good parent but he is a master manipulator and liar and general pain in the ass, so much so that I can't stand him. I think the success and good nature of my other children proves I'm a good parent. But this one child, ug. I'm not sure what I could have done differently to make him a better person. I have a feeling he will be in for a miserable life. It makes me sad, but there comes a point where I have to stop caring.

I snapped her game instead of snapping her wrist.

he said he is actually missing me. I miss him too. I really hope we can chat one of these days. There are so many things I´d like to share with him. I wish I could work with him, or for him. i miss my professor.

Arias' dead boyfriend was a moron. and a mormon. same thing.
didn't lose a cure for cancer with that one.
and before you think i'm an insensitive asshole, losing her won't be any dent in our society.
i'm so sick of people. how can you side with either of those lunatics?

I am a married man who has recently rediscovered how pleasurable anal sex is. I only use toys and have never actually had a cock in my ass. Recently I have posted a few times on craigslist in an attempt to find a safe and regular friend that could pound me a few times a week. I am not gay and have no interest in a romantic relationship with a guy. I just want a hard cock on call for when I want to get fucked. Anyway, I got a ton of interest from my posts but it just felt too sketchy so I did not follow through. It would be better if I knew a gay or bi guy first through friends or work or something, if I had a level of trust and accountability with them, before somehow striking up the idea of wanting to find a fuck buddy. Anyway, that felt like such a long shot that I basically resigned myself to toys and the fantasy of being fucked for real.

Until this morning that is. Through work I met a client's property manager. We had a very professional meeting but I immediately sensed he was either gay or bi and that he was definitely into me. Before I left he made sure to give me his number if I ever wanted to come back to the building for any reason. I gave him my card as well. I will definitely need to get back in the building and I will be intereacting with him on this project regularly. I think I might have found my fuck buddy.

After the meeting I called into the office and said I needed to go back home to meet a repair man. I did go home but instead I fucked myself with my biggest toy harder and deeper than ever, all the while imagining it was him pounding me from behind.

I think the judge in Cleveland should set the kidnapper's bail at $1. That's all, just $1. Let him go free in the community until his trial. But don't worry,the good people of Cleveland will take over from there.

I am an absolute fucking idiot. I actually fell for somebody's bullshit online....I should have known better. He turned out to be the biggest dirtbag loser. And I mean FUCKING LOSER. Even worse, I fucked him anyways. I was there, I haven't gotten laid in awhile...dear God, I hope nobody ever finds out. I'd be so embarrassed. WTF was I thinking?!

Over 10 years ago I met THE most awesome person online and I am totally and completely in love with you - "J".  I connected with you from the first moment we started chatting.   You knew what I wanted and you made me want it even more!   To this moment, each and ever time we talk my heart just races with happiness and excitement giving me butterflies.  J, you are in my thoughts and mind every moment of every day.  I have told you many times how intelligent, sexy and charismatic you are.  I've confessed to you that I now have a problem because "no one compares to you".   J, I have never actually "seen" you but I dream and pray every day that we will meet.  J, you are what I have waited for and have wanted my entire life.  J, I Love You!!!   Linda

Jodi Arias, now a convicted murderer, says she'd rather get the death penalty instead of life in prison. Hey, what's the problem. Help her out. Show her to the gas chamber today and be done with this circus. But this is America and guaranteed she will still be a alive and well 20 years from now, with several books and a TV movie made about her life.  And one day I'm sure we will see her in the WWF wrestling ring, clad in  a skimpy bikini, up against Casey Anthony.  We are a very sick society.... and it keeps getting worse.

I can tell you've been smoking pot again.  How do I know? Because you're acting paranoid.  We talked about that I would be sending the stuff for the dog so you could get him licensed.  Then you ask me about a certified letter from my zip code.  You know I don't trust the post office here.

But you asked me about it, which means either you refused it or you didn't open it first.  Nothing legal would ever come from my zip code, and you'd know that if you were capable of thinking straight.

But you often act paranoid after you've been smoking and I've noticed paranoia in others that do as well.  You always feel so cool while you're smoking it, but when it wears off, you are suspicious of anything and everything and cast aspersions on what I do when you know I have never done anything to hurt you.

THAT'S why I no longer believe it should be legal.  Because of the way you and your sons act once it wears off.

