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My ‘friend’ and I have known each other since first grade. Every time she is in doubt or bored she comes to me. I feel like her court jester or her shrink. She knows I’d never say anything about it or her to anyone. I’d never breach her trust. I hate her sometimes because she knows that.
I don’t want to be used but I don’t want to lose my only friend either.
I am in the process of making new friends but I feel used, abused and most importantly betrayed. I don’t know what should I do about the matter.
She now has a boy in her life. I hate him cause he is trying to distance us future but I like that he maybe the one to give me a clean break.
No I am not sexually attracted to him, I think he is vile, manipulative and disturbing, but most importantly he reminds me of my mother. A sociopath.
Should I leave or should I stay?
I have known this guy for about 3-4 years and we've grown very fond of each other. However, he lives in another town, about 200km from mine. Even though he sees me completely as a friend, I have managed to develop strong emotions towards him. I try to forget about it, but it pops up all over again every time we chat. Its' horrible.
Just started an affair with a woman who has a history of homewrecking.
The other day my wife's friend and i were talking one minute, then the next minute i was fucking her in the kitchen while my wife was out shopping. I decided to have a shower so my wife wouldn't notice, the friend decided to come in to the bathroom and we fucked again, it was chaos getting her out of the house before my wife came home. She wants more and so do i but i know i need to stop it before it goes any further.
This woman has a history of homewrecking too which scares me, but I am so drawn to her.
My wife is smart, she will figure it out quickly if it keeps happening plus i think i may just be the latest in this womans homewrecking career.
It does scare me, moth to the flame i guess. But if i nip it in the bud will i evoke some sort of woman scorned type retaliation?
I use to stay home from school fake sick in 6th and 7th grade and I would jack my dick in the window when people be stuck by train.
I always thought women are the one thing I find most fascinating in life - until I met him. He is 22 years old and he taught me how nice love between men can be. He showed me love and the most beautiful things in life.
I will never let another woman break my heart. We men do not need you! And this realization is the best thing that ever happened to me.
My girlfriend went to the hairdresser's and got this awful hairstyle like really short. They are at shoulder length now and she had those beautiful long long hair before that and I liked to pull them while we had sex. Now I cant do that anymore.
And she looks so different and I am not so sure that I find her attractive right now. We are invited to a birthday party tonight and I really do not want to bring her. Is that rude? It's the first time that she's meeting some of my friends and I wanted her to make a good first impression. Maybe I am overreacting but I dont know what to do. She cut it and what's done is done. But I guess I have to get drunk tonight to get through it...
So I... had an affair with this guy some three years ago. Ugly as fuck, to be honest. Ok I mean, just really unattractive. Our relationship was essentially based on weed. Not that I didn't buy my own. But I would always use with him, just to have someone to smoke with, since I get really anxious when I do. I would smoke loads back then. Then I stopped buying it. 'cause I wanted to stop. But I kept visiting this man's house. We wouldn't have sex anymore, I was having sex with another guy, a friend of his actually. This other guy was kind of nice and really cares about me but I cut him out of my life 'cause he won't have sex with me anymore 'cause he thinks I'm desperate. Which I kind of am. My life is so dull 'cause I have no plans, no projects, no motivation. Aside from weed, I smoke cigarettes and drink, I don't drink too much but yeah, I'm kind of the addictive type you know. Most of all I was addicted, I still am, to these two men. And I'm also anorexic/bulimic, not too thin lately, and I've managed to stop the binging and purging, I'm making progress you know, but still no future, no education... I used to be in university. I was studying philosophy. I was the brightest student in my year, but I was always on drugs and when I started sleeping with these guys I pretty much gave up on everything else. I tried to launch a music career, so to speak. I mean, as I was hurting like a goddamn dog I started composing sad tunes on my guitar. I've been in therapy all my teen and adult life, I'm 23, it's been more than ten years, with different therapists. Maybe I'm gay, maybe I'm