i am in years 5 but a know much then that

I have a boyfriend. I really do and I swear i love him a lot

but you... I get butterflies from you still. And I have dreams about us. and I see us together in the future. And I know we'd be better for each other than both of our relationships are because neither of us are as happy as we would be if we were together. And we've talked and agreed on it so many times. I worry if it's ever really going to happen. I'm hapyp for you that you two are finally not arguing constantly anymore. And i know you're happy for me too. It really sucks that you're my best friend because I don't know what you want. I love you.

Everyone around me has "somebody".  Whether they have children, spouses, parents...I am 31 and live alone.  I have a college education and a shitty job.  I struggle to make ends meet.  I have a boyfriend somewhat.  We've dated for over a year and a half, but he doesn't call me his girlfriend.  He has children of his own that I don't interact with.  The loneliness is overpowering.  My secret is that I know that it won't be cancer or a heart attack or any of the usual ways to go that take me, but rather my own hand and this comforts me.  This knowledge is my "somebody".

Reefer makes my butthole throb; everytime my buddy comes to see me, we get high, one thing leads to another, and when he leaves, my butthole throbs. Damn reefer...

I hate my belly and I can't look at my vagina. The rest of my body, I'm really proud of.

I know you prefer to "show" than "tell". I know you really care for me; I've seen the way you look at me, like you're the happiest guy in the world; the way you hold me, like you never want to let go.

Just once, I wish you would tell me. Tell me you think I'm beautiful. Tell me you love me, but only if you mean it. Just once. That's all I ask.

I know it'll be a long time before you're ready to do that. It's okay. I can wait. As long as it takes.

I had an entire year of sex ed classes and then when I finally lost my virginity in the summer between my junior and senior year, I came inside of her. Doh! Still can't believe how stupid I was. They never mentioned in the classes that my body would be so overcome with the feeling of pleasure that I wouldn't be able to think straight. I think the teacher, a 45 year old man, had long since forgotten how powerful your first orgasm with a woman can be. My bad, but I wish the school had drummed that in a little more.

i don't want to be alone.... ever. Its natural.

I just came really hard thinking about you.

Even if I were to ever discover that you're not that well endowed.  You are upstairs.

You're as good of a mental fuck as I bet you are in bed.

God damn.  My clit hurts.

Mmmm.... I respect that you have a girlfriend, though.  

I hope she appreciates that you're not a tool, or complete mental defect.  You're smart, and funny as shit.

That alone makes for no lube needed, if you catch where I'm going.

Ahhh well.  

I'm so wet.  

It will happen.  It will happen when it happens, if not with you, hopefully with a guy not too far off from you.  In the meantime, it's a good job I have a really perverted mind and a quick moving finger...  

I wonder what you're doing right in this very moment.  Probably, ... her.

Well.  That's cool.  I wonder if you prefer to be the teacher or the student?  I think she's younger.  I think that's what I heard.  So, I'm going out on a limb that you like to be in charge and the teacher.

Hmmm... mmmm... well.  That could change.  

God damn it I'm so horny.  Why aren't there any cute single guys around here?  

I'm crazier with than without.

I'd say I look pretty good for a dude that hasn't sleep a full night in a month...

I love lactating ATTRACTIVE women.   Breastmilk is such a fucking turn on for me...so warm..so sweet....

Z, stop messageing me i dont care about ur crap

I wonder if you're ever thinking of me when you fuck other girls.

I love when people look at my boobes.

I know you prefer to "show" than "tell". I know you really care for me; I've seen the way you look at me, like you're the happiest guy in the world; the way you hold me, like you never want to let go.

Just once, I wish you would tell me. Tell me you think I'm beautiful. Tell me you love me, but only if you mean it. Just once. That's all I ask.

I know it'll be a long time before you're ready to do that. I can wait.

i love you with all of my heart, but i wish i had waited longer to lose my virginity to you, because now i have nothing left to give. i wish we had more time so it could have been more loving and sacred, like i imagined it. i wish i had made you chase me longer because now i feel you're growing bored with me. i wish you had been a virgin too.

if i told you any of this, it would break your heart.

she's been gone for about 3 days now, and i LOVE IT.  she's a sucker to believe that long distance will work, especially since i've been having the best sex with a hot older blonde!

My best friend left for good with out saying goodbye

i will never like myself.

why should anyone else?

Even though we don't speak anymore it will always feel like you chose him over me.

And I will never be able to get past it.

I have keloids on my neck, so I wear a rag on my face to cover & hide them from the world. They stop me from doing alot in life, sometimes I wish I had the mind to kill myself. Yet I have kids and want to be there for them. but it fill so bad when people look at me and gudge me because of my rages. I let people think I am in a gang instead of them thinking I have aids or some other std cause I don't. that is my secret. latly

All white people do is eat and eat, then the grow fat and blame it on food and govt, they have incorporated the foolishness into dogs and cats too! I mean look how fat there dogs and cats are? Just like there owners. You guys are all going to hell.... talk of saving the world my ass.

I should feel flattered you haven't been on chat for over a week.  It means that you know you can't control your sex urges with me.  15 years ago I was the one pining for you, and you wanted nothing to do with me.  Now it's the other way around.  Funny how times change.

I'm sorry. I just cant be with you. I have to think about my future.  I cant worry that maybe I will never fit into your world. I dont always want to live in my own place. I want to share my life with someone who is willing to make space for me.

People.
Not every stereotype is true.
Not every woman is a selfish, cold, money-grubbing whore. Not every man is a womanizing sex-fiend.
Not every marriage is built on lies and guilt and bullying.

I am fit and attractive. I love the outdoors. I am reasonable and sensible. I laugh. I get all the information before I make a decision or a judgment. I hike and I bike and I read and I appreciate a tender moment.

My husband is equally fit and attractive. He also loves the outdoors. He is considerate and thoughtful. He is protective and secure and warm and loving. He has a steady job that he likes, a million interesting hobbies, and still makes ample time for me.

Our marriage is rock solid. We are best friends and soul mates. We can spend hours together, talking, drinking some good beer in front of our fire pit. We make love frequently and enjoy the quality time together. We touch constantly. We appreciate each other fully. We're in love.

There are good people out there.
This whole marriage thing can work, more amazingly than youe ever imagined.
Just don't settle for anything less than perfect.

:-)

28/F/second marriage

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 cut myself. I starve myself. Only my best friend sees what I'm doing to myself and I'm afraid I'm going to lose her soon...but I can't give up cutting or starvation.

She's the only one in my life that I can trust. So I am willing to try to give up this disease, this addiction, just for her. Because I love her with all my heart...

Today is one of those days, I'm tired, I'm in pain - and if you look at me the wrong way I'm liable to tell you where to go and how to get there.

We all have these days.  Today's mine.

This hurricane can eat me raw.  It better not interrupt my sleep tonight.  I'm so damn tired ...

I have a big time crush on one of the grocery store checkers in my town. She is 19 and I am 57. She doesn't know that I undress her with my eyes everytime I see her. I am a married guy but given the chance, I would take her in a flash. My heart flutters when I see her.

you lied to me about everything

The thing that bothers me even more than people playing the victim when they have no right is people blaming genuine victims for being weak. If someone's weakness 'justifies' you hurting them in your mind, then you are a sadist, and shouldn't be allowed around children, the sick, the disabled, or the elderly.

here i sit with blue balls again cause my gf came before me and said she was going home cause she was tired wtf

im a cheating lying whore. I am worthless, and i dont deserve you. I'm scared ill loose you if i tell you ive been with him, and that i liked every moment of it. i love you so much,and i wish i could take everything back. but its so hard becauseim always thinking about him. i dont understand how i can love two people at once. im so sorry.

I cheated on you twice, both with him. I have to force myself to feel guilty..

here i am 21 married and divoursed, clueless as to what love is and why i feel it.i ruined my marridge for SEX N PARTYS. i cheated on you with 3 wemen while married.its been three months since we got divoursed and the broken look in your face last time i saw you still shaters my heart. i am a pig and am very disgusted in my self. saddly ur just like me now... i turned you into a monster.. God if you are out threre please save her..

So, I put my big girl panties on and dealt with the 2 of you.  I really don't care what your reply will be.  I made nice so that the party will not be awkward.  That's the last gesture I will make.  After the party, all bets are off.  None of you will see me, my husband (your son/brother) and my kids again. We are done being treated as second class citizens in that family, we are done watching as you blatantly favor others and ALWAYS take their side.  Over 15 years we've tried and tried and tried and each time, we get stabbed in the back.  We're done now.  I honestly believe that my husband must be adopted because he is a good, honorable, honest man and the rest of you are just lying, back-stabbing, jackasses who wouldn't know the truth if it bit you on the ass.  Fuck off!!!

i like hot blonde lesbians

I know I told you that I forgive you, but it's really hard. I know the reason you hate me is because of things I have done, but you're so weak. And that still makes me sick. If you weren't so weak, maybe I wouldn't have been so cocky.

I use to not know how to belong to anyone or fit in with groups.....which lead to me having sex with over 40 men and all hapeen between the ages of 14-16 and ive stoped doin that because i got an std but just my luck it was curable and it went away.As of today i've never told anyone this except my dr. then i made a huge mistake and got pregneant really young but had an abortion and to this day i can never forgive myself for those choices......

I have found my perfect lover!!!

Without fail, my wife will always make the decision that's best for her. She never considers how it might negatively affect me or our kids. If some friend asks her out to lunch at the last minute and it means our kids can't get to a much anticipated birthday party, my wife doesn't care.  If it means I have to leave work in the middle of the day to take them to the party, my wife thinks nothing of it. Just so long as she gets to go to her lunch.

If I'm busy with something and can't check my children's homework, I'll ask my wife to pitch in. Later when I ask how it went, she'll lie and say everything was good. Next day the homework gets graded and there will be many wrong answers, meaning my wife didn't check it at all.  She doesn't care she never checked. She doesn't care if the kids fail. She doesn't care if she lies to cover her ass.

When I call her out on these things, she always has an excuse. Oh she had a headache. Oh she bumped her elbow the day before. Oh she does so much around here already.  Ummm, no she doesn't. I do. She does nothing and then makes excuses.

Sometimes I wish I was a rough and tumble guy that would break her nose and kick her in the teeth. But I'm not that guy. I'm the guy that helps kids with homework. My wife has the perfect setup. She does what she wants and gets away with it every time.

The way to get ahead in your career is NOT to work too hard. If you do work hard, you'd think that would make you a good employee, a promotable employee. But what happens is that your workmates feel guilty and embarrassed that you are outshining them. As a defense mechanism they start to poke fun at you.  They make up nasty rumors. They can't pick on your work ethic, so they pick on your personality.  Ultimately the boss sees this and interprets it as the masses don't like you. He can't promote someone the other workers don't like. So he skips over you and promotes one of the very people who spread the rumors. This is the American work model. This is why we have lost our footing on the international level. Bad people get promoted.  Good people get maligned and overlooked. In the end, we can't compete because we have the wrong people in the top jobs. Bad decisions are made. Our economy stumbles. This is why I left the mainstream workforce and started my own company. This is why I'm now rich and the rest of you are having trouble paying the mortgage on your house which is worth less than you paid for it anyway. This is karma.

I ended up with the guy my best friend used to see,&we're happy together. He wasn't happy with my best friend.




I stole him.

all i see in her is my dick

This winter I need to take a class for me.  

I really, really want to take swimming lessons...

Life is short.  

You cannot take the money with you when you die.  What am I waiting for?

You are a fucking bitch, you know that? We use to be like sisters and do everything together, if somebody said one of our names they would always end up saying the other. We hung out every day and went all over the city together. Now your one of them, on of the people we swore never to be, one of the plastic New York girls. I never believed those dumb movies about your best friends changing, but I was wrong. You are a perfect example. So you know what? Fuck you! Have a nice life with your fellow sluts. Continue to steal everyone's boyfriends and wear shirts that are so revealing they are gross, because one day we are going to run into each other and guess who is going to be happier? Me, because my friends are real and I don't use them as stepping stones. Have a nice life, bitch. You are as fake as your disgusting tits. Plus, nobody as short as you could possibly be taken seriously. Get a life, whore.

My Spanish professor is too adorable. I want to have an affair with him so badly I can hardly stand it. I alternate between knowing it'll never happen and hoping that it might. This is going to be a loooong semester.

F/21

I'm really sick of the people that whine all the time.  I'm not talking about normal people, the ones who have a bad day every now and then and complain loudly about it.  I'm also not talking about people who have real problems, e.g. the homeless, the seriously ill etc.  I'm referring to the ones who don't have any particular disadvantage, but due to their own lazy, selfish, pathetic nature have managed to transform their lives into shit.   Not only are their lives shit, but they are also determined to (1) tell you about it and (2) convince you that the minor everyday trivia that everyone faces, has made their lives unbelievably hellish.