I wish all selfish people were cursed to live a life completely alone. I mean, that's what they really want isn't it?

Have you ever met someone you instantly clicked with? A magnetic sort of thing...like an energy field pulling you back to them no matter how you tried not to feel that way.
Yeah. That's us, alright.

I got the "best" of you and you got the "best" of me. Although it is over I will never forget those years. My Confession? After all of it...I still love you.

Once I went to a swinger party and there were all these people having sex everywhere...and alot who wanted to, but there was no one available so they hung against the wall with drinks, watching. I found myself getting sucked off by this woman while another man was forcing his cock into her ass. I saw her face flushing as he pushed it in and I was afraid she would bite me but she just moaned, mostly in pain I think, but she never stopped sucking me, on all fours the whole time huge tits swinging, and I came in her mouth and all over her face and I looked around at people watching, some smirking, some sullen while they held their drinks, and the cum dripped off my cock. It was really hot. But I don't think I would do that again. I went home to my family feeling really guilty.

I lied. I'm sorry.

I didn't come see you today to help you grade papers. (Though I honestly didn't mind that part.) I also didn't do it so I could help you talk your parents into letting you go to Chicago- I was actually on their side from the start. I did it because I suspected from that first phone call that you were manic. I saw you today so I could see what your mania was like first-hand. I needed to know what I was getting into.

And boy, did I get what I bargained for.

But you know, I learned a lot about you that I didn't expect. I learned that, even when you're blinded by anger, you can still recognize that you're going too far. I learned that you see the compassion in people even when you're furious with them. I learned that on your worst day, you still think of others and try to help them.

You really do surprise me every time I see you.

And you know what?

I'm more certain of this now than I've ever been. Kyle, I am in love with you.

Stephen Hawking is a fucking tool, and an idiot. Yep, boycott the country that is working on your cure. Hope you die in misery, ass.

Now I know why you put up with all my shit....all my name calling.  Because you felt guilty for the way you treated me.

I have so much pent up frustration. Let's start with person: I hate you so much, despite the event happening months ago, because I am the only person that realizes what a shit friend you actually are. It's exactly like she said, You get away with so much and don't even care. You got away with hurting me and causing me to have trust issues and yet you hardly notice and even if you did notice you wouldn't care one bit. This is because you are a shit human being and don't know how to act like a real friend. Now, person number 2... I hate you because you say we are close friends and then treat me like a back burner friend. STOP IT! Stop leading me on. We shouldn't be friends because you are so inconsiderate to my feelings. Before I could put up with it because I had hope that we would eventually be good friends but now you became popular,"perfect", and a straight up douche. Stop bothering me and leave me alone! As for the rest of you, I dislike you because you are all sooo boring. You guys plan to do these fun things and then bail to see a movie and that's it. Well fuck all of you. I am so excited to leave all of you pieces of shit.

I wish I was skinny, to the point where I've starved
Myself twice to lose weight and now that its not
Working for the third time I feel lost
Hopeless
Fat.

lives with his obnoxious mom. doesn't work. gets to the end of the month with $11 to his name. doesn't live up to his promises. goes to online chats. lies to make himself look more interesting. makes tons of spelling errors. has a small dick. turned out to be a selfish lover after the 5th time we fucked. has low sex drive.

it still hurts, but I'm pretty sure i dodged a bullet here.

God should wipe out the human race and start again.

I don't fucking like you. You are so damn clingy and as nice as you are to me, I know you have a crush on me and even after I told you that I just wanted to be friends, you kept being creepy about it. Your forced awkwardness isn't helping at all, either. Go away. I don't like you.

All my friends have bald husbands. I hate bald men. My husband has a full head of hair. It's his one and only redeeming quality.

I think our justice system is too kind. It is no where near enough that the Cleveland kidnapping assholes will spend the rest of their lives in prison. The punishment should be more severe. They should be forced to swallow acid. They should be forced to eat their own shit. They should be forced to cut off their own penises and eat them. Sadistic bastards would probably get off on it though.

I am literally paralyzed with the fear of you killing yourself. Paralyzed.

i love being an attractive female, and respecting that i understand this. it means that i realize i'm attractive, and i realize that there are men who fantasize about fucking me. the best part in all of this is, i know the fucktard bastards that most men are, complete fucking scum, degrading, chauvinistic, stupid, and worst of all...disrespectful toward women-you're not fooling me.
keep on drooling...you'll NEVER have me.