bisexual, maybe I'm a random nymphomaniac, narcissistic, shizotypical, borderline fucked up mess with daddy issues and a self-centred attitude and paranoia and bipolar depression and no friends, virtually zero people I trust. I have no idea what I am, it's not like I've been abused and furthermore I got tested and they say I have nothing, I'm just kind of above average intelligence-wise and particularly sensitive, that's what they say. I taught myself how to play piano in ten days and I can do some pretty impressive stuff and bla bla bla yeah I'm showing off. But really I'm just so sad. I dropped out of uni, anyhow. Oh, I said that already didn't I. And I masturbate almost daily but with a sense of disgust even. I don't enjoy any kind of porn anymore, and I don't even enjoy actual sex, I mean, I had a couple of really good fucks with these two guys but yeah who cares. And what kills me is I've been so in love with the second guy but I fucked up because I'm fucked up and now he's gone but it's been three years and I was his first girl so it was bound to happen wasn't it. Why shouldn't he want to be with someone normal who doesn't hit him when he doesn't want to have sex, someone who is not so whiny as I am, so bitter and self-centred and FUCK I wish I could turn back time or I just wish he could DIE sometimes I really do everything except move on with his life leaving me here in my ugly stinky rut. I'm so depressed I've gotten used to it but sometimes I get these glimpses of lucidity and they really hurt.
#life #sex #drugs #weed #future #depression #addiction #issues
When I reserved out of a parking space I accidentally drove into another car. There were a lot of witnesses, so I got out of my car, took a piece of paper and wrote something like "Sorry, I drove against your car. There are many people watching me, so I am writing this letter as an excuse. My bad, Jim!"
Actually, my name is Joe.
A nurse caught me jacking off in the hospital bed. She just smiled and I just wanted her to help me.
My boyfriend and I quite both smoking one year ago. We wanted to life a healthier life.
What he doesn't know is that I started smoking again about 2 months later, I even thought about starting to smoke pot again because it's just so relaxing and nice.
I Just seem to have the worst Social Issues ever no matter who tries to be my friend I end up hating their guts in the end. Maybe it has to do with trust issues that I just refuse to let go of, bad choices I made in my life, bad crowds I hung around with, but the problem is my friends say they really care about me yet I really hate them because they care about me. I know it sounds fucked up but it's just that I became friends with these guys over common interest, we used to text eachother every day and would do skype calls but then one day is when my metamorphosis began.
I grew jealous and angry after my friends started playing some stupid game and asked me to join I flat out refused despite them bugging me to play it with them, then I would ignore them when they would go to call me on skype, then they would ask why I wouldn't join them, I wouldn't answer, they were on facebook talking all the time and I refused to join them no matter how they kept bugging me to join even wanting me to play a game with them so I chose to avoid them.
Time after Time I began avoiding them whenever they wanted me to game with them, hang out, or to just talk, it later escalated with me yelling at them, getting angry at them, this one friend I have is a sweet kind hearted person and I treated him like shit, he wanted to talk with me and hang out but I just flat out treated him like shit, I would force them to remove me from tagged posts on facebook, in face i've even threatened them and called them a loser.
But where things really went downhill was when we made plans the whole weekednd to hangout and as usual I got cold feet and lied about not feeling good when in reality I wanted to but the thing is I was so pissed off at them and it was all because that retard had to go and make some tribute post with me in it, that really made my blood boil, it sickens me when they do these nice things for me, tagging me in stuff, making tribute posts, I swear I wish these fucking losers would all die in a car accident.
Then for some reason I joined but retard's pc crashed in the middle of the shitty game they ply and I was happy but then he's like "Dude you know what, it's obvious you hate us so we're not going to talk to you for a while." Ever since then we barely walk to each other anymore, I am starting to regret all of my actions, the way I treated my friends, getting angry at them for no reason, hating them, and wishing bodily harm on them, i'm such a disgusting person all I want is to make things right but sadly I feel like the damage has already been done.
