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I caused a car crash the other day. I do not know how it happened exactly, but I was texting and driving (yes, I know.. blabla bad thing)... and I wasn't looking on the road only for a few short seconds and the next thing I know is that my phone screen is broken and it does not work anymore and that my head hurts.
Apparently I drove straight into the oncoming traffic. My car is fine, only a few small scratches, but the other car is almost a complete write off. Thank god it was not mine.
But now my phone is broken and I cannot afford a new one. FML
I knew this guy through social media a long time ago and we had feelings for each other (or at least I had). But we were in different cities (of a same country), so the distance stopped me from confessing and obviously the "thing" ended. But since then, I just can't let him go, can't let him out of my mind. There was a short time when I was extremely busy so I kind of forgot about him, and I thought it was really over. But then before I knew, I started scrolling through his account again, and again. Now I know things he posted, know about his life and his love life, his career (just through what he posts). All I want is to meet him once in person, sit down and talk like we used to chat back in the days, maybe he's changed, maybe he's a totally different person in real life, but I can't help this feeling of seeing him, knowing him and going out together. But it would be weird to meet someone you haven't talked in years (or maybe he doesn't even remember who am I), plus he's currently in a relationship. I'm like somehow haunted by him (??) I just want to write it all down, and maybe someday I can finally talk to him in person, in his city, wander around as if we had nothing else to do.
Im gay, I think me and this guy are in love with each other and I don’t know what to do and I’m not sure
#gay #pride #love #confession #secret
So I am obsessed with a boss I had 4 years ago. I think I met him online before that, I blocked him because I didn't have the confidence to date him. I fantasize about having sex with him, him cumming down my throat, eating out his ass. I think about him everyday, I think abt him to cum, and I think abt having sex with him to fall asleep at night. I dont know why. I never knew his true personality, and he and I were nothing but polite. And from what I see he, he has his own life and I'll never fit. I am too old to start over, never had a chance. But I cant let him go. I am so upset with myself. Can't find answers in my own head. Im starting to freak out.
I like this girl at my college. She’s really nice, but I won’t lie it’s her boobs that have me so obsessed with her. They are huge. I can’t even guess what size they are. Definitely bigger than DD. They’re distractingly big. We have gotten friendly. I follow her Instagram. And like any guy would do I was up one night and I wanted to jerk off to her pictures. But her Instagram only has old pictures of her. She’s probably 15 in them, the issue is those pictures her boobs are still big and she’s wearing bikinis in them. I tried to just not do it but I had to. I jerked to them. And I don’t really feel guilty because it’s just a photo, and I imagined she was the age she is now. I want her so bad. But I can’t imagine how many guys are thirsty in her messages because of how big her tits are.
I told one of my friends that I was depressed when I was 11 because my mum and dad had a divorce. Except they didn’t and they’re happily married. It’s been on my mind a lot and honestly it really bugs me. I don’t want to tell her because we’re really close and I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I told her my sister didn’t know so don’t ask her but I’m scared she’s gonna bring it up in conversation.😬 what should I do
I have a crush on my friend who is a girl (I'm a girl as well.) She has came out to me and said that she is bisexual and I said I am too. I've always liked guys and I think I like girls but I don't know? It's very complicated. We've playfully kissed each other on the cheeks and I don't know what to do. I want to tell her I like her but I think it'll ruin our friendship...
An old granny with two full bags of stuff asked me if I could help her across the street.
I snubbed at her and told her that there's a crosswalk about 100 meters on the left.
Those old people think just because they are old, they ask for what they want.
I met who for this confession I will call "Pamela" 8 years ago after our favorite team won the superbowl. We were both browsing myyearbook which was the hottest rage at the time.
Innocent chats turned into light flirts, teases and sexy niblets that I thought were just two married people's way to pass the boredom because neither us were getting the attention at home.
As time progressed, "Pamela" was all that I was thinking about. One day in particular I logged into yahoo messenger. She was waiting for me as always. She asked me how I was and I replied "I'm a little scared right now". I then totally spilled the beans that I was totally in love with her! A few quiet seconds from her seemed like hours because she was trying to compose herself. She then replied that she felt the same way.