I'd like to piss up a woman's ass.

I think in the near future the Chinese will nuke America. Has to be. There isn't enough food to feed the world. There isn't enough heating oil to keep everyone warm. The Chinese will try to wipe us out to save themselves. We are up against the same issues, and will try to wipe them out. All it's going to take is a bad weather year where crops fail, or an extremely harsh winter where people start dying from the cold. It's coming.

I trim my eyebrows with toe nail clippers.

This paints me as a pervert, but I'll share.I went on a date with a woman. We were both about 25. For the date we went on a hike through the woods. I brought a picnic and we sat by the side of a lake to eat. After lunch, the woman said she had to pee and she said she'd go behind this giant boulder nearby. As a lark, I thought I'd go around the other side of the bolder and take a picture of her peeing. OK, I know that sounds kind of creepy. It was our first date and I probably should have given her some privacy. But what can I say, I was a bit immature and thought the picture would be funny. So I crept around the other side of the bolder and saw her crouched down with her back to me. Her pants were around her knees and sure enough she was peeing into the dirt. I could see everything I was not supposed to see. AND I SUDDENLY FELT LIKE THE PERVERT I WAS. I creeped myself out. Why was I watching this really nice girl peeing? I never took the picture and crept back out from behind the bolder. She never knew I watched her, although she never went on another date with me. Maybe she did see me or maybe she just sensed I was a creep. Whatever, point being I finally sensed I was a creep. It was a turning point for me. A slow road, but ever since that day I've tried to be more respectful to women. Out of something bad came something good. At least that's something I finally did right in life.

She had the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen.  The funny part was that she hated it and thought it was ugly.  Honey, you just needed to be with a guy who liked big lips, that's all.

Internet chat boards are my life. More correctly, they have ruined my life. I waste my existence arguing with ghosts.

years ago there was this Micheal Keaton movie where he played a reporter or something and  wanted to get in the back room of a police station. He said, "if you wear a suit and carry a clip board, people will almost let you in anywhere" granted, this was before 9/11. but for the most part, dress like a hood, and see what results you will get. people hear what they see......as a black man, I wear suits and ties out when I'm just 'hanging out' and I'm treated SO much differently than if I wore my pants sagging down around my ass. Street thugs could learn a thing or two from the Wall street thugs.

My wife is perfectly healthy. But she's afraid of dying young like her mother. So she works out constantly, like 4 hours a day. Sometimes 8 to 10 hours. And she watches everything she eats. Her day to day existence is all about being healthy.  What she fails to realize is she's not living at all. She spends so much time worrying about her health that she misses so many chances to just relax with me and the kids. Forest for the trees honey, can't see the forest for the trees.

When will I ever learn my lesson with u. Each time I bump my head its just a hard knock than the time before. Why do I hold on to something that can never be? Wish I never fell inlove with u to begin with. I hate myself

I love when a woman says the word "cunt". As in, "That mother over there is such a cunt."

A curious thing, whenever I eat asparagus, my dreams that night are in high def. The imagery suddenly appears with crystal clear resolution and the most vivid colors. It's kinda cool.

People lie so much. I feel embarrassed for them. The rest of us can tell you lie. You fool no one. I'll give you a typical example. You call at the last minute to say you can't come over as planned because you are suddenly coming down with a cold. What BS. I've heard you use this excuse with other people on other days. This is your tried and true always-on-the-ready excuse. Gee, you sure do come down with a lot of colds at the last second. Face it, you are a liar and we all know it.

Residents in Cleveland say they called the police several times because of suspicious activity at the weirdo kidnapper's house. Three different neighbors say they called on separate occasions because they saw men leading naked women around the backyard wearing nothing but a dog leash.  The police never responded. Not only that, the police are trying to claim they never received any phone calls - even though the calls came from different neighbors on different days. So either there is a giant conspiracy from neighbors.... or we should all start drawing conclusions about how effective local police officers are...

I covet my roommate's boyfriend.

Thanks god for the iphone. It's made cheating on exams so much easier.

Don't ever ever ever ink someone's name on your body.  Big big big mistake.

We're taking a family portrait together tomorrow.

I hope I never see it. I don't kid when I say I HATE the way I look in pictures.