Sooner or later, wastes of skin such as this start threatening suicide.  "Oh no, my latte was not to my liking, why don't I just go kill myself!  Someone just fucking kill me!"  Inevitably, such a modern emo kid will go on to post their rant on their blog, or on their facebook, or maybe send an email about it to a long-suffering friend who secretly grimaces every time they get such an email, since frankly, it's the same people whining about the same shit all the time.

My secret is that I wish there were an automated system set up on the internet that could somehow sense when such a rant was submitted to a server.  Maybe the phrase "someone please kill me!" would set it off.  As a result of the phrase triggering the sensors, an email like this would be sent to said emo kid:

DEAR ####,

THANK YOU FOR YOUR REQUEST.  IT'S VERY IMPORTANT TO ME. IT WILL BE PROCESSED IN THE ORDER IN WHICH IT WAS RECEIVED.  MY SCHEDULE IS VERY BUSY.  PLEASE BE PATIENT.  I WILL BE WITH YOU SHORTLY.

CORDIALLY YOURS,

DEATH


Maybe those pathetic emo losers would rethink their death wish if they thought Death was listening.

Thank you for spending a few minutes with me tonight. I needed that.

I will die without having made a mark on the world.  Guess just like about everyone else.

I want to get laid.

Little kids can be so fat these days. I see 10 year olds with layers of flab. What are the parents feeding these kids? Is it a diet of all ice cream and candy all the time? I'm sensing some parents don't want to deal with their own kids so they hush them up with comfort food. I'm not sure why these parents had kids in the first place.

At the end of the day we are still not satisfied.

I got into a relationship with you knowing you don't have sex. I say that i'd like it, but really i wouldn't because I don't want you to break your rules. I care about you more than i care about your penis. I'll comfort you until whenever if ever you're ready....even if it's not with me.

We met under the strangest story and we fell fast for each other. You're gorgeous and we were both hestiant. But I don't know how I feel today. It's been a week since we met. And I'm always thinking about you, wondering what you're doing, waiting for your call, but i keep telling myself you don't like me, you'll move on. I'm afraid i'm going to let you go because of what's going on in my head. And I'm sorry for that, All i want is you. We're the prettiest couple on campus. But other girls are prettier.....I don't want to mess this up.  it feels so right

I want to make love to Martha K.

since you became "vegan" it has made you so much LESS attractive to me. your attitude has completely changed and you are no longer that same fun loving guy i used to know. bye babe
23/F

i have finally expressed my sexual desires to my current gf. Things ive wanted to do for years but have been embarressed to even bring up. Im so glad i did though. Shes just as excited and turned on about it as i am. Shes in for a wonderful treat :)

We had only one child. When people ask use why we didn't have more I tell them it was due problems with my wife's health. The truth is we both felt one child was enough. There are simply too many people in the world, and unless we start taking population control seriously everyone will suffer. But when talking to my sister who has four children, there seems to be no way to say that and not sound self righteous.

Today in class this girl was sitting in her chair. She was across the room. She had one leg up in the chair. You know how girls are wearing the shorter shorts. Well you could clearly see that she didnt have panties on. I kept trying not to look but she was a cute 19 yr old. So she caught me looking and she slowly put her leg down but she smiled at me. After class she tried to apologize. It made me uncomfortable. She said she didnt have time to get fully dressed. I have jacked off since coming home thinking about her. Im gonna try to always sit across from her. It was shaved. God it looked like a piece of heaven.

Most people think they are done when they finish.  Nope.  You are done when you double check your work. In business, in school, in community orgs, you need to double check what you are doing.  Be it an email list or a math problem. Double check to make sure it is right. It's the difference between professionalism and amateurish. It is the difference between success and failure.

im sorry.

White House Aide...

YOU ROCK. THANK YOU.

I believe most if not all women marry someone not because of love, but because the guy is deemed to be acceptable. He is presentable in social situations. He is not picked on by other guys.  He makes a good wage (probably the most important factor). He is capable of impregnating the woman.

Looks have little to do with it. Many of these women know the guy will be bald and fat in 10 years just like the father. But they marry the guy anyway.

Sex has nothing to do with it. The woman will spread her legs to keep the guy interested long enough for him to propose. Then sex is used as a tool to get more things.

Love has nothing at all to do with it. The women are more concerned about what their friends will think of them and will they be invited to the right parties.  So as long as the woman can pretend she's in love because "he's the one", it will all workout.

Kids have everything to do with it.  Women need kids, not because of some maternal instinct.  Instead, women need kids because all their friends have kids.  Women won't be able to participate in the birthday parties and little league practices without kids.  Big factor.  Second to the husband's salary.

As for the guys, they want a woman who will be there sexually. They want a woman who looks good enough to make the guy feel important.  They want a woman who will clean up and make dinner.  Notice how love isn't a factor at all.

And we wonder why in middle age, when guys no longer want sex from the wife because they are impotent, and the kids leave the home so the wife can no longer use the kids as social pawns, marriages fall apart.

i hate how people keep bashing obama...
fact is he came into a shitstorm when he first came into office and really is doing a decent job with trying to guide our country in the right direction. Is he the best pres ever? no. But hey, after the good ol boy GW he seems like a much needed improvment.
Reality of it all is that no matter who our pres would of been we would all have the same exact problems we have right now.
I mean think about it, could u do half of what obama did? or any decent pres for the matter? he aint half bad, has nothin but the best intentions for YOU.

plus his 2 lovely daughters are absolute sweethearts. Better than those sluts george had eww.

M/34/white house aid

the only ones that defend marriage are women.  men would not want to be married if not given an ultimatum.

Growing up, I cried everytime I heard the song "Cats in the Craddle" because I missed my dad so much. He worked nights, and we passed each other every day by just 15 minutes. I played that song over and over again, hoping that he would not just hear it, but understand it as well. Wishing he would come into my room and say lets make up for lost time. He never got it, he never did. I promised that I would not be like him. I swore that I would never be like him. I kept the promise for my first son. But now, not for my second. Thanks to all the thieves on Wall Street and in the government, after two years of unemploymment and underemployment, I find a job. It will keep me on the road a lot. I will miss his growing up. I will miss him. I tried, God knows I tried to find work, but this was all I could come up with. I hope that Caleb will one day understand, that it was not becasue I had a choice like my dad did in the roaring, booming economic sixties and early seventies. He could have chosen differently, but chose not to. I wish I could get that chorus of "When ya coming home dad?" outta my head. I do not know who I hate more. Me for breaking my promise, to myself, and my son, or the bastards who created the mess that made me do so.

Im too easy and i dont know how to help it........

Yes, I'm aware my white cotton dress is somewhat see-thru...

:)

When our final child went off to college and my wife and I were left alone again in the house, something we hadn't had in 26 years, I feel in love with her all over again.

People, it's worth the wait.

When will people learn that what you put on the internet is not private?????  It doesn't matter what you setting your privacy is set to on any particular website, there's always "glitches" that allow your info to get out.  And if someone is looking at the right time, you could be fucked.  And if someone is computer savvy, they can always hack into your account. Just sayin'.

You act so pious and righteous, criticizing those who "take" from the government.  But have you forgotten about the money you borrowed from me and PROMISED ON THE LIFE OF YOUR CHILD to pay back???  I see the trips you take and the gym membership, new car, etc., etc.  And yet, if I bring up what you owe me, I'm the bad guy.  Why is that?  I trusted you. More fool me.

She is so tough and loud.  You are so nice and sweet. I don't get it.  Just saying.

I know that I would be so much happier, than having a full time job, which I don't even know what I want to do in life, other than finding the perfect man, settling down, getting married to the love of my life, having at least 3 children and bringing them up as a stay at home Mum while my husband works, that's all what I would like.

I would cook, asking my husband what he fancied for dinner, make him baths when he gets home from work, love him whenever he wanted, and clean so he wouldn't have to come home to a shit pit.

I want my future children to be brought up in a stable household full of siblings, laughter and love. They would notice how in love their parents are and want that for themselves.

I'm going to college for the second time, just to fill the time before I find my perfect man.

It's all I want in live, a perfect husband, and to bring up our babies to be healthy and happy.

Is it to much to ask? I've taken so much shit from life im not sure if I'm meant to have that.

Please, whoever is watching over me, send me that man so I can start living my life.

I don't know how to tell people I just want to be left alone for a while.

I think i'm gay

To all of you whiney bitches who complain about marriage:

How dare you get it in all of our heads that marriage is a horrible thing? It isn't. It is for you because you married out of lust, not love. God hand chose one other person for every one of us to be with forever, you were just too damn impatient and didn't wait for the right one.

Stop complaining about something you fucked up in the first place.

I'm never going to fall in love, with a boy who loves me back...I have a pretty face I'm just chunky...I wear a size 13 in jeans.

I'm off to college. With one of my ex-close guy friends. I know we're going to hang out & I'm afraid I'll fall for him for no reason. He jokes around and tells me i'm hot and sexy even though he has a girlfriend. Honestly, all of it makes me happy because he's kind of the only guy that means it and won't take it any further than being friends with me. Unlike all the other guys who only wanted to hook up with me.

I love hugging guys. My guy friends more importantly. I've never had anyone close or any guy friends as friends who would hug me. & every time I hug one of them I feel like I'm closer to finding someone who will hug me for a lifetime.

I met up with a man at a hotel and had sex with him instead of going to my Aunt's funeral. In all honesty I haven't spoken with her in years and she never initiated contact with me. I think she would have wanted me to get laid anyway. :P

I will never be able to tell you that you have my life. The life I was supposed to have. The life I would have had if I wasn't so...plump (to put it lightly). On paper, we are the same: Minorities, string players, AP students, girls who graduated and went on to great colleges. But I haven't gotten over the fact that you are so much more beautiful, and everyone you meet is enthralled with you, and while I am good at many things, you are amazing at those things, and at many more.  You have the life I was supposed to have.

I love my boyfriend but he wants us to move away to a different state...sometimes I wonder if we just want different things

You know when people say "The only real scuicidal people are the ones who dont tell anyone." I'm one of those people... My guilt is the only thing keeping me alive.

youre a starstriker. people get blinded by your something. im starstruck although i pretend not to be.

i want control back. my parents are forcing me to recover. i need to move out. but i don't have the money to. i just can't do this anymore. i am sick and tired of being treated like an insane child. i am 18. and i am fat. i have lost all of my friends. they won't talk to me anymore. i hate my life. the only way to make it better is to lose weight. thats the only time i am glad = when i step on the scale and the number has gone down

no one likes me. im fat and idiotic.
i want to die.

I love her but am scared she can't handle the commitment

I don't know how to tell my girl friend I am not the one for her ,Her house is a mess,her kids don't do anything,Her house smells so bad,,,I could never live with her,,,she tells me she love me well I don't love her but she great in bed,,what to do,,,hate to hurt her....

i miss my eating disorder.

Since converting to Buddhism I actually feel compassion toward you and the entire situation.  It's a start.

I can't count the number of guys who have told me how much they love my appearance.

I don't know if they even notice who I actually am.

Sometimes I think of making myself ugly, but I'm terrified that no one will like me for simply for who I am.

I agree with the guy who held hostages in the Discovery building.

I don't agree with what he did, THAT was idiotic. It obviously didn't produce the outcome that he wanted. Now he's dead, while everyone is calling him a loony and will forever remember him as that.  

But what he said about the importance of population control is absolutely right. It's about time someone got passionate about educating people on why they should stop having kids.  It IS destroying the earth, and sadly, the kids of the future will continue to have a lower and lower quality of life.  

I really wish he would have brought attention to this issue in a more elegant and sane way.  I though, don't have the courage to say aloud that I feel this way.  Parents outweigh non-parents by a long shot in this world and I'm not about to piss them off.

I can only count 3 times that my ex-husband made me come and orgasm during our 5 year marriage. I didnt have the heart to tell him how much he sucked in bed! What a boring and unimaginative and selfish "manly man"! I lied and told him he was a good lover. I always had to finish myself off later with my own secret toys. He never knew....and would be devastated to know that he didnt get the job done!

RAE You dont seem to realize that you no longer affect me anymore. I dont feel anything but disgust for you. You are so predictable with your mean tactics. You broke my heart to the point of no return and it is a deep hurt that will last a lifetime. When you break your wife's heart that much, she can never forgive, trust or love or respect you again. Therefore, I am no longer affected by what you do because there is no existing emotional connection.