I did however try to be a better friend and make up for my mistakes but sadly they began acting like assholes to me and made life hard for me. They would intentionally try to leave me out of shit on purpose and always had the "sorry we forgot about you" excuse or "We didn't have time." Bullshit then they always say it was a mistake or blame it on their computers why messages never got sent; seriously how many more fucking excuses are you going to give me. Not to mention his constant habit of breaking promises every single time he makes them; he promises to do something, he promises to hang out and guess what all he does is break promises and then when I asked what happened, he takes his fucking depression out on me for no reason and gets moody with me and then says "Life's not fair, woe is me, leave me alone." I didn't do a goddamn thing to you and you decide to take your problems out on me all because you want to act like a selfish spoiled little baby and have a woe is me attitude with me.
Then you apologize to me and say you wasn't feeling good, well guess what when I got mad at you, you decide you can't take it and then when I tell you about how much of an asshole you acted like, you get all defensive about it and have the nerve to think we should forget about it, how about you fucking take some ownership of your own problems and learn to control them and maybe we can move on but no and guess what they keep happening all the time.
Then when he blocked me after I tried to say hi and he gets all pissed off at me saying I was spamming him I decided I had enough and then after I told him how pissed off I was at him; he threatened to take legal action me claiming I was abusing him; are you out of your goddamn mind; number one you were the one who decided to take your bad day and depression out on me and I was sick of it and then you go and play victim saying I was abusing you.
You know what if that's how you are going to act then you know what you don't deserve any friends at all if you can't take any criticism and want to play victim and act like the world has something against you; you seriously need some goddamn counselling because you are obviously troubled and you take your troubles out on those who try to be good to you; you really need help, badly because you may end up taking it out on the wrong person and they would beat the shit out of you, and you really need your ass beat for how much of an asshole you've been acting, not to mention just a few days before, he gotten his videos he worked on taken down unfairly by youtube and when I showed my support to him, he embraced it, but then days later he would go and take his fucking mood swings out on me.
Worst of all, after we made up and he said he would start acting like a true friend again, he clearly couldn't keep his promise at all, as he would duck my messages on purpose, then say he is still upset over this long message I sent that I would never have said to him if he hadn't pissed me off that day. Oh my god, get the fuck over it already, Jesus Fucking Christ get this retard some help, not to mention I gave him a shoutout and he blatantly ignored me and when I told him about it he said I ruined his day; no dumbass you ruined my day all because I was trying to tell you to correct your mistake and what do you do, you get defensive and instead of correcting that mistake you instead act like an asshole.
Not to mention you promised to do something for my birthday and what did you do; not a goddamn thing, all you care more about is your audience on Youtube which is about 80 subscribers rather than tell your friend Happy Birthday and do something for them and be a good friend to them, but no you fucked that up, and why should I be friends with you anymore if you are going to ruin my birthday and break a promise; dude you really made me mad, so mad I really want to beat the fuck out of you, because there's only so much anyone can take. I remember one time you said you haven't acted like a good friend and acted like a dick and yet you continue to act like one and make me feel bad and make everything seem like my fault and the fact that he's to spineless to accept his own mistakes and correct them really makes me want to break his fucking neck.
then after we made up one last time, you promised to make a better effort and at first you made me believe you was going to change but nope you just can't and won't do it, you continue to duck my messages, show any support, get moody, defensive, caring more about your views on youtube then your friends, called me a sore loser when we gamed and then worst blocked me all because you think I get mad at you all the time, no dipshit I wouldn't get so mad at you all the time if you stopped taking your depression and mood swings out on me, kept your promises since you clearly can't keep one if it saved your life, owning up to your mistakes, and stop playing the victim all the time; you obviously have a problem with me and have had a problem with me and you are too much of a goddamn pussy to admit that you do; so you know what have a miserable life, you obviously don't want me in your's and I sure as hell no longer want you in mine and you know what since you think friends grow apart, then I hope you lose every single friend you have in your life because you have a problem with me and clearly don't want to be around me, and I hope somebody does the same to you like you've done to me, and don't you dare beg for my forgiveness because i've cut all ties with you, and lastly, I really do hope you fail at everything you do in your life because you never keep your promises, you get defensive over your own bullshit, you refuse to let go of shit and expect me to do the same when clearly you refuse to, you play victim all the time, you never compromise, you never show any commitment, you care more about your views on youtube than doing stuff with your friends, you never show your friends any support when they ask you for help, and anytime you say you'll change you never do so for those reasons I hope you fail in life and that karma will hit you and then make you see everything you have done wrong, so fuck you loser.