This isn't really a secret. Nobody knows it because they don't understand when I tell them, so I don't talk about it.

Sometimes one less factor in an equation makes it so much easier to solve.

I AM IN LOVE FOR THE FIRST TIME AND ITS ONLY BEEN A WEEK. MY PAST GIRLS I HAVE BEEN WITH FOR MONTHS AND I NEVER FELT TIS WAY BEFORE. HOW PATHETIC IS IT?? I HAVE TRULY, MADLY, DEEPLY ON REPEAT RIGHT NOW. AND EVERYTHING IS IN CAPS.. JESUS

my hair smells like weed and shortbread cookies.

Oops, she forgot to have sex with me again. Every six months or so my wife agrees to sexual contact with me, meaning I'm allowed to give her an orgasm. In much the same way a crust of moldy bread is a feast to a starving man, being able to put my tongue on my wife's clit is feast for me. I savor it and try to make the most of it.

Once she comes, my expectation is that she'll return the favor. I foolishly think this everytime. But it never happens. I give her an orgasm and she rolls over and tells me she'll take care of me the following night. Then she goes to sleep.

And you guessed it, the following night her mind is back in non-sexual mode hibernation and I am once again left in the cold. I seriously can't believe she can behave this way. Like doesn't she feel guilty about leaving me hanging every time? This has been going on for years. I think I have every right to have an affair. I think if I could ever convince her to go to a couple's therapist, that's the first thing the therapist would say.

Fuck. You know what I want right now? What I really, really want? A big, thick, huge cock pounding in and out of me. Hard and fast. That's what I want.

I know I am ugly, really ugly. Women say to me, "I could never date you, you look too much like my ex". I guess this is the rejection line du jour. They think they are original. I've heard that line 4 times this month. They are flat out saying "You are too ugly to date". I know I am hideous. But the way I look today is the best I will ever look and every day from now on I will get just a tiny bit worse until I die of old age. Or ugliness and loneliness. Whatever comes first. It's very hard to accept that you are no good.

My college girlfriend, we were quite an item 30 years ago. Plenty of crazy sex. She wasn't very pretty though. She was really quite unattractive, but great in bed.

I googled her recently. She's a big time doctor now, a pediatrician. She heads a department in a hospital and does charity work by going to poor nations every year to offer free medical treatment to children. She has given speeches to large American audiences about the foreign trips. There are many videos of her online talking about her goodwill work.

She seems to be taken very seriously. She certainly speaks very seriously. She comes across as somewhat stiff and she is more unattractive than ever. She is sorely in need of a makeover and is still overweight. She looks very dowdy and frumpy. Probably the last thing that anyone in her audience would think about when seeing her is sex.

But that's my memory of her, constant wild sex. It's funny. I'm watching these dry serious videos of her talking about Nicaragua and I'm remembering how we used to pee in each other's mouths. Come on, that's kind of funny, this seriously doctor talking to a large crowd, and I peed in her mouth.

Guess we are all just human. There's probably some guy out there with old memories of peeing in Nancy Pelosi's mouth, or Hillary Clinton's mouth. Or some guy can probably claim that in his youth he shot his load up Martha Stewart's ass. Yep, no matter how official and important some people became in life, we were all young and carefree once.

that awkward moment when the you're at a birthday dinner, and the birthday girl's date is looking at you the whole time . . .

that awkward moment when it's not that awkward at all, because the birthday girl is obnoxious, and it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to put her in her place if she only knew how easily it is for people to move on

I seem to know lots of people. I go out to an event and it takes me a long time to get into my seat because I run into so many people I know and I chat with each for a moment. So I know lots of people, but that's not to be confused with me having friends. I have no friends. I just know lots of people. It's kind of a sad existence I lead.

I gave up my life and career to raise my children. I wish I had kept working instead.

You should just be with me for me,, not with him for his money.  Love always wins in the end.

I was talking to my really cute, completely virginial 30-year old lady friend this afternoon.  I joked about how I was finally able to trick her into letting me take a picture of her face.  She's really shy and would never let me take her pic.  Then I asked her what the worst thing she ever did was.  She said it was going to a party where there was underage drinking.  She asked me the same question, and I just laughed and said I'm never telling her because she's too nice and would faint if she knew the things I did.  For example, she probably be a little shocked that I just blew a huge load to the picture of her I took this afternoon :)

I really would be the one to develop a huge crush on an asexual woman wouldn't I?