I love you and your daughter. Everytime I see u I get happy, exited, turned on. I cant explain it. I already have someone who I'm with and love yet you take up so much space in my mind. I love everytime we say hi and bye with a kiss on the cheek. For those few seconds my mind wanders all over the place. I don't know what you think or feel about me...and I would never tell..te seguire amando en silencio..I love you c.d.g

I had amazing, dirty, hot sex today. Twice. First when I came out of the shower and was still in my towel. He licked my pussy and fucked me. Then we went out. Came home. I took off clothes and laid in the bed. I wasn't expecting to do it again. But as I was laying on my stomach, he began to massage my ass. Felt so good. I raised my hips for him so he could play with my pussy again. He fingered my already fucked pussy from earlier. I know that turned him on. He lift my hips, ripped my panties down and forced his cock in me. I love it when he fucks me on my knees. I love raising my ass for him. We didn't even kiss. Just Hot Dirty FUcking! I was still clothed on top. When he came, I still needed more. He turned me over, pulled my right tit out of my bra sucked on my nipple and rubbed my cum filled pussy. I came so fucking hard. I am so turned on writing it on here. I am so glad my husband works out of the house. I love to be his fuck baby when our children are at school.

I miss my sister (she lives in Europe). So I'll write her an e-mail. A week later she still hasn't responded. But then I see that she's been building a farm on "farmville" on facebook. I can't believe that she's wasting her time on that shit instead of writing back to me. I'd never tell her this though, because I don't want to appear desperate for attention. Also, I don't want her to write to me because I forced her to by complaining.

I eat that which comes off of me...meaning...
*I eat toe/fingernails
*I eat my boogers when I pick my nose
*I eat scabs
*I eat hair (mostly eyebrows and eyelashes)
*I squeeze the bumps on my arms with my teeth and eat the stuff that comes out.

That's about it.

I hate people who go to college and don't try.  Who smoke pot all day and don't contribute.  Who sit around watching TV all day instead of reading or going to a museum or a park or club.  Who coast along never rising above average means...

Never mind, I meant to say I hate myself.

I am tired of hearing people whine about the rush of getting back into the school routine. Is it really that difficult? No. It is not. What is difficult is losing a child and feeling alone and empty when everyone around you is complaining about being busy with their kids. People need to be more thankful that they have healthy and thriving children, stop their whining, and enjoy these tender moments.

If I'm drinking a can of soda in a public place, like if I'm in the library, and I walk away for a minute and absentmindedly leave my soda unattended, then I have to throw out the soda and get a new unopened can. I can't enjoy the soda if it was left unattended. I'd worry too much that a psycho put cyanide in it or whatever. So for $1.25 I buy myself peace of mind.

Every day, I eat until I feel sick, until my body hurts.

Every single day.

I already had my stomach stapled 5 years ago and I'm on my way to morbid obesity again.

I knew I would be replaced.  That's probably why I was such a bitch.

You're the only friend I have that isn't in my pants.

I just LOVE eating my wife's cunt... just love it.

I once tore a page from the Bible, rolled with weed, and smoked it. It actually works and holds as good as regular rolling paper. I don't feel guilty.

I tell her everything, and I always will.
But she still doesn't know I'm a furry.
And no one ever will.

I am no longer able to trust men.

They lie, they cheat, they will make you feel incompetent, insecure, useless, worthless, always too fat, too naggy, too smart or not smart enough. As soon as you speak up, they abandon you because you are no longer the one they want you to be, the quiet one that always agrees with them.
They want you there for sex and to take care of them, they get your hopes up and then they let you down. Not once, but twice. They take their pleasure and leave you broken on the floor.

I can't do this any more.

Today was the first day of school.
The last first day of school I'll ever have.
It was weird.


To the following People-

DG,
I cannot believe you wouldn't hug me because your girlfriend thought that you liked me more than you liked her. She's just being insecure. Its not like I'm going to (or could) take you from her or anything.
But if you did/do like me... tell me?

TN,
Your hug was probably the best part of my day.
Honestly, it's been a long time since I've felt like someone really liked me.

TK,
I. Don't. Get. You.
We just... we get along. Maybe its all in my head but i think you're just scared. And if that is your only reason then I shouldn't want to be with you in the first place.

AR,
It was nice to see you. I hope we can be friends.

JJ,
I'm sorry. I hope you find someone who deserves you.

TL,
I missed you today.

SK,
we aren't friends anymore are we? The sad thing is, I'm honestly not sad. I guess three years doesn't mean anything.


Things feel different this year.
I don't know how I feel about it.

marriage is such a scam.  after awhile, love turns to resentment, and affairs start, and it gets ugly.  and women want marriage...men don't.  i'm so thankful i never got married.  i'm so happy.  people try to tell me i'm lonely.  haha.  that's funny.  multiple women is not lonely.  and i know, i know,,,the deathbed thing.  i have many many friends and family, and i would never get married just so some bitter wife is there when i'm dying.

I would like you so much more if you didn't smoke pot.
I'm not a prude, I'm not frigid.
I just don't want to see you throw your life away.
You do it in school, you do it before school, and someday you'll get caught. I know it.

Please, if you're my friend, you'll stop.
At least for now.
I'm begging you, don't do this to yourself.

JCP, you're the lowest form of human being. You're an ass. I wonder if your wife knows what you did to me. Maybe I should let her know. Fuck you and your schwepps. Fuck you and your ugly kid and stupid job. Must make you feel soooo important. Maybe I should tell your parents how you paid off college? You're such a fuckhead. Oh, and you're employee photo is fucking ugly too.

Can we fuck until you beg to stop?

what a GREAT DAY!  she finally left !!! moved...far away. had to,,,otherwise she would have clung to me in that psycho way that has made me resent her for so long.  i'm free!  watch out women, i'm coming to fuck you hard!!!

I would never, ever, ever divulge to my husband how many sexual partners I've had.

I know he wouldn't want me anymore. Even though I've paid off all his credit card debt and bore his children. He's a judgmental prick like that. I think I'm starting to hate him.

I love it when I share things with you and try to hold a conversation, but you disregard everything I say to go on about how you love food. I don't fucking care and it's embarrassing when we're in public and you practically you get a boner over food, given your size.

My husband and I had a blow-up fight yesterday. I rarely cry but I cried for a long time last night.
My daughter missed school today, my husband missed half a day of work because I think he was worried I'd be gone when he got home if we didn't work on some positive feelings and interaction.
So he spent the morning working on stuff about the house, getting trash taken off the dump, etc...and all I can think about are the awful terrible things he said to me.
I've never had anyone cut me so deeply. At least all the other things people and ex's have said to me I knew were false and dismissed as such.
But what he told me I knew he'd been thinking all along, and he finally burst.
I'm not an artist. I know, but you didn't have to tell me that.
I am not inspired, I don't have a job because I've sacrificed everything I had and everything I was to be replaced by the only thing I am now: Mother.
I never saw my position in this life as permanent, and I know that I won't be a stay-at-home mom forever.
I know that I could be doing more.
You're A-type. I'm not. It's simple, really.
I am not a driven, over-achieving person. That doesn't mean i don't strive for something, or that I won't.
I can sit back and breathe. I can write (which I do daily.)
I photograph beautiful things.
I draw. I listen to wonderful music. I sing.
Daily.
I read, daily.
I work on things with our children.
I play with our dogs.
I go to yoga class.
I ride miles on my bicycle.
I travel.
I cook.
I am alone, this is true. But can't I just enjoy my alone-ness? Why is it that when I'm this way, something must be wrong with me?
I'm bitter, suddenly.
Yes, I am bitter about some things.
But I was happy before all of this, and I didn't think I was unhappy now, but perhaps I am because I do in fact miss the old me.
And I cannot tell you any of this. It must remain my secret.
I hate that there are secrets between us.
Secretly, I'm thinking of a way to move and be a single mother out there in some place I've never lived, get a job that supports me and do what I am able to do in my spare time. So that's that.
I know you think an apology and a hug and pretending all is normal makes it better, but it just doesn't.
There are things you cannot undo.
My feelings are set a little bit more in stone.
They are hardening.
It hurts.

i feel like fat people who have depression wouldn't be depressed if they weren't fat. or mean for that matter. if you arn't happy with yourself, please don't take it out on other people. either love yourself for who you are or stop eating 8 pounds of food a day..

im on a diet. my secret? i just ate an entire box of mac n cheese...fuck.

i think its weird when people over 25ish say "cock" its just so awkward..ahha

i look at you and you so are pretty but then, i remember you have a lisp.

we haven't talked in months. i'm going to text you today and i'm secretly terrified at what your response is going to be. even though i now live 500 miles away, you still have a huge impact on my life..

I've got to be more careful when I drink.  I am so gonna get caught by my wife!  I start drinking, go online, and find these young women to start flirting with.  I move the conversation to sex... and so many are willing to go along!  "Nice boob shots," I said to one just out of the blue, maybe three lines into it.  Did she tell me to go to hell and leave?  Nope, just laughed and kept going.  Another one started texting me on my cell last night.  This is bad.  I'm bad.  How did I end up like this?

You won't let me get close again, will you. You will keep me at a distance. And now I wonder, will I ever even see you again face to face. It isn't as though I don't understand. And great change would mean loss and great pain for something that may never even work. Nothing much more to say then, is there.

Yet I have loved you. And it is impossible not to imagine what things could be or may have been like, with you. I will love you still.

I will forever cherish the thoughts. And most especially, the words you gave me.

Another year has passed in my sexless desert of a marriage. I am going to have an affair. I cant live without sexual intimacy any longer. All her eforts to drive me off have succeeded- i give up. I dont even want to be with her anymore. She has won. I will move on.

I comfront you about these hoes and try to play it off like you playin mind games with them.... I'm not stupid it's more than what you say I can tell by your reactions and the things you do. if you didnt care about them you wouldnt care ifthery're on your web page or not nor if their phone was off for whatever reason. If you dont really want to be with me then man up and say so cuz i dont like playing games i'm tryin to live my life and have a family.

I'll never know the scent of you on my fingers and the taste of you on my tongue.

I am scared to be excited about my pregnancy because I might lose it. It just doesn't seem real yet, and I'm scared it never will be.

I ditched my psychotherapist. It wasn't working out. I do need and want help but not from her. She didn't seem to understand and she kicked up a huge fuss.

So much for professionalism. Go be crazy with your own therapist. Not during the 50 minutes that I paid 150 quid for you to listen, respect and help me.

are you coming on to me? or am i just so crazy/crazy about you that im making this whole thing up?

so confused

I am so afraid that I will mess everything up. My nightmare scenario? I work my ass off for a year or more to get the money we need to live together, and in that time you decide I'm not interesting anymore and ditch me.

You have no idea how much it hurts me that you hooked up with her. I feel so lonely and used. You fucking prick. I cant believe I trusted you. Everything you said was a lie. You knew I cared.

What kills me is if you came to my door and said you wanted to be with me, I would be yours.

Fucker.

I know I'm gay, but I'd totally make out with a girl. It's vaginas I won't get involved with.

I take comfort in the fact that if I don't make it past the next two months without getting fired, it's got nothing to do with my abilities.

Ok. Let's get one thing straight little girl.  And yes you are a little girl.  Being pregnant does not make you an adult.  As I said before, any girl going through puberty can get pregnant.  You are not the first and you won't be the last.  Being a teenage mother does not make you special. And it doesn't make you ten feet tall and bullet proof either.

I will not accept any excuse of pregnancy hormones.  You think you're big and bad because you can cuss??  And, surprise, surprise! You actually spelled all your cuss words correctly. That right there makes me think that your mom posted that and not you.  Doesn't matter.  I think that you will find yourself in a whole other world of hurt come morning.  You should have never messed with me.

I know I'm the adult and I really should let this go.  But you have hurt my kids in the past and I let that go.  I even felt sorry for you because of your family situation (so sad to live with so many adults and still can't get any attention from them, huh?).  I'm done turning the other cheek.  Hope you check online before you go to school in the morning.  If not, it will be waiting there when you get home.

And for the record, I never told anyone anything about you.  You're the one who put that info online.  I only asked if it was true.  Learn how to use a medium properly before you start using it.  And let this be a lesson to all reading : There's no such thing as private on the internet.

I tore a bible to shreds. It felt good. Because of that stupid fuckig book I'll never be able to get married, and I'm being taught Creationism in science class.

Life is an interesting journey. It is the unexpected happenings that make life especially interesting.

I had a wonderful boyfriend in high school and college.  Our timing was never right as far as taking the next step in getting married, but the connection and passion were always there.  It was just easy being with him.  He adored me and I loved him. When I got engaged, friends told me he was heartbroken but he never said much about it so I figured he was okay with it all.  We naturally grew apart. Perhaps looking back I wish he had professed his love. Part of me thought that there might be "The Graduate" moment when he would bust down the door and we would run off together. That didn't happen and we went our separate ways.  We both got married and had children and many years have passed.  We stayed in touch for a while but both agreed that it was probably best that we didn't contact each other even though we were just friends.

He called me last week. It has been 20 years since we dated.  It has been 5 years since we have spoken to each other. He said that he saw me a few weeks ago from afar and realized that he never stopped loving me. wtf? He went on to tell me that he always thought that we would end up together no matter what and that he made a big mistake by letting me go..  

