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I would like to confess I get very angry as soon as my girlfriend picks up her smartphone. This thing is her constant companion, she can't do anything without it. There's no minute she isn't texting, telephoning or something and almost every minte this stupid thing begins to ring or vibrate. We can't go out, watch a movie or talk to each other without this thing instantly ringing. I feel like I am unnecessary because she has all her friends and all information right in her pocket, why talk to me?
I am jealous and angry in the same time - I never wished to be in a triangle relationship with a mobile phone. Sometimes I imagine to take her phone and smash it and if she would as me why I did it I would knock her head against the wall to get some sense into her.
I even have some more violent thoughts about that and I really regret that.
#jealous #smartphone #phone #friends #anger #violent #relationshop
My little brother will start school in fall. I am angry with all my relatives and family and friends right now because everyone is telling him that he has to enjoy going to kindergarten because the fun will be over once he starts going to school.
What the fuck??? He is 5 years old! Come one guys!
#school #brother #angry #anger #relatives #family #kindergarten #fun
My story and confession is a long and sad one just to warn the reader.
My story begins with prom. I had never dated anyone before asking her to go to my senior prom (male 20 before you ask yourself) and she was a freshman. We danced and were friends before prom, but I took the leap of faith at the end of the night and kissed her. Which started a year long relationship where I absolutely fell in love with her. I would have died for her if I had to, gone through any hardship the world threw at us because I accepted her for who she was and loved her regardless. (Now for the sad part)
Even before the relationship started my life dream was to join the US military. I picked the Navy which she absolutely hated because I had to leave periodically for 4 years (was what my contract was) and left for BT on Feb 4, 2015. She demanded that I write her every day but basic only allowed Saturday's. Anyway, when I hit medical, MEPS never knew I had Aspherger's Syndrome (my recruiter never sent them the files of my diagnosis as a child) and I was sent home on fraudulent enlistment on Feb 27, 2015. (now resolved and cleared through court) When I came home, no one recognized me and my family had a hard time because I was sick, fatigued, depressed, and hallucinating mildly from sleep deprivation. I stood in front of my mom for 15 minutes before she knew it was me. I got a new phone and immediately texted her expecting comfort and compassion.... All I got was the longest, saddest text of my life. She broke up with me because I "didn't love her enough to stay home," essentially. So now completely heart broken, I turn to my friends for support and learning that within a month she had turned all but 3 of my friends against me. All of which now think I'm some kind of sexist asshole who doesn't support women going to college, that I burn down schools, and think I'm a babykiller. Month down the road, I've lost my mind to depression, loneliness, and on Easter day, I find she has done the same thing to my cousins because I caught the one I trust the most talking with her about how "fun it was to watch me in agony," that it was "hilarious to watch me burn and lose my sanity." With that I fucking lost it and walked 2 miles to the rails crying the whole way, begging god to make it stop.... I watched three trains go by.... And the only reason I'm still here to type this is a total stranger dialling 911 and getting the police to talk sense into me. I was hospitalized and told I had mild PTSD, and major depression. Hate was all that remained. To this day I still hate her, have a hard time trusting others, can't make friends, hate life, and have learned to live alone. Lastly the only reason I don't let the hate consume me is that what goes around... comes around.
Thank you for listening.
I want to die, at the minimum, now, at the maximum, at the age of 64, because my family always fight and make me realize that this shit-hole of an earth is eternally doomed to extinction. What's even worse is that I have Klein Levins Syndrome that pretty much means I will never be happy.
Sometimes when I masturbate I say the name of this guy who used to be my fuck-friend. I met him when he was 19 and he was so cute and innocent. The years went past and he was still cute but no longer innocent. I loved doing it with him! Our bodies fit together so well and it was so happy and joyful. He was a pre-med student and I got married and so we didn't see one another for a few years. Around the time that my husband and I split we started seeing each other again. He had totally morphed into pretty much an asshole- he was still living at home and was over whelmed with student loans and other debt. Sex with him wasn't so mind bending anymore, he had developed a bit of mean streak and took it out on younger women- girls really. Those were the only females that still thought he was hot shit, girls barely out of high school. We kept meeting up because we were both horny and liked fucking each other. The last time I saw him he looked tired and a little sad-still living at home. The last I heard he is married and living in a house he parents own. I still think about fucking him, his cock going in and out of me hard and fast. His fingers pinching my nipples while I was riding him and about to come. The way he smelled- always so clean and fresh. And then I want him so bad, I could cry.
I want to break this kids jaw at my school. His name is Liam. He’s a boy but he dresses like a slutty school girl. Knee high boots, short shorts, crop top, painted nails. Obviously he’s gay. But my issue is how sensitive he is. So many girls at my school protect him and call him a queen and all this bullshit. He loves the attention. But if a kid even looks at him wrong his whole group of friends record and call the kid out. But a boy dressing like a street hooker isn’t really an everyday thing so looking at you weird is just a given. But yesterday he tried to tell me I was a bad person if I didn’t date a trans person. His group of friends were about to start filming while this kid roasts me for having a preference. I told him I gave no fucks about cameras or being hated online and if he tried to shit talk me while filming I was going to beat the shit out of him. I really didn’t care about being in trouble as long as I’m slammed his head on the concrete I’m fine with that. So they didn’t record and he shut up. But if he snaps at me or I keep seeing him walk around like he owns the school and like he’s better than everyone because his pronouns are whatever then I’m going to beat the fuck out of him and that’s a fact. I’m just pissed that this is what happened in real life now.