Masturbating at my cottage with computer on my lap. I thought I locked the door. Neighbor came in without knocking. Luckily my screen was hiding my erection. 2 steps either way and she would have seen everything. Exciting but scary.
I have a scarf and blanket fetish! Absolutely love seeing a woman wearing a thick soft chunky scarf or lieing under a fuzzy blanket. Love imagining and experiencing the soft feel of the fabric on my skin and quite frankly it turns me on!
It has turned into a obession as well. I have bought a lot of scarves and blankets over the years, like a lot a lot! All different sizes and materials, the bigger the better. Always looking for a new piece, one that I dont have yet. Fantasizing about the feel and the softness of the fabric.
Blanket scarves are just the best thing ever, big soft warm and comfy! It does suck that females have it easy when it comes to this, they have so much choice... While the male equivalent is just blegh.. limited. Even started to buy 'female' scarves, but mostly gray and black ones. I have about 30 scarves now and sometimes I feel embaressed wearing them in public, like it is not the most manly thing to wear... Atleast that it what the voice in my head keeps saying. What can I say? I just love the comfy feeling a big soft scarf gives, so shut up voice! Gosh, winter cant come fast enough!
Same for blankets! There is nothing more relaxing than sitting on the couch all bundled up in blankets, nice and warm. My girlfriend loves it too. Hell we have over 10 thick soft blankets in the house, with more to come I reckon. All different fabrics, but all are comfy and soft.
Scarves and blankets! I love them :)
My brother molests me every other day and I can't do anything about it.
I got drunk and cheated on my husband with my husband. We live in the town where I went to college. My husband and I went to my 10th reunion last summer, and had a blast. About an hour before we were going to call it a day and go home, we ran into Bill, the guy I dated in college, who I hadn't seen since we broke up in junior year. He looked great, was lots of fun and hit it off with my husband. We had several drinks and I realized I was still very attracted to him, and he seemed to be hitting on me. When it was time to go home, he gave me a long and passionate good-bye kiss while my husband was getting the car. I got very aroused - and asked him where he was staying. Turns out he was actually flying out in a few hours, and our house was closer to the airport than the hotel he was staying at. When my husband pulled up I told him we needed to go by Bill's hotel so he could get his stuff and crash with us that night, and go to the airport from our place. My husband agreed, so that's what we did. When we got home, we had a few more drinks. Our house has three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom.