What am I supposed to do with all of this? Do we trust that we made the right decisions in life that have shaped the life that we have now? Or do I question the fact that we should have been together and perhaps forces pulled us apart.

I know that we will not be together, but it does make me think that we should always resolve all issues in one relationship before moving to the next.  I think we both realize that there was "unfinished business" but I know it will have to remain that way.

Life is an interesting journey.

i can't wait for autumn so i can wear sweaters again.

Haven't been stoned in years - got sidelined with exciting things along the journey of life such as a new family and career. As a former stoner, I realized how much I enjoyed that lifestyle.

Here's to memory lane!

Secret - if you met me, you'd never guess.

m-34-college professor

I built a secret passage way in my house. Always wanted one of those!

You appear as an adult, but everything you do or say reminds me of a 3 year old with no logical thinking abilities. Sometimes the stuff you say makes me really want to kick your ass. More so, I don't think I could ever get away from you because of my co-dependency issues. I wonder if I will be stuck with you forever, because I love you, but I'm not IN love with you. I realized that a while ago and I'm scared. I feel you are holding me back at times, and at others I wonder if it's me holding you back.... I wish I knew all the right answers. I hate not being sure.

Im tired of being what everyone else expects me to be. I just want to shout out to the world who I really am.

I am bi and yes I have a girlfriend, and I love her more than life itself. She is my everything and it breaks my heart I have to keep this hidden from all my non excepting friends.

When I shiver and get goosebumps all I want to feel is arms around me. <3

Any one who complains about something and still does it is stronger than a person who doesn't complain, but not as smart.

I went to THE APPLE STORE AND THERE WAS A REALLY HOT GUY THERE AND I WAS LIKE HI AND HE TURED AROUND AND IT WAS A LADY

I'm a married woman in my mid 30s. I have a crush on a 19 year old girl. It makes me giddy, scared, and I don't know if it's.. "wrong"

Suzuki Joe, I will forever remember you with the greatest joy.  You took a beaten down person and turner her into a woman.  I respect you, love you and adore you.  You taught me so much over the last year and I appreciate the sacrifices you made in order to see me.  You will forever be in my heart.  Please do not post as I do not want a response.   I just want you to know that I will always be there for you if you need me.  I do hope I will see you again as I would like to tell you how I truly feel in person.  I can't do it here as there is too much emotion involved for me.

Forever yours, with undying love, MF

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Tell me you love me, dammit.

Why are you avoiding me? I don't blame you if you don't want me anymore, and I'll happily let you out of your promise not to run away. All I ask is that you communicate and be honest.

i feel like an awful person
i'm horrible to my friends, i hurt the ones i love. i just really want to move in with my father to get away from my life and how i act here. i dont want every one to think of me as some horrible person thats a hypocrite but i cant help it and i cant change living here, because everyone has known me since first grade. I'm different now, i really am but nobody seems to notice or care and i  just want to get out

i have a lesbian crush on a 24 year old girl. I'm not even lesbian.

I want to lose my virginity to this guy from school. He's Asian, and shy, but once you get to know him, he's phenomenal! I bet if everyone else knew his true 'person' they'd want to have sex with him too. He asked me to be his sex buddy over summer. He's a virgin, but he wants to lose it to me ;) I'm excited for when I do finally get the guts to tear his clothes off. He's so god damn sexy. I want his body like nothing else I've ever wanted.

I am planning the divorce. HALLELUJAH!!!!!


FUCK THIS BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm still in love with my ex boyfriend, yet I'm dating a new guy. He lives about 45 minutes away from my town, so when he comes to see me he doesn't really know where he's going. When we go home from dates, sometimes I have him go out of the way to pass by my ex's house in hopes that he'll see me with another guy, get jealous, and beg for me back. I have yet to see him outside. But I know I'll continue to do this until finally he sees me and my new boyfriend.

Hottest outfit I've ever seen, a woman wearing a man's suit.  Sizzling!

I hate my life. I wish I could stay inside my head and never come out.

We never see each other anymore. How are we supposed to do this? I think you get it now.  

I'm dying :'(

I'm bi, I guess. I mean I don't really know what to consider it. I've been with a girl before and now I'm dating another girl. I'm happy with her and when we're in public I almost forget that people aren't okay with us touching eachother or holding hands. She lives 2 hours away and it hurts.

When I was a young man sex with my wife would not last long. I finished way to quickly.
One trick I learned to delay orgasm was to not look at my wife when we were making love. Sex felt so good, and I was so excited to making love to such a beautiful woman, that if I looked at her the pleasure would overwhelm me and I was done.

I'm slowly growing apart from my wife.  I think we both need someone new.

im going to get a tattoo soon:)

I don't think I'm interested anymore.

my roommate is a grown man, and he speaks like a lolcat. i don't know why it pisses me off so much, but i just kind of want to hit him every time he says 'has' instead of 'have'. he has a masters from an ivy for chrissakes. speak english!

I had a birthday a few weeks back and thought I would really special for myself for once. I came into some money recently and decided I could spare some of it for myself on my birthday.

Now I suffer from a chronic disease called Crohn's disease. And because of this I have been single all my life. Every time I meet a nice gal and date a bit when they find out I have Crohn's disease they run for the door. Consequently I haven't had sex for years.

So this year I thought I would book an escort for a few hours and have some fun. It's not the ideal situation but I felt the need for some female companionship. I have never done this before and was a bit nervous about doing it at all. But I have just had surgery for my condition a few months ago and was feeling good about myself and being pain free for the first time in almost 20 years.

So I found and escort and booked 2 hours on my birthday. She posted herself on the web and showed some photos of herself ( but not her face ). I called her up and she sounded nice. So when I got to finally meet her she was quite ugly !

I should have just turned and ran right then and there but instead I decided that I would meet this person.

It was a disaster! I wasn't attracted to her in the least and all I could think of while I was there was how to get away. I felt guilty and duped at the same time. I couldn't perform and we argued about a "refund".  Finally I just gave her the money and left. Serves me right. It seems that there is a fair amount of "bait and switch" tactics in that business.

It has soured me on the whole experience. I will probably never do that again and just suffer in silence like I always have. CAVEAT EMPTOR !

o my, i can't deny it anymore. i look like a younger version of my husband's ex. only she's super skinny, taller and extremely fit.
it's bothering me big time.
i've got to change my appearance. that's really the only thing i can do to keep myself sane.
i hate this. i have had too many people tell me how much i look like her, people that don't even know me,...or her. just walk up to me and say "hey, you look just like that girl over there!" and point and there she is.
it sickens me.
i hate almost every aspect of the way i look.
i want a bigger ass. bigger breasts.
i want my hair to be manageable and my skin to be clearer.
i want my tummy flab to go away.
i want to weigh 114, not 117. i'm silly. really i must be crazy. i sound like a lunatic with an eating disorder.

I love myself. I'm proud of my appearance and the person that I am now. Even though I have my flaws, I embrace them and take pride in the fact that they are a part of me.

I tell myself this all the time, and yet, I can't stand to look at myself naked.

I can't stand the thought of him seeing me naked either. Even though he did, and I had nothing to worry about. I still worry about it.

I truly care about him, and the things we do together feel wonderful. But I still can't shake my insecurity.

Why?

Please stop closing your eyes and looking away while we're having sex.  It makes me think that you're not attracted to me and possibly thinking about someone else - even though you may not be, it's hard not to feel that way.  It's really starting to bother me.

None of my family knows that I think about suicide constantly.  They don't know that I've packed all my belongings, settled all my debts, and made arrangedments for my pets.  They don't know that very soon, I'll move on.

I am dating my x  for great sex but last night she text me she love me,,,I need to get out

I absolutely HATE people that are idiots. I hate rednecks, I hate illiterate people. I hate that they can't even begin to see how much better the world would be WITHOUT them in it. And all of this is cruel, yes, because I am a Buddhist. In fact, that annoyed me too- I went into a shop that sells these little accessories and such, incense and candles, blah...and they misspelled Buddhist. I also want my husband's ex to fail miserably in her business and financial life, and pretty much all that she does. Wow, that's wrong. It hurts to see it written down; to see how awful I really am.

redheads will be the end of me.

God, I am asking for a miracle! Please end this before we run out of money or someone ends up dead. We need to move on with our lives without the Bastard.

There's always a middle ground.

love hurts :'(

I'm crewl for what I've done too you. But I've wanted her for so long, I waited patiently...she came to me. This is a fairy tale. The problem is...we are doomed if anyone finds out. We'll make it out babygirl, just you and I.

I found my diary from when I was 7.
One page says "I don't want kids because I think I'd make a horrible mommy."
I'm now 34 with no kids. I wonder why.

I wish I could redo my seventh grade year.

I think I'd be 100x happier if I could.

Listening to Lady Gaga turns me on.

I think I'm pretty and skinny.
But I pretend not to because that's what every other beautiful girl does.

I broke up with my boyfriend three days ago. I yelled at him and dumped him out of anger, hoping he wouldn't take it seriously and we would stay together. I woke up this morning and found out that he is now dating a girl that I wouldn't let him speak to cause I thought something was going on. I was right but I still want him back. I miss him.

A few hours after I found out that he was with her, I told him I was going to kill myself. He told me he was busy so I took a razor to my wrist. I was scared that I wouldn't be alive for him to tell me he wants me back so I just cut up and down my leg instead. I'll never be able to forget him now cause I'll have the scars forever.

I can't believe you turned me down 3 days in a row.  Really, I'm thinking you lost your "man card"...

I have this fantasy.

It will happen about a year from now, after you break up with her. I will ask you to come see me at my apartment when I move for school. You stay the weekend. We barely leave the bedroom for two days, only to eat. Then I finally confess to you that I never stopped loving you. I have to wait til I am away from my parents. I think we both know that. I will ask you to come with me to Michigan. We can move there and start fresh. I know that is asking alot from you because all of your family is here, but we can't be together unless I get away from mine. And in a perfect world, you would say yes. And we would get away, start our own family together and do things our way, making it on our own. Its not about the toys. Its not about the money. Its about being together for the rest of our lives.

... And Michigan is really good for hunting... We could start up that Hunting show we always wanted. You and me.

But this is not a perfect world, and the chances of this actually happening are slim to none.

For now, I'll just be the dirty little mistress.

I never stopped loving you. I just knew at the time, I wasnt good for you. But now I am. Now I have figured things out. There are a few things I still need to tell you... about the baby we could have had... thats the biggest. But maybe in time, it will happen.

I love you bear, never forget that.

Over the years I have asked my most trusted friends if I have bad breath. In every case they say no, not at all.

I think they are all lying.

The energy crisis:

They say we will run out of oil in 30 years. They say we need to start conserving now. But I think it will never happen. We are too greedy. We like our cars fast and out houses warm.

Solution:

I believe the population of the U.S. is going to fall dramatically over the next 50 years. We are long past the days when a family needed many kids to work the farm. We are in this new place where people have realized that kids require college and ipods and cars and clothes. In short, kids are expensive. Parents would rather save the money for themselves. So they will only have one child. Two parents, one child. You do the math.  The population will be cut in half.

This is a good thing. Fewer people means less cars on the road. Less demand for oil in general.  

This will be what ultimately saves us. We will never be able to voluntarily cut back on our energy consumption. We are too self centered and greedy. But if we simply decrease our population, then we will get the same effect as conserving energy.

Please, let me figure you out. It would give my life a bit of meaning, if you would just let me in. You're so beautiful on the inside to me already, i just want to know why you do the things you do. Just let me spend some time inside your head love.

I hung out with her just to avoid being too obvious to you. I want to kiss you, to hold your hand at least, but you seem to think I'm not interested.

I am. Make a move.

hotmail is basically unusable. about a year ago they added new "features". this is code for it doesn't work. sometimes you send an email and your machine hangs for a few minutes in limbo. how inconvenient. i want to send one last email before i go home. but when the hang thing happens, i must wait to make sure it went through. and wait. and wait. amazing to me that such a well established company like microsoft can have such a buggy product.

I'm not afraid of dying per se.  I'm afraid of dying suddenly. I dread the idea of walking down the street and keeling over with a heart attack.  I wouldn't get to say goodbye to everyone.  For the rest of their lives, my children wouldn't know I was thinking of them as I passed. If it's my turn to go, I'd like some warning. I'd much prefer 6 months of cancer instead of a heart attack. Is that too much to ask?

i like to look up cartoon porn

i love you and all..BUT MY LORDY YOU ARE HORRIBLE AT SEX..KISSING..FOREPLAY..YOU CANT DO SHIT..I GET EXHAUSTED FROM FAKING SO MUCH!EITHER GROW A BIGGER DICK OR IMPROVE YOURSELF BOY! I DONT THINK I CAN TAKE MUCH MORE!!!

cant anyone see that im seriously a threat to myself?

i guess nobody really cares.