Don’t be so happy, I don’t really forgive people, I just pretend like it’s ok and wait for my turn to destroy them.
okay so i hate my step dad so much because my brother is always crying and he hates crying and he always blames me for it and im like
WELL YOU SHOULD OF THOUGHT ABOUT HOW YOU HATED CRYING BEFORE YOU HAD CHILDREN DUMBASS
My bf loves me and is probably the nicest and sweetest one I’ll ever have but his actions don’t always show it. I always try to schedule hanging with friends when he’s working, but he doesn’t do the same for me. We have very opposite schedules so we don’t get a lot of time together. There’s other stuff but sometimes I get so frustrated. Like I just want to yell at him, and make him feel as shitty as he makes me feel. Shouldn’t he WANT to hang out with me? He also never wants sex or to do anything fun. His work makes him tired and cranky. Sometimes I just want to find someone new with a higher sex drive and a better love for adventure.
I'm angry all the time over how arrogant and stupid my mother is. I just want to punch her in the throat. My mother blames everyone else for all her problems. She’s the one that ignores ever single warning about her fantastic life choices or who to trust. Then when things go south it’s OBVIOUSLY not her fault. Like my cousin, who is a notorious con artist AND has scammed her out of money in the past. She ignored every red flag and decided to buy a car from him. A car that she hadn’t even looked at before buying.That he insisted be paid in cash. It’s been 2 years and she hasn’t seen that car that supposedly exists. Yes, my cousin is an ass hat. However if my mother even listened to other people for once in her life she might see that she’s partially to blame. Maybe she might even make better choices in life if she paid attention to other people’s opinions and beliefs instead of living in her own world of denial and aggressive narcissism. But until that day comes, which it wont, it’s everyone else’s fault.
#family #familyissues #narcissism #stupidpeople #cantacceptblame #neverwrong #anger #punchingpeople
So my girlfriend and I had a long fight last night... I would go into details but I don't have the energy to type... Right now though... She's been talking too much about hurting herself... She's had a history and I've made he promise not to do that so she hasn't yet... But she keeps talking about it... I wanna hurt myself and show her how much it'll hurt me of she hurts herself... But if I do that I'll be hurting her myself... What do I do
I am a very bad girlfriend and very selfish. I have the best boyfriend in the world and I love him so much, but unfortunately we are not able to see each other as often as I would like. We live in different cities and because of our working schedules we often see each other only every two weeks on the weekend. My birthday is coming up in 3 days and I was soo looking forward to it because we had planned all kind of awesome things together...
But he texted me this morning at like 5am and told me that he couldn't make it tomorrow and that he could not be there for my birthday because he's in the hospital... Appendicitis... His surgery is scheduled for tomorrow.
Of course, I was totally shocked when I read that! But I have to confess that I am very disappointed because I was soo looking forward to the weekend and my birthday. We made so many plans and now they all fall flat...
I know, I should be worried because he's in the hospital and all... That is why I need to ask for forgiveness. I am a terrible person.
#foregiveness #terrible #girlfriend #hospital #anger #disappointed
I have always wanted to be an exhibitionist. Its been difficult because I have always lived in a small town where everyone knows everyone. After I got married, my husband got a new job in a city about 6 hours away. We don't know anyone here and its sooo much fun because I can wear as little as I like when i go shopping. I even wear a bikini when I mow the grass. My husband loves me dressing so revealingly and when we go to the store together. he will act as if he doesn't know me so he can watch the guys watch and follow me.
I often pretend to trip or to fall down because I crave for closeness to others. And if someone helps me, I feel very good. I used to look out for women but today I don't care as long as someone touches me.
I do have friends but I like the physical contact with strangers. And please don't get me wrong, I just "like" it, it doesn't make me horny or something.
I want to fight my dad and win so that I can embarrass him in front of the rest of my family and expose him for the little bitch that he is.
I was out to dinner with my family and was really ticked by how long we had to wait to just get out menus. I ended up directing my anger by looking at all the peoples' reflections in the window and imagining myself ripping out their throats with my teeth.
My mom got anger with me for not bringing my swimsuit and made me go skinny dipping. I spent the rest of the afternoon naked in front of all the other kids. I was 10.
I got angry. Not in the sense of intentionally harming others. But i was fighting for my life. I fought a disease that is horrible. I refused to go down. But the people around me suffered watching me.
I failed to realize my love was suffering from health concerns as well. I resented people trying to take advantage of us or harm my children.
I almost had a second chance. So close. Then it was back to fighting for my life. Ive done it for so long it is my life. Will be my life. Theres no coming back. No recovering. Only fighting to live. I have to accept there is no saving me. No one i can depend on. No doctor to solve it. No magical cures. I have to go back to where i was before i had false hope. Believe only in me. Do it my way. Live so as to serve those i love.
So i need to tie up loose ends, and move on.
I was 20 years old and like most young men oversexed. On a trip between two cities in Texas, I was horny and rubbing the bulge in my jeans. It had gotten dark and I pulled off at a rest stop that was notorious (it had made the local news) for cruising gays. A guy in his forties was standing at the next urinal and trying to strike up a conversation with me. Went back to my car and waited. Sure enough he came out and asked me for a light and then if he could sit with me. His conversation got more suggestive and I admit I knew where he was headed. Never having had a gay encounter, I let him guide me along. He rubbed me through my jeans and asked me to hold his manhood. It wasn't long before we were in each other's mouths. I definitely got the better of the exchange. He was skilled and I wasn't. Truth is he didn't finish because he was racking up numbers and saved himself for the last BJ of the night. Never saw him again and I confess I never felt any guilt over meaningless, unprotected gay sex.
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