If there is a God, he made my life quite the comedy.

All I really want to tell you is this: I look forward to everything we could have together, once I make it to your neck of the woods. It's not going to be an easy journey, and certainly hasn't been so far. Work is just pushing me so far over the edge I'm trying not to break. You've been so wonderful and patient through this time, and I commend you for it. I'm sorry if I've been an ass - my message the other night was lashing out at you for something that warranted no such thing. I must say, though, although I knew you'd be out of touch for a week, I've had my doubts that you didn't have a chance to say hello. You've no idea what that would have done to ease my mind, help me focus on other things. Perhaps I'm just a hopeless romantic, and I am. No doubt about it. But I suppress that and, as a result, end up acting cool when what I really want is you to say you've missed me and the days void of me were horrible - such as you've said in the past. The days void of you have been horrible. Please tell me you're not just playing with my head - that you meant those things ... and if you did and aren't sure now, then wait until I get there. I shall ease your mind. You're a gentle, loving, wild soul and I love you to bits. I could never be so fortunate as to be able to see you. But, I will. Regardless of how us turns out, you'll be my friend forever. And, also regardless, I'm still moving there. But know that even seeing that smile on your face, the one the lights up your face and the whole room, is quite lovely motivation for doing so. I miss you much, and sometimes wish I didn't. But, I do. And I hopefully haven't somehow become too much for you. It would break my heart, but I'd understand. Just trust me, though ... if you give me a chance, I would be there for you always, through everything, and I want that for you.

Never stop trying to impress your girl, win her over, never stop chasing.
The day you stop is the day she starts to realize you're not worth her time.

[Note: this goes both ways.]

I'm so lost.
All I know is that I want you. Everything we have.
You're confused about our future.
You're caught up on a shitty girl who has no future.
and its breaking me.
I have all these beautiful girls trying to take your place.
All of them jumping at a chance with me without me even trying.
But it means nothing to me because they're not you.
I just wish you'd realize what we have.
That you would treat me with the love you used to.
I'm trying to give you my all and you are barely phased by it.
I'm trying to give you everything you deserve.
But you haven't even considered what i deserve.
I should just give up.
I don't want to always be chasing someone who never wants to do the same.
I love you so much and I hate it.
I guess first loves always suck.
I just dont know how to move on.
I dont want to, I just want you to prove I'm worth it.
But i'm afraid you never will and I always will be giving to recieve nothing in return.

The world is shit. It always will be. It's just getting shittier as time goes by. But you have to deal with the shit, rather than quitting.

Some may think I'm a snob for being part of the 1%, but if you're going to try to cheat us out of rent, of course I'm going to think you're a low-class idiot.

Also, I have a lot of friends from different socioeconomic classes. They are just fine the way they are. Your behavior is the real reason why I think you're a fool.

Every single day I wish I was dead or somebody, anybody else.

Last night I help a bunch of strangers cum on omegle.
Lost count after the 15th.
The one who took the longest lasted 20 minutes.
The fastest took me 5.
The oldest was 47.
The youngest was 19 (my age).

They all told me they loved my lips, my breasts. That I was so hot and that I was making them so horny. I didn't show more. The webcam just caught me from my lips to my breast. But I made them work. Licked my fingers, showed my boobs.

It was the best night I had in weeks.

I think my boyfriend broke up with me.. He is blaming me for not being there for things I don't even knew happened (because he didn't tell me!) and doesn't talk to me in a week. I saw texts he exchanged with a friend, where he told him that he's going to move away. I guess he doesn't like me anymore. Which is crap, because I've always been a perfect girlfriend while he has let me down so many times.

So I'll get my needs fulfilled wherever I can get them.
Yesterday was showing my upper body on an online chat.
In a couple weeks I'll show everything.
Then I'll move on to one night stands.
And I'll fuck strangers senseless.
And I'll enjoy it, because being with a guy who won't love me properly and who can't even give me the sex I deserve is crap. I deserve fucking better.

I guess I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that she is gone forever.  She is making someone else crazy/happy/horny.  ~

She may be gone, but I'm never gonna forget our afternoon. ~

What a set of lips.

Servicing all three holes once again.  I fucking love it.