Someone recently tried to insult my successes by saying I was just "lucky".  (Jealous much?)

Funny thing, I find the harder I work, the luckier I seem to be. Gee, why do you think that is?

I am working out and getting in shape... so I can leave my husband.

I am just so into my neighbor,  when he drives by I wave and think "oh please god just stop and fuck the shit out of me".   I am married and so is he and he does not even know I exist...but man I would love just one night with him when my husband is away.  
The last time he stopped by he said to us " let me know if there is anything you need when (hubby's name) is gone"...  I just about died on the spot.....    I could give him a whole damn list..  ;)

Bad-
I feel like I have to throw myself all over you in order to keep you from her.

Worst-
I like it.

I see evil in everyone.

I get it. I'm not enough for you. That's fine, but have the decency to be honest about it, don't try to train me like a dog.

Today, you told me you liked me too. My heart fluttered the rest of the day...couldn't concentrate worth beans. Ask me to be your girlfriend.

Fuck man, don't bring your fucking drama to me, asking for help and then get an attitude when I try to help. FUCK! I can't handle people and their stupid idiosyncrasies.

DJ, This day has gotten worse and again all I need is you. I only had two old voicemails from you and I listened to them. Even though you were kind of upset on them, the sound of your voice calmed me down and made my heart sink.

The past week has been shit. And today I got a call about an unexpected meeting at work tomorrow. Either I'm getting laid off or the best Boss/Mentor I've ever had is getting laid off. I hope it isn't either. If it is, I'm fucking buying a ticket to Portland.

I'm sitting here with the most handsome, wonderful, funny, strong, sweet, caring, and generous man I have ever met and I love him!

whoever is sending messages to my husband needs to die a slow agonizing death. this is B.S. drama we don't fucking need!

I can't believe I eat you out.  I may as well be sucking on a dozen cocks!

Trade workers in America are the biggest damn tax cheats I know. The carpenter, the house painter, the gardener, they all work for cash and pay zero in taxes. It's an entire underground economy. What a scam. How about it Mr. Government?  How about cracking down on these tax cheats. It would probably reduce the tax burden of honest people like me by 50%.

How is it that I want you to never come back & to come back now forever... at the same time?

How is that? wtf is that about?

ugh, I wish I had never met you! for REALLLLLLL,.

right now i'm one paycheck from being in SERIOUS debt, trying to kick heroin (AGAIN) without ANYONE knowing(which SUCKS), and trying to find someone to replace my hubby (the relationship has run its course & i cheat so much it's freaking disgusting!). i know i sound ungrateful, but i need a change! sometimes i just want to keep driving! lol but if i had the chance to do it over. i wouldn't change a thing! made me who i am today and that's no secret! i'll get through this. i ALWAYS do! i'm a SURVIVOR and at the end of the day that is all that matters! =)

she is not leaving my side, clinging, and asking about every phone call and text i get....but she leaves soooon!  i'm smothered, and it's now turned to resent.  she has driven me away, and when she moves, thinking long distance will work, she will realize what's she's done.

I can still make my wife laugh. That means everything to me.

i tried to be bulimic but my gag reflex is almost non-existent...probably due to me giving too much head

next stop: anorexia

How did I at 41 become a pervert?  I used to be the most upstanding young man.  I would never take advantage of a girl, I never looked at their tits and asses, and I treatd them with respect.  

I think I became a pervert because I found out that nice guys finish last.  Now I'll come on to drunk women to see what they'll do with me and everytime I look at a woman in the 7-11 I'm thinking about her sucking my cock.  I routinely go online and try to "sext" whatever girl is there.

Yep, I'm a pervert.

trust me guys, always go for the less sexually experienced gal. Sluttly girls are just that, sluts. This will never change, once a slut always a slut. REMEMBER THAT. People dont change at all.

So guys when deciding on who to spend the rest of your life with, go for the good girl who stayed in and studied and became a wonderful person other than the party slut that got railed by too many guys to remember just one...

Apologies for the slight degree of vulgarity i used here and also for any woman whom i may have upset but like i said at the end of the day i am 100 percent right :)

It occurs to me that I am too "okay" with everything. If someone does something stupid, the first thing out of my mouth is always "it's okay". If someone does something that offends me, "it's okay, I promise." If they hurt me, "it's okay, I'll be fine."

I hate the word "okay".

I am not "okay", but I take time out of my life to make sure everyone else is better than "okay". And if they're not, I try my very hardest to make sure that they get to that point. But does anyone else ever stop to do the same for me? No. And when they do, what's my response? "I'm okay, really."

GOD. It pisses me off!

I'm angry at my friends, my parents, me.... Probably me most of all.

I dare you. I dare each and everyone of you to take time out of your day, just once, to care about every single one of your friends. It's exhausting. Then I get home and what do I get? A laundry list of things I didn't manage to complete up to my parents standards.

I would just say "fuck it" and move on, not caring about anyone, but I'm not that kind of person. That's literally not who I am. Try as I might, I can't not get involved in other people's lives. Maybe I'll be rewarded for it some day. Maybe the big prize at the end of the tunnel will be that I get to spend eternity in heaven (if there is such a thing). Or maybe I'm doing this all for nothing, out of the pure and simple kindness of my heart, and nobody gives a damn.

Oh sure, they love having me around when it's convenient. When they need someone to bitch to. But as for an interesting person who they'd want at parties, I'm not really the one they call up. Because I spend all my freaking time worrying about if I'm gonna piss somebody else off! So I don't make rash movements. I don't speak whatever's on my mind. I don't, I don't, I don't, but I so wish I could. I only yell when I'm on stage. I only scream and cry when I'm acting. Otherwise, all my emotions (the bad ones, at least) stay bottled up inside where they can't hurt anyone but me.

So fuck you Radio City Rockettes, I'm gonna make it on BROADWAY.


Somebody help me. I want to be the life of the party. I want to be the one that people love. But I'm not. Try as I might, I'm still the quiet kid at the back of the room. And I kick myself for it every time. It kills me when my friends don't want to hang out with me. It kills me when there are three girls in a room and I'm the last one my boyfriend wants to talk to. It kills me when I get down the happy, bubbly lifestyle, only to come home and find that it pisses off my parents.

Who do I make happy? Friends? Parents? Me?
...Yeah. Like the last one'll ever happen. I'm at the bottom of everyone's lists, because I'm at the bottom of my own.

WTF?!  I just can't get over how many sexual partners you've had!  In such a short amount of time too!  I wish it wasn't true.  I was just starting to fall deeply in love with you, but this is pulling me out of the water faster and further everyday.  Not only that, but the way you talked about some of them... you put it in a way that seems like we'll never have that intensity ourselves.

Now, every time we have sex, all I can think about is how many people have been there before me.  It just doesn't feel special anymore.  You seem like a cheap ride that any guy with a tinge of popularity and silver tongue could get with for a night.

I was really beginning to like you, but I need to shift my priorities back to studying for this degree.  And perhaps in the future, seek out someone with a less promiscuous background.

you never made any solid effort to be my friend, so whaaaaaatever. your loss and you know it!

I want you to get out of my head. I wish I never met you.

i want to die, every day.

DJ, I need you so bad right now. There is a rage inside my chest and the only one that can calm me down is you. But you can't and it hurts so much more. There is so much going on right now beyond you being gone and I can't even talk about it with you. I would do anything right now just to feel your skin against mine, to kiss you, to hold your hand, to place my head in your hands, to be with you...

I brought my dad's car to get an emissions test this morning and that Taylor Swift song "mine" came on. The tears almost started, but I stopped myself.

REally regreting the email I sent you last friday... oh well. more wasted words.

I wish Hayley Williams had bigger boobs, then I'd love her even more <3

I can't live the rest of my life in quiet torment and fear. The squeaky wheel gets the grease, and I can't succeed at the rest of my life if I choose silent suffering in every interaction with you.

When I was fired from my last job, my boss called me into his office and said in his 30 years of working, hiring me was the biggest mistake he ever made. I have remained unemployed since then because I haven't had the self confidence to look for a new job.

k, my god you're getting fat.

To my ex. You may have the world at your feet because of your fathers work, but in the end I will be the one with freedom.

You are so damn sexy! Some mornings I don't even want the coffee, I just show up to see you for a little pick me up! My wife knows about it. So glad she let's me have my little fantasy. She even let's me call her your name when we fuck! She's the best wife ever!

I hate A.S. so much. And it's sad that the first thing I do when I wake up is see photos of her,...and her fucking perfect life. Why am I like this?
I just wish I could be at the other end of this turmoil.
I just wish for a change she would be the one suffering.

I lost faith in the company that I work for.

This is more heartbreaking than if it was happening to my personal life.

girlfriend told me its my fault i have blue balls

Do the options really have to be stand up for myself and be alone or lose my self-respect and be otherwise happy?

I hope that your wife knows how lucky she is.

Fuck. Just fucking text me already - I know you want to!

It's disappointing to see how many people don't like change.

I'm beginning to wonder if you'll ever grow up and become the person I know you have the potential to be. I've been waiting a long time now, lost boy, a very long time.

i think i am finally over you. took a year, but i think i can finally move on

I'm not over it yet;
But I will be.
Why do I care?  Why don't you?
Why am I posting this here?  Well, why not?

I'm sorry.

I have this sick feeling that I may be asexual. The idea of sex in my mind is 100 times better than the actual deed. Foreplay is okay but then when it comes to actual intercourse, after 30 seconds my mind totally just checks out and my mission is to just have the guy come and it be over with. No other living being has ever given me an orgasm. I have a better time with girls, probably because lesbian sex is more interactive and I actually have to get involved and not just lay there and moan loudly so that the guy comes..... but even then I have never come to full orgasm. It is really distressing me now because I fear that I may be destined to a lonely life of masturbation. With every new partner (male or female) I hope for a different outcome, but that never happens. FML
F/28

Mol,

You know exactly what you did. You told everyone lies, and now everyone thinks I'm the biggest slut ever. I don't care what they think. I know how bad you wanted this to hurt. But it's not going to work this time. I'm over all the stupid shit you've done to me.
I know your rumors are why he called me filthy, dirty, disgusting. He wouldn't let me touch his precious article. Because it was about you, and bow great you are. I hope you know you didn't deserve it. Wow. It all seems to be going your way. And you think you're the best. I'm saying it to everyone too. Just so you come crashing down THAT much harder. I can't wait.
And I hope your new roomate is a stuck up bitch who bosses you and your fat ass around.
You are pathetic. I mean, what 19 year old goes around flaunting the fact that they've never been kissed and never had a boyfriend. But I know that MY friends think you're a fugly loser. And they don't like you as much as you want to believe. Oh, and your new team hates you.
They say what goes around comes around, and I hope they're right. Because If they are, you're in for a hell of a year. Enjoy.

You are beyond stupid right now for the choices youre making.

Get your shit together and dont drag me into in AGAIN.

Im over you and your drama.

The deeper his jab, the deeper his wound. He should know why I'm this way. I can't take it any more. We should just stop it. It's ruining me. Maybe him? I don't think I'll ever meet anyone like him.

I forgive him because he's wrong and he's upset. And pretty dumb if he thought I wouldn't get it. Yeah, and all that after I blocked him. Yeah, Big guy now.

I hate myself for telling you that 'I love you.'

Even though I have been in many relationships for the last six years; there was only one other girl out of the eight serious relationships I've been in that I have said those three words too.

And you know what? It took me 7 months for me to say it to her.

My Kotodama, meaning we put behind words, about the phrase 'I Love You' is so special to me that I only use when I seriously believe in it.

Yet, to make you happy and to make you smile, I told you those three words. And did you know what you did? You cheated on me, broke my heart, but what hurt me the most... you made me fall in love with you.

Although I know you aren't good for me at all and I do deserve better, I still think about you and want you to be sincerely happy... although you never once cared about my happiness.

I come here to read the secrets of others because I dont want to deal with my own.

I feel as if i never have really lived, so suicide would be overkill, but i still think of it on a daily basis.

All of my friends tell me how cute I am. They say how small and adorable I am. They don't know that it's because of anorexia. They don't know that I would die to be beautiful instead of just living with 'cute'.

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See this-> ________________ ? This is me not giving a flying FUCK anymore. Have a nice day.

over it.

Dear Ellen,

I'm sure you were surprised when a masked person attacked you earlier while you were walking down the street. You looked so scared when a person wearing a Shrek mask (my son's from Halloween) ran out of their car and hit you in the head with a tennis racket. While you fell to the ground in pain, I bet it was even more shocking that they snatched your purse, ran back into their car, and drove away. I told you I'd get you back one day. You thought you'd get away with calling my husband a nigger and saying that interracial marriage was disgusting at our wedding, but I told you your time would come. It's been 6 years, Ellen. I've been waiting to run into you for 6 long years. The masks that I've been keeping in my car have changed from time to time, and I just happened to run into you when it was the Shrek mask that was in the glove compartment. Your face was priceless, I wish I had a camera at that moment. The best part is, you'll never know it was me. Oh and for the record, I don't need your disgusting money. As soon as I got home, I threw your purse right into the fire, walked up to my room, and checked your name off my list. If you want good revenge, you have to be patient. Good luck with the concussion, you racist cunt.