Our master bedroom is on the main floor, and we have the other two bedrooms on the second floor, one to the left at the top of the stairs and one to the right. My husband said he'd prepare the room at the top of the stairs for Bill and then meet me back in our room after I got some soap, shampoo and towels to leave in Bill's bedroom. It was late, and we were all very tipsy and tired. When I got the soap and supplies I found all the lights were off in the upstairs bedroom to the left, but I could see someone was in the bed. I quietly dropped the soap and towel in the bathroom, and as I left I stopped to get a glimpse of Bill sleeping. He was under a sheet with his back to me, so I decided to give him something to remember. I stripped naked, and leaned over and kissed the back of his neck. A powerful arm immediately pulled me into the bed and I discovered he was naked and we just went at it like bunnies in the dark. It was just like I remembered in college - great and passionate foreplay, then he went down on me and was attentive until I orgasm, at which I pulled him up on top of me so he could slide in and finish inside me. His penis was rock hard and felt wonderfully familiar, and I had a vaginal orgasm like I had not had since my honeymoon. He rolled over and promptly fell sound asleep, so laid next to him figuring in a few minutes I'd go down to my bedroom. I hoped my husband was already asleep because it'd be hard to explain why it took so long to take a towel upstairs. Unfortunately I felt so happy I fell sound asleep. I bolted awake when the morning light through the window shined on my face. I let out a little scream because I was mortified at what my husband would do now I was caught sleeping in the guest bedroom - I heard steps running toward the room I was calling out to see if everything was o.k. I also felt that powerful arm pull me back so my head hit the pillow and I was looking up into my husband's face. By now Bill was in the doorway, and smiled. He asked, "did you two spend the whole night up here? I heard you two going at it. My husband responded "sorry, after I came up and got your room on the right ready, I was too tired and drunk to go downstairs, so I just crashed here in the room to the left." I realized that when I had brought up the towel and found someone asleep in the room the the left, I assumed it was Bill since I though my husband was going back downstairs to meet me in our room. So my naughty "good-bye" fling in the dark with Bill was actually with my husband. But it was SO good, I'm relieved. I drove Bill to the airport and when I got home, I told my husband I wanted to sleep with him in the upstairs bedrooms more often!
#reunion #sex #collegeboyfriend #cheating #oral #orgasms #foreplay
I finally lost my virginity. I'm a guy at 17 years old, finally got enough guts to ask a girl at school who is knew this year to go out. We dated and on the second date asked if I'd play with her boobs while in the movie theater. I obliged and we fucked for the next 4 nights in the backseat of my car. I got enough money together and last night we went to a notel/motel. She stripped the moment I closed the door and pulled back the covers and laid down spreading her legs and rubbing her pussy. I stripped and when I got on the bed I asked if I could lick her and she said yes, so I went down to her pussy. I guess in the dark car I never saw it, but she has a tattoo above her pussy just at the top of the hair line; she has very thin pussy hair. The tattoo says CUM BUCKET in really big, gothic type letters.
I don't know what to do, or how to ask her about it. I just fucked her a couple of times, I did lick her to orgasm. She asked me to lick her after I was done, it tasted terrible, I don't like the smell and taste of my cum even though she swallows it. I did it twice anyway, but I still need to know about that tattoo. Was she that much of a whore? Why would someone get a tattoo like that, down there?
I am a woman in a relationship . I love my boyfriend so much and he does love me as well. He has a good white collar job but I work as an attendant in a cafe. I became friends with this guy who worked at the shop next to mine. He was funny, made me laugh and always joked about me leaving my boyfriend for him. I laught the topic off. Usually when we close the shop it's 12 am and no much people are around. One day things got a bit I tense and we had a quickie sex in my shop behind the counter table. It was awkward that we didn't even talk while leaving the food court. My boyfriend picked me up. He had no idea I just did it with another man. I was guilty . He touches me when we are in the car , but I cudnt let him because I was we down there with this other man's cum dripping out of my vagina. I felt so guilty buy the experience was so exciting. At the food court we still talk, it's awkward and we don't bring the topic and pretend nothing happened. However , I am not sure if I can resist myself doing it again if I get the chance to .
I was casually watching porn in my room when my phone connected to a bluetooth speaker and my whole house heard it
I have a bf and ive been with him for some time. I really do love him, but just recently I met some boy at my friends residence building and ive been dying to screw him. What do i do?
My Parents get jealous whenever I accomplish something great for myself. I am really good at my profession and have gotten big celebrities to like and comment on the work I do. I feel like all of this happening for me has caused my Parents to alienate me even more. Growing up they always try to tear my work down and never gave me a genuine compliment.
As for my older sister AKA “The Golden Child” she can accomplish mediocre things in her life and they’re more interested in that.
Overall these experiences have made me want to leave this house and never return.
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