Sincerely, J

Sometimes I think it'd be really funny to put on a blonde wig, some makeup, a girly stuffed shirt, and maybe a necklace so I could go on chatroulette and pretend to be a girl, offer to show my boobs, start to lift my shirt, and then disconnect. If I was a chick, I'd go out of my way to kill the boners of perverts who go online looking for some tits.

19/M/Straight

So, I managed to get out of bed this morning after being in it for a day and a half on a weekend.

Then no one wanted to see me.

Still, I gathered the courage to leave the house anyway. I stopped by a street fair, then I drove to chinatown, I had some lovely dtreet food, I sat at a park and I read a 10 quid book that I bought there.

I cried a lot when I left the apartment. I was terribly lonely. No one wanted me. Brother, boyfriend, friends.

I went out anyway. And although it wasn't a superb sunday, I still got out and did something on my own.

It felt good.

I'm still hurt and lonely and lost.

But I did something.

Some guy from the bar brought my friend and I to his house. We made out and all got naked and he ate my pussy and ass and I gave him a blow job. My friend had sex with him. We are both married. wow never thought I would feel so guilty. Thanks alcohol.

I wish you were into older guys!  I would love to fuck your young brains out of your head!  You are so hot!  So how about it?

If the woman doesn't put out on the first date, I don't call back. I hate fucking head games. Sounds like a woman who will use sex later on in the relationship to get her way. Fuck that. Put out or go away.

JV, Today while i was at a wedding expo and i was asked to play the roll of the groom i picked up my phone to text you... then i wiped the tears that started to well up in my eyes and put my phone back down. Then when i got home and reliazed no one was home and wouldn't be for hours i sat down on my bed logged into skype and sat there just staring at our last "Real" conversation.

Courtney,

You smelled so good today. God!  I so want to nail the hell out of you!
Anytime you want to good looking! Get off your high horse and let's just GET IT ON!!
Your husband reminds me of a muppet.

People say my body shape is nice and I should model
But the problem I have isn't my shape..
It's all the stretch marks and celulite under my clothes

My ex boyfriend of 4 years just told me that his sister is pregnant.
I felt so happy and sad at the same time.
I was so close to her, we both wanted to be baby buddies.
Now, here I am wanting a baby so badly, and I feel selfish to think
that if I just stayed with my immature ex, that I would also be
pregnant right now to.
I would be becoming an Auntie and a Mum.
My day will come, I hope.

mom and dad: the reason i left my window open while the AC was on was to air out the smell of sex that hung in the room

When you send me nasty bitchy emails showing exactly what a cunt you are, I forward them to other people. I figure I can't stop you from being the bitch you are, but at least I can let everyone else see it too.

I love myself...every day.

Sometimes I'm wrong. But I'll never admit it.

I'm your husband. I'm probably everyone's husband.

I hate how everything I say he copies and tells me to impress me

How come bald men never have dandruff? Does baldness cure dandruff? Scientists should look into that.

Sometimes I don't want to put my glasses on because I don't like what I see in the mirror.

We had made out for a while when I asked him what he wanted to do. I offered to give him a blow job; he knew it would be my first time doing this, and it was a big step for me. He said he just wanted to fall asleep next to me. And he meant it. We just lied there together for a while, holding each other. I was amazed that he would rather take a nap with me in his arms than cum with me between his legs. I looked at him: his closed eyes, his little smile, the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. He looked so relaxed. So beautiful. And I thought, I could hold him like this forever.

But I also wanted to give him an orgasm. I wound up giving him a blow job anyway, because I wanted to, and for no other reason.

Either I'm dating a seductive mastermind or this guy is pure gold.

I hope that someday you'll move to Boston.

I hate this,everything about it. I hate myself, I hate that you are so fucking far, I hate that you are the one i want to talk to before bed& when i wake up, I hate that i met you because of her. I HATE ALL OF IT, except that it was you! But deep down inside i wonder what will happen when i see you again. I am waiting for that day.

It's been a week since i last saw him already. I miss him so much and i feel like i just can't go to my friends and tell them, i dont want to bore them with symptoms of this powerful feeling of love they might not relate to yet. yet i want to scream to the world how much i love and miss him. Hope to hear from him soon....

I hate those fake looking dyed blond women with the perfectly coiffed hair, overly thin bodies and expensive Gucci purses, complete with white fluffy dog inside. I think this is why God invented breast cancer.

I hate that even after 2 years I still can't get over you... I miss you so much but we can never talk cause of a lot of the stupid things I said to you. I'm afreid to tell you I was drunk when I said all those mean things but I knew you wouldn't be happy since you stopped drinking for me. So I guess I'm a hypocrit. But I would rather have you unhappy about what I did instead of what we are now... Nothing. We don't even talk. You hate me. I hate myself. I want to talk to you but it's been 2 years now I'm sure a lot has changed. You probably don't even remember my name... I remember I warned you I wasn't worth the effort and I wasn't. Look how we ended up. I want to lay on your chest again and you would tickle me and we would laugh. But all those moments are gone now. Yet I still hold on cause I'm not over you and I guess I never will be.

I am alone. When I say alone, I mean it. I usually don't talk to anyone but my partner, who is equally hermetic, for weeks at a time. Mostly I enjoy it. Sometimes, like now, I will feel twinges of loneliness. Rarely I will feel terribly lonely, even deprived. These instances occurred much more frequently in my earlier years.

Mostly, though, like I said, I am happy as I am. I work a job where I do not often need to interact with my coworkers. I am left alone and I leave others be. I don't fit with my peers; I never have, and I most likely never will, and I have learned through trial and error to mostly separate myself from the inherent human need to be accepted by other humans.

Life would be much easier if I were a non-violent sociopath. Then I wouldn't care at all, even though that "at all" comprises very little, and wouldn't know what caring felt like to begin with.

The umbilicus tying me to the rest of my people is withering section by section with time anyway. Soon I'll be completely happy, just the way I am. :)

It stinks that I have to fight so hard for my happiness. But I am neither willing nor able to change myself to suit the world, and so I will simply ignore the world as I have always done and make my own little solitary paradise with my partner. I am fortunate to have him-he is my anchor. So many do not have even what I have.

How can there be so many people on this planet, and so few connections? Perhaps someone out there understands my perspective. simplyspartan@yahoo.com

Have a beautiful day. Never forget what the sun looks like through your own eyes.

i planned to sleep with you for the first time today, then you called and said you was feeling poorly...i wonder if you would be dissapointed if you knew...

I often mock people to their face. "Wow, you have some really good ideas."  I'm kidding.  They have awful ideas.  Plain old stupid ideas.  But I tell people they have good ideas with such a dead pan expression that they believe me.  Groan.

I wish i made u as happy as he does. u are my best friend... i love you

DJ. Even though it's over, I've wondered what you would say if I asked you to marry me. I was on the brink of falling in love with you before you said it was over. I have to let you go. It's different this time. And that doesn't mean that a year from now or even ten years from now, I wouldn't drop everything or anyone just to be with you. You have my heart.

im in love with someone i've known and dated for 6 months, i have never felt about anyone, not even my ex-bf of 4 and a half years.

Everyone wonders why I act the way i do, why I'm not a straight A student in school, why i keep myself locked up in my room all day long, well if you wanna know the truth here it is, my dad left when i was 4 i havent seen much of him since, then my stepdad moved in when i was 5, when i was 6 i was molested by my babysitter's teenaged daughter, when i was 13 my stepdad moved out and joined another family, and when i was 15 i was raped. does that give reason for my behavior or were you looking for something else ?

18/f.

For the past 15 years I've lied to my friends about where my dad has been, in the 5th grade i told them he was in Nasa on a space mission, in 8th grade i started telling them he was in Japan for a year for work. in the 12th grade i told everyone he was in the army. i know now that they probably all know the truth but still at 21, i make up lies for my dad's absence.

My wife and I have trouble communicating because we speak different languages.  I speak English.  She speaks Selfish.

i hate my hair, i hate my skin, i hate my big lips, i hate my big butt, i hate my breasts, i hate being black.

18/f

I got up. I managed to get out of bed with the intent to leave this apartment and do something nice.

I looked for things to do and found some interesting ones. Boyfriend doesn't seem to care, brother doesn't seem to care. Where is everybody?

I hate doing things on my own. Seems like there's no other option if jumping off the window's is to remain out of today's agenda.

This is gonna be tricky. Let's see what I manage to pull off.

I've been lying in my bed and watching tv since yesterday morning. I only get up to eat and to go to the bathroom.
Friends expected to see me, boyfriend expected to go out with me and I ditched them all to just wallow in my own unjustifiable misery.

It's sunday morning. I'm trying to gather the courage to get out of bed. I have failed for the past 3 hours.

I'll keep trying. It's a beautiful day.

Aha! Win or lose, at least I did something different this time.

its breaking my heart that your heart is broken. i cant stand to see you hurting, but it hurts even worse that i cant do anything about it to help you, because all you want anymore is him. i wish you loved me the same way i loved you. i hate that youre gay. its breaking my heart.  really. i dont know if i can take it. i dont want you to be sad, so i will talk to you everynight until youre better. the way you feel for him is the way i feel for you. i will never be happy unless youre mine, but youre gay. and im a girl. this is the worst thing thats ever happened to me. and i love you still the same. i wish you felt the same. thats all i want. i feel like this is my punishment for not being good enough.

i love you and would give my life to save you anyday. i love you jacks. more than anything.

I have come to realize, even though she has crushed my heart and spirit, I hope that my ex-girl friend enjoys sex with her new black boyfriend half as much as I enjoy the sex with MY black Boyfriend. But only half as much. WM54

I hate that I've let myself weigh 190lbs again. I worked so hard to get my weight down to 140lbs, over 4 years ago, and here I am again back to being a fat slob. I pretend like I'm okay with my weight, but I'm really disgusted with myself. I've started working out and dieting again. I plan to get back down to 140lb and staying there, so help me God. My motivation is remembering how good I felt and looked at 140lbs, how healthy I became, and how I beat pre-diabetes and high cholesterol by losing all that weight. I can't have diabetes, I would be so mad at myself if I do, because it will be my own fault. I don't eat a lot of sugar, but you can still develop diabetes due to being overweight; I will not let that happen to me.

A tip for those suffering from acne: Google "Aspirin mask to treat acne". It really works. Good luck.

Sometimes, when I jerk off, I cum in my mouth because it makes me feel like a porn star. Of course, I always regret it afterwords since my cum tastes terrible. The things we do to feel sexy.

OMG! Oooh let's play tease the girl with what she can't have.. soo fucked up, baby, so unfair. Can't say stop I like it too much. but if you knew how it made me ache..

Sometimes, if I have to pee but I don't feel like running to the bathroom, I pee in the kitchen sink. The fact that I could get caught by my parents at any moment gives me a rush.

I always try to be good enough for them even though I know I cant

My brother is such a dick to his girlfriend and it disgusts me. She's beautiful, smart, funny, nice, a total catch, and he treats her like dirt! Of course, she's in love with him, so she doesn't have the sense to dump his ass. I wish she could realize that she deserves so much more...

I think the song High School Never Ends by Simple Plan is a very sad song. Will I never be free from the pain of being a gay high school student?

If I told most people what I really thought of them they would not talk to me again. On second thought... I should, most of them do not talk to me now.

I feel ugly. I don't like taking pictures because of my acne. I'm on Proactiv now, so my face is slowly improving. I'm slowly learning to love myself again.

I regret loving you but it hurts to not love you. I can't stop. I don't want you to leave... yet you always walk away. Today was one of those days. I suppose that love doesn't really matter.

I know that we're done after tonight, but I hope we still talk. That honestly would do for now. Make a move, I'm too scared to.

So, I think the reason I get so upset is that it's a partially 'secret' relationship. My first 'secret' 'relationship' happened when I was four. I go crazy because I feel so dirty and worthless about the secrecy part. Logically it makes sense, and I keep thinking it's not a problem, then it takes me out when I least expect it. Something that may or may not even be a big deal causes me to have a total meltdown.

I wish I was straight so, so, so bad. Gays lead a life of hardship....

I hide behind all this make-up so I don't have to see the ugly person under it.

I lost my virginity at the age of 14. I am disgusted with myself. I wanted to be successful, to be known, to be smart, and a helpful person to the world. But honestly, I feel like the dirtiest person everyday, and think about committing suicide all the time. I hate myself.

you were suppose to be mine,but  i feel like your keeping your options open. because Friday you were talking to the two biggest slut in the school.

Im so so sorry. I didnt mean to hurt you, I love you I really do...I just cant be with you. He asked me out last night.. I said yes.. and now i dont know if it was because i really wanted it.. or if it was just to get you to hate me enough so you could move on. I feel like im going  to regret this. Its so weird to say that im in a relationship. I feel so guilty. I miss you terribly.

You're hug was great. I want another and another. I never want to let go. I miss you...  I don't miss her. She glared again today. I liked when she cried though. Not because I wanted to see her in pain... but it made me feel better about being depressed over you. iloveyou.

I'm so tired of pretending i don't have feelings for you, i do....and it fucking sucks because i know if i get close to you..you'll break my heart. Like i've said before, you have a reputation of being a cheater and a liar.
this is bullshit.

your a complete dumb ass fuck. you tell people to 'grow a spine' when you cry over someone calling you a 'naked mole rat' and when your put on the spot. you try to act so hardcore when really you haven't grown up and you cant face what people say about you so you block it out of your little happy box hoping that it doesn't hurt you. well if your going to live like that you have to be prepared for a world of hurt and faking it for the rest of your life.

I spent the whole day with her today. She made me feel so good, and that look in her eye...you are so beautiful and I can't wait until I can call you mine.

When will I learn to just keep my mouth shut?

I am constantly thinking about you. All the dirty things you could be doing to me right now. I want your naked body to be up against mine. I want to look into your beautiful eyes the whole time while you are inside of me. I want you...so so badly.

I would rather be any place with you than here tonight with him...

I got into another mental breakdown.

So, all I did was listen to Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin, and Stravinsky. It was so overwhelming beautiful that I cried. You feel something there, like in your heart, the aching and the pain, the beauty.

Omg..i am so geeky. So yeah..i'm going to be ok. Some strange beauty in the world.

Oh and Fantasia and Fantasia 2000 is AMAZING!!!!

21-F

I look at porn images on my laptop while my fiance is sitting 2 feet away on the couch.

i love you with all my heart. and i am in so much pain. you are not my friend, are you? excuse me, i'm going to get drunk now.

You are the worst friend. I thought I might have just tricked myself, thinking of all the things you do that annoy me, and none of the things I love about you. All those good things are dwindling, you've become a selfish arrogant bitch.

i'm so confused these past few days .  i don't know what i'm supposed to think or feel or anything. everything is screwed up. i think i need some serious help before it's to late .

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Fuck it, never mind. If you cared you'd talk to me.

after almost five years of not being with you anymore, I have finally realized that   we'll never see each other again. this is why in the last several months you have occupied my consciousness. it is maybe my brain's way of purging my past. this is deeply sad.

:o sorry for not letting you use me

i don't believe you.

I wish I could sleep with idiots.  I can't.  Seriously, a HUGE part of foreplay is knowing that a man is smart.  They don't have to be interesting or even terribly good looking.

I'd rather have a one night stand with a socially awkward doofus whose IQ is over 130 than a ripped stud with an IQ of 90.  *shrug*

I envy people that don't need this.

Do whatever. Even you are beyond saving me now.

I think that college is a colossal waste of time.
I move into my dorm tomorrow.

college girls are freaks... I forgot after 5 years out of the game.

A coworker of mine called me and told me that my ex just came in with his "nasty ass" girlfriend, the girl he started dating a week after we broke up and after he claimed he wanted to marry me. Anywho, everyone that has seen this girl says she is nasty and ugly.. By the way, They've been dating a year (and have only known each other a year) and are already engaged.  When the coworker first told me I got upset, because I'm still not over him, but then I realized that she may be thinner than I am, but I have a much prettier face, and that's what you got to look wake up to everyday.

They can go die in a fire.

im one of those skeptics that doesnt totally believe in love. its lust. and after time that lust fades. sure, that lust may last longer for some than it does others. and for some it may come back as time goes on. but i dont believe that love in the romantic 'forever and always' kind of way is real or could ever be real. its just not possible to feel completely compelled to be with someone forever and do what you have to do to stay with that person. its not possible to have this one feeling, this incredibly strong feeling last about one person for your entire life. it cant be. i cant believe that someone could sacrifice so much to be with one person. and for what? for the hope, the possibility, that the other person has this same incredibly unique 1 in a million feeling? its unreal. unconcievable.
my secret as im sure you probably forsaw, is that i am in love. and somehow, theres not a doubt in my mind that the feeling i have is real. this isnt lust. ive been in lust. ive felt that fade. this. this is not lust. no, its so much better. so much more amazing. and so much more unreal.

I guess sometimes, you just have to smile and get over things. Or at least smile, and act like you're over things.

JV, you have more of my heart than you could ever know!

My Ex-Husband is using our daughter to get revenge over the fact that I left him. Of course, I left him because he was an abusive and mean SOB. I just wish with all of my heart that he would just drop dead of a massive heart attack so my daughter and I can live in peace without his constant interference and drive for vegeance.Please just drop dead already!

are you serious? You really are the player I thought you were.

This past week was fun. We talked and hung out. We're best friends, but every time I see you I remember everything we did. All the kisses, hugs, and I love yous. And Im afraid that the more I hang out with you the more I'll love you. And I know you love me too. But I know we cant be. I know that in the end we'll get hurt again. And I don't want that......... I love being you best friend. And I just want the best for you and I know it's not with me. So move on! Please!! Date someone and her off. Because I think thats the only way I'll forget you. And for you to forget me and be happy.

When did everyone become so stupid?

I consider myself to be a good women...In the relationship I had in the past, I never cheated.  Unfortunately, I always get played.  No matter how much sex, oral, anal role play, toys etc. they get I always seemed to get cheated on.  Now, im in a new relationship and I have thought about cheating with one of my ex that seems to eat good pussy and my man dont even try. He's good dont get me wrong..he's dick make me cum real good.  But I like my pussy eaten...I've asked him I even put my pussy in his face...but nothing! I even punished him with not suckin him off but that didnt work...what is a girl to do...I love him but with my pass experience, I feel I should just get mine off just like the rest.  What to do???

The fact is that I come to love an older man but consistantly reminds me of my flaws...the only way I know how to handle the situation by reversing it on him. But the other day, I said something I shouldnt have and I regreat it...we don't speak now but should I feel sorry for all those times he critized my flaws...dont know how to feel.  I was so upset about the whole bottled up emotion..I wanted to make him feel exactly how I felt.  So I lied to him while in a argument. you see he wants a baby so bad from me.  So I told him I was pregnant and I wasnt keeping it...The irony of it all is that I just met him... Now I'm pissed 'cause he really think im pregnant...So how do I reverse this situation back...O God, I never like lied to anyone this is the reason I dont like to lie in the first place...uuggh   Help!

I lied...I love you, but I did the right thing, i didnt want to hurt anyone. I wish you would come tell me you felt the same way. I miss you.

When I'm in a large public setting, like at a baseball game or a concert, I consider the possibility of terrorism. It actually worries me a little. I guess this means the terrorists won.

i'm not gay. i'm just gonna see my homegirl!!!

It is very late here.  It seems this is my time now a days.  My husband is sleeping.  He is very weak these days.  My days are all running into each other.  He is getting so thin.  I am up early making him breakfast.  I want him to eat but he is not gaining a pound.  I am really scared, here I am crying, it is 3:30 in the morning  another night of no sleep   how long can I make it, I am so tired, but I can't sleep now,  but tomorrow I will want to sleep but I have to be awake for him, I need help but I have no one.  oh well

I have been married 30 years to a great woman. I have been faithful, honest, and hard working the entire time. Until a couple of years ago we had a great marriage in every way.

Now my wife is going through the change of life, and her sex drive had disappeared. Mine has not. I love her and will not cheat, but she is not willing to engage in any sort of sex.

I have never been a pervert or behaved in in appropriate ways. But I find myself more and more desperate for any kind of sexual excitement. I now watch internet porn. I have crude dreams and mindlessly stare at women on the street. I have recently developed such a strong desire to feel some connection with something feminine that it's all I can do to resist masturbating using a pair of her satin panties.

Is this how dirty old men are formed? Do honest, kind, trustworthy men become so desperate for sex that they become pantie perverts?

Please God let me die of a massive heart attack rather than become that kind of pig... still they would have her scent, and be so soft and smooth rubbing against my cock...

I miss our friendship :(

The economy is going to collapse.  Google 'peak oil' to find out why.  Nobody wants to listen, it drives me insane.  We're all fucked.

i wish i have at least one best friend to share my life with, for now, there are no good friends too have to aid me in my lonely life. Always over my instant messaging its either they never respond or that they are always busy because they have lives as well. Which makes me do something else that takes an hour for them to respond. Why can't i make one good friend!!!

I love the way your girl friend bites my lip. I loved the hott dry sex we had on the bed you sleep in everynight. She likes everything better, with me. She is going to be so much fun.

I wish i didn't feel so invisible!!

I wish instead of watching so much TV and judging the actor's ability, looks and fashion, we could all just read some books and understand how stupid we really are.

I'm not attracted to "conventionally sexy" people, and I think bikini models are gross-looking.

My school's PTA is beside themselves with anger. Someone planted things in the school garden plot! What was the unauthorized gardener thinking??  How dare this person plant things... in a garden... and label them... and water them... and weed... This is the attitude of the numbnuts in the PTA.

When getting ready for the return of school this week, someone in the PTA noticed the lush but highly illegal garden!  Phone calls aplenty today trying to identify the evil villain responsible for the unconscionable act!  The PTA didn't seem to see the pretty flowers and vegetables and giant pumpkins growing. What they saw was someone acted without the PTA's written permission!

Mindless idiots.

PS - Can you guess who planted the garden this summer?  I won't tell the PTA though because I like seeing them so upset - over zinnias, peas and pumpkins.

I once received an email from a chorale group I belong to.  They annoyed me all the time with the stupid things they would say in their emails.  They never took the time to think so the emails were awkwardly written and filled with misinformation.  I have a close friend in the group though.  She sees it the way I do.  So when I got this one particular email, I forwarded it to my friend, pointing out how stupid the person is who wrote the email and how no one else in that god-forsaken group had the brains to catch the errors.   Yep, I was as mean and rotten as could be.  Only problem, I thought I was forwarding the email to my friend, but in my rush to send it out, I goofed and hit "reply all".  For better or worse, that was the end of me being in that chorale group. Maybe it was for the best but I still feel like an idiot.

I love and miss you so much. you are still the first thing i think about in the morning and the last thing on my mind in the night. please call me or give me a sign.

A 7 year old boy spit on my young daughter at the playground. I was livid. I wanted to rush into the sandbox and beat the crap out of the kid. Like really pummel him.  I had to hold myself back. Then I looked towards the urchin's lackadaisical father, sitting off to the side reading the newspaper. I had this thought of following him home to see where the family lives, then going back there at night and gunning them down. But not before cutting off the father's dick and jamming it up his own ass. People, control your children.  You never know, I might be the person standing next to you at the playground.

T, i miss you so much. i won't say a word. you still know where to find me.

is it bad that i only like the ones that are awful for me?

I have a dentist appointment in 11 more days.  I am going to fret about it until then. I hate going to the dentist. I've read a few times where people have died in the dentist chair. It terrifies me.  Irrational yes, but try explaining that to the dead people.

I wish more than anything to be able to hate you. I just can't get you out of my head.

I cut my own hair today and even though I knew I shouldn't have I did it anyway. I've become relentless to so many things I told myself I wouldn't do years ago.

It feels good. I felt like I left a lot of things behind that I did wrong a few weeks ago.

It's amazing how bad computer documentation can be. The programmers who write this crap forget one little detail. The average reasonable person like me turns to the documentation exactly because I don't know the ins and outs of your API. So it's probably a bad idea as your opening paragraph, to tell me about how the GET_KEY_WORD call has been decommissioned in lieu of the GET_SECURITY_KEY.  'Cause you see how that works - you haven't told me what any of those things are yet.  See?  You get that point?  I'm starting at the first paragraph - where else.  That would be a bad place to put such kinds of minute details.

I see why the world makes such fun of geeky programmers.  You bring shame on the rest of us.

The best part is the pictures are from you trying to make me jealous but they aren't very flattering at all.

Wow! You used to be hot. Now that I've kicked you out for being violent and a thief, not only are you getting fatter, you're getting ugly. Once again, karma, and I love it.

I met a girl... I grew up middle class she grew up poor. We fell on love got married kids, the whole deal. I love my wife, but we have allowed her family to drag us down. Now instead of being comfortable we struggle because we helped them before we helped ourselves. I always thought I would elevate her, but she has allwoed her family to drag us down... And I am ANGRY about it. But...at who? Me for allowing it or at her for not putting us first? I just don't know.

When I saw you tonight....my God! You're everything I thought I'd ever want in a woman. Everything. Beautiful, absolutely gorgeous, killer body, everything.
After speaking with you for 90 seconds I realized....your nothing but a good looking self centered cunt.
Goodbye.

i feel that tomorrow may be a good day. i get to see her. (just hope someone doesnt come and ruin it.) we really need to talk. just you and me. i miss you millions. i want things to just go back a few weeks. to when we talked a lot more often. about lots of different things. you are... well... iloveyou. i need one of those amazing hugs.

every time i look at you i feel this intense urge to have you skull fuck me while i sing television theme music to you. in my kitchen.

Im still in love with my ex. even though he never calls me back, he treats me like a fling everytime i see him, and the sad thing is, i let him
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soooo glad i didn't move in with her, and glad i told her i'd never get married.  just waiting for her to leave town.  she's stalling, but has to be gone soon.

I'm in love for the first time. I was always afraid it would never happen. Now every new part of being in love: the missing him, the smiling every time I think about him, the feeling like I can tell him ANYTHING.... it's all new. I love these new feelings. Even the hurting feels good. Feels human.

Even better? We're going to get married and have children. I think he wants that even more than I do right now. I always knew I would have children, that wasn't a question. I'm desperately happy I know someone will be there with me.

I am a 39 year old man, and I have no problem using my daughters Strawberry Shortcake towel.  Its so nice and comfortable...what is life without comfortability.

for the first time in my life i feel like im doing something right. I feel like im following the right path. Working towards goals and actually accomplishing. I have you to thank for that. You give me the motivation to live big. Just by loving me for who i am. Thank you anw. I love you.

there is just too much chemistry between us.  we are like a fucking ticking bomb.  that is why we cannot hang out.  you are dating her, going to marry her.  why do we do this to ourselves.  I hope you are happy with her, but deep down i know that you aren't.  your making your choice.  but know that i am here no matter what.  

sometimes the person that you want to be with, the one that you think is the one, wants/ thinks that someone else is their one person

My handyman is trying to find a way to tell me he loves me.
I am not making it easy on him because no lover could ever mean as much to me as he does as a handyman!

I came across a saved voice mail message that I had kept from my mom. She died recently.  Hearing her voice gave me comfort for a moment and then made me cry.  I miss her so much.

Going to church does not make you a good person.  It is how you live your life and behave outside of church that defines you as a person.

It's so difficult for me this weekend to decide whom to screw.  I owe it to my regular who has been wanting it so badly since I had to cancel last weekend.  So I think I'll screw him.  After all, I have a five day weekend coming up next week, so I can screw all of my men.  I can't wait to do Jeff.  He's my new guy.  I haven't done him yet and I want it to be really special.  I think next week will be best for him.  I can take it slow and do him all night.  Imagine me having all these choices! Shit, I deserve it!  I must remember to stock up on Levitra this week.  I am going to need it.  Look out boys, here I cum!

I just want to love and be loved in return. It makes me such a better person.

From my unscientific sampling of the population, I think redheads have larger labia.

If I owned a gun I would absolutly end it. Not out of depression or sadness. Out of bordem. I just don't care.

What really bothers me is when you fall in love with somebody that has 101 bad traits and you see through all of them due to a steady underdstanding and patience. Only to have them judge you so completly that it crushes your entire self esteem.

I can't stand talking to mothers on the phone who constantly let their children interrupt. Teach your children some manners. Or have the courtesy to go in another room and lock the door so they can't interrupt. Why should I have to wait over and over while you answer questions about Sponge Bob.

I think I may still love you. You creep into my mind and I start thinking about how things would be so different... I think of how nice it would be even now to put things on pause with my life right now, run to you, and spend 2 days being together. I don't and can't see myself with you long term. You're too immature and an alcoholic. You have lots of problems and I couldn't handle them.

Just two days would be enough.

I'm really annoyed by all this talk about "remembering Katrina". I know it sucked and I know it was terrible but Jesus Christ shut the FUCK up. I don't care where you were or who you were with or how late you decide to leave.

I live in New Orleans. I moved here a year ago. Its not that I don't care about my city. It's not that I don't care for my friends here. I just don't like hearing about something that happened when I wasn't here. I don't like hearing about what my significant other was doing with whatever slut he was with during that time. This has nothing to do with New Orleans or what it meant for the people here. I don't want to hear about what kind of person he was back then.

He's different and you're still a dirty whore.

In 1978 when I was 17, i killed a squirrel with my car. It was about 5:30 am and the sun was in my eyes and I didn't see it until the last secind. I still fell bad about it.

I can't date you because we are at different economic levels. I did enjoy our fuck and I will leave it at that.

Punch.

What?!!!

Hmmm, next time you going to give me a noogie on the head?

I don't know man.  Either you're trying to sign-seal-deliver some overtly platonic messages or you think I'm as queer as a $3 bill.  Either way, whatever.

I still think you're the shit squared, but now our interaction is beyond weird.  Not to mention, I'm all bent out of shape about what's going on in my personal life at the moment.  I think that carried over into the other night.  Additionally, I'm bent out of shape over what's going on with what's going on, if you're picking up what I'm throwing down here... ?

Anyway, here goes.  

I dig you.  I prolly always will.  That's my cross to bear.  It's cool.  You rock, I don't see that changing in the immediate future.

In the meantime, and in between time, do me a favor and never playfully punch me again.  I'm not gay.  I swear.  So just take that mental note, okay?

Meanwhile, I'm going to try to not constantly overly laugh at every little "funny" that you make.  It's way obvious that I laugh just a little too hard.

What can a girl say?  Men become just that much more attractive when they got ya laughin'.  It's just that simple for this girl.

So, here's another tip.  Stop being funny.  At least around me.  Be a serious Dillhole.  

That would be fan-fucking-tastic.  I guess, for that matter, keep punching me in the arm.  

Don't ever try to give me a wedgie though.  I'll have your ass screaming "Mercy" in a New York minute.

So anyways, the most important point I'm trying to make, in summation - STOP BEING SO DAMN FUNNY.  Just stop.

Then you'll go off my radar completely.  My radar is wired the way it's wired, because it's who I am.  So, the obvious problem-solver in this whole situation for me, is if you could stop cracking the jokes, making the witty quips and just being who you are all around.  That would be super.

Great.  Thanks for your immediate attention to this matter.

FYI, I'm actively seeking out anyone with a penis who's available with your sense of humor and your maturity level.

The guy just doesn't seem to exist.  I must try harder.

I'm scared I'm going to slip and fall back into a relationship with you. I'm afraid you'll hurt me again.
BUT I'm more afraid of this empty feeling I feel all the time. I'd rather risk you fucking me over again then risk that this feeling might never go away.

Here I am,....obsessing over a life that isn't mine. It's times like this I HATE the internet. When that face is shining brightly, splashed across the page with her wonderfuckingful life and friends and business and hobbies. Blah blah blah, I want to delete my facebook account on account of her. Sick of seeing pictures of her at the lake, in a bikini, toned to no end, almost ill looking she's so thin...It makes me feel so fucking awful about my life and my little achievements. I'm starting to become more depressed than I knew I was capable.
Why do I hate my life!? Because I constantly compare it to someone elses? Why can't I see the beautiful things I've got (which I do) and move the fuck on!
I would think this was a phase, but this has been going on now for almost a year and a half.
Good god, someone help me, something help me.
I'm getting nowhere.
I need to be happy, for the sake of my own sanity and those around me. Im making my husband miserable with my constant need for recognition and stability.
I'd leave me at this point.
I'm sorry.
I'm having visions of hanging myself...but how would that make me better than her?

I have to stop this. I need to kill the hope. I have to stop hoping and have to start moving on.

I love you, but you're right. I love me more.

You'll have an email from me tonight and it's going to require no response.

The account it came from will no longer scalar.

I love both of you, I want both of you, I can't have both of you.

i had sex for the second time since we split. it sucked.

I seriously can't get anything right.

I often wonder if my relentless need to try again is perseverance, or masochism.

I hooked up with you three times, minus the sex and I know all you want is a fuck buddy but I'm a virgin, you're not, I'm a girl, you're a guy, of course you're comfortable with it & you keep asking me about it too.

I'm scared it'll hurt me but honestly, if we were 7 years older right now, I'd let you fuck the shit out of me, but then... I'd fall for you.

As much as I love school, I feel so stupid around some of the people I spend most of my time with. And it terrifies me.

I get it. You love me. What kind of reaction do you want from me??!!!

I MISS YOU. SO SO SO MUCH. :'(

When I left, I couldn't wait to come back. See everyone again. I couldn't wait to get out of there. I was going insane with the silence that haunted me day and night, especially when my surroundings were so loud. I missed my friends, my routine, just...my home.

They say home is where the heart is.

I think I left half my heart with you.

She can't know this, but I pray that what you said to me was a joke. A sick, twisted joke, that I couldn't even believe it. I thought you were happy with her, isn't this what you wanted? Don't break her heart, I love her to death.

I hate you, but I can't imagine life without you.

This better not me an attempt to make me jealous.

I just got some HORRIBLE news!
My estranged younger brother just got busted with 7 kilos of cocaine! My parents and I knew this day would come. His life is over!
7 KILOS!!! OMG!! Maybe, just maybe this is his wake up call!

The truth is... I've never asked him for anything. I would feel weird/awkward asking him for anything... I have so many inhibitions when he's around. He was sooooo judgemental of me at the beginning of our relationship and even up until now, and I don't think I'll ever get over it. I'll never be able to be 100% myself and comfortable around him because in the back of my mind, I know he's still judging me. :( I feel like I'm not good enough. I don't think he even realizes how deeply his criticisms affect me. He wanted me to be something I wasn't.  I makes me doubt us--like I'm not what he wants or what he was looking for, but he is settling for me because I'm convenient. Ughhh, why do I even try. I am only fooling myself by staying in this relationship. I wish I didn't care so much about what he thinks, because maybe then I would have the backbone to open my mouth and tell him exactly how I feel...!

One if these days, I will stop deluding myself into believing that maybe he is interested in me. I will stop pretending that I don't see the signs. Clearly he is ashamed of me, I'm just a well-kept secret in his life. I don't need to torture myself chasing after someone that does not want me, I can learn to be happy in other ways. Do you hear me, Jeryl?!?!
-Shanéy

You fingered me, not because I let you but because I wasn't strong enough from pulling your arm away after I kept trying.

I can't decide whether you want me as a friend or just someone to get horny with. Even though it felt "good" I don't want you to do it again. I could've titled what you did as molestation but I want you as a friend so I won't.

My boytoy didn't want to fuck around at all, he wanted to talk. TO TALK??? uhhohh...i see where this is going, too familiar. Why do they always fall? But not the ONE I want?? Life is fucked up sometimes.

Thanks for the phone sex.  My cock was HUGE when you were tellng me to cum on your face and tits.  I was squirting cum all over the place.  It just didn't stop.  I really needed that release.  You're awesome.

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Are you fucking kidding me?????  Last week the big story in the news was about salmonella in the eggs.  Now it is being reported that frozen fruit bars have typhoid fever!!!!!  What the hell is going on in this country?  We have become as bad a China when it comes to food safety.  You know, Bill Clinton saw a need and put in stricter regulations for the food industry.  GEORGE FUCKING BUSH THEN THREW THEM OUT.  Why would a President do away with laws that helped keep our food safe?  Doesn't that sound like something an enemy would do - not our own fucking president.  And I'm a god damned republican!!  I can only sit here and hope that the republicans who come up with these dumbass ideas - like decreasing the safety of out food -  happen to like frozen fruit bars.

My sister is 11 and she started therapy this week. We are not exactly sure what is wrong with her but she has mental breakdowns, has to have someone in the same room as her at all times, can not be home alone and randomly starts crying. I think its separation anxiety and that its my fault...

I am applying for colleges right now and all of them are out of state except Western. I am so excited to go to college and have been talking about it so much, that my sister is finally realizing that i will be leaving her.

I am scared. And I dont feel comfortable telling my friends, I am so private. I just want my little sister to be ok. I love her

I found my porn! Somehow the folder had become hidden...

I cannot WAIT to get off.

GOD I missed my pictures of your pussy.

I feel bad for getting a girl to cheat on her boyfriend with me. I won't do that again. I was so fucking dumb then.

me and my boyfriend have tried anal. it is the best and worst thing ever!

you ruined my only chance to be happy again. you raped me on the trip that was supposed to be the best time of my life. i hate you.
you have had control over my life. i have gotten depression, anxiety, panic attacks, i've been to the hospital twice for suicide attempts and i have an eating disorder. are you happy? is this what you wanted?

little do you know, a lawsuit is coming. muhuhaha, i will make you pay for your consequences.
i will get back my control one day.

There was no pretense that we were meeting for any other purpose. We wanted each other and that is why we were there. I hadn't seen him in a while, so his hug felt really good.

We moved