A key element to the story is that we are not kids. At the time I was 43 and she was 50. But our soon to follow bi-weekly meetings made us act like two hot teenagers making out in the car.
She is upper middle class with cocktail parties, executive meetings and clientele that makes your elbow rubbing the envy of the city.
Me? Upscale trailer park, not trashy, neat manacured lawns, flowers and birdbaths, well you get the picture. I am not able to work because of severe injuries trying to make it to the NFL.
Here is where the story gets interesting. One particular weekend, my wife was going on a trip with college girlfriends. So "Pamela" invited me to dinner with her and her husband.
It was decided that they would pick me up for the drive into the city. Every second that we could be together was key at this point. Secretly holding hands in the dark had an exciting tingle in the dark car.
There is a LOT more detail that I could say about that night, but I will save that for another story.
Weekends that followed, turned into double dates, double dates turned into invitations to those exclusive dinner parties and I turn into "little brother"to keep the facade.
So many details are left out because they are stories in themselves, so for future reference look for the tag "little brother".
i am (male) a discreet bi. none of my friends or family know. i bottom for older men, i love being used by older men, showing off my bum and body. regularly meet strangers/older men for sex, whether it be at there house, in there car or in public places. find the age gap a huge turn on and constantly crave.
I did something so dumb but wanted to do this for helping poor kids out there. and I over spent $1,000 plus and want to spend other $700 on xmas secret santa gifts for kids for salvos because they don't have enough and I am on a disability pension and I feel so stupid I did this but I want to. I do care. I wish someone could help me raise some money to help fund my idea. Its not for me but for the kids out there. I just want to let them know someone cares. if you start a go fund me on chemist page I would appreciate it. I am doing products kids can use like shampoos, hand wipes, body sprays and lip balms, toothpaste and toothbrushes etc.
am I a loser dickhead or what? !
fuck xmas and being poor I am sick of it. I poor but I want to help. so go figure it out.
#with #scratches #of #rash #and #infection #i #want #to #still #help #others
I am a person who can easily memorize all kind of stuff. But not important stuff, only stuff no one needs. For example birthdays of celebrities and embarrassing things of other people. When I meet people I often pretend not to know something about them they told me ages ago because I don't want to be called a creep.
Back to my story with the dentist.
I went back to see him again today.
He looked in my mouth, he told me that I can't come here anymore. I have to see a specialist now because he doesn't know what causes the tooth pain.
I am so dissapointed, how should I be around him now?!
So I am 30. I've always been on the heavy side. And at age 17 realized that not only have I been fat, but according to my past girlfriends, I'm also below average in the pants.
I was given a medication to help me lose weight and it works, but it has some side effects.
Its a blood constrictor meaning its constricts the vessels of my genitalia. In essence shrinking them.
I went from 1.5 inches soft and 3.5/4 erect. Down to retracted soft and 1.9/2.5 erect. Also I was thin but now it's ridiculous like a dry erase marker only shorter.
At first I thought it was in my head. But I got drunk and told my cool aunt. I had to tell Someone...
She had seen my dick before by accident and had made a size comment
So...she laughed it off and said jokingly it Can't get any smaller.
Ten minutes later I strip down to nothing and toss my bottoms on the roof(I'm very drunk at the time)
I basically showed my aunt. Her mom. My cousin my shrunken genitals. I had an erection to show I still have a penis.
They confirmed it. It wasnt in my head. The obesity definitely helped it look smaller but I really was smaller.
After lots of laughs and having to wear my aunt's yoga pants(only thing that fit.) I talked her into letting me stay naked. My pants and hers was uncomfortable.
My doctor said the effects are permanent with long term use. So it's either stay fat or risk permanent micropeen.
Btw. They did take pics. Now every one in my fam knows.
I'm male, 21 and I'm in love with one friend of mine but she says that she doesn't trust me because when she was 8, she was molested by a friend of her family and she never trusted anyone..
So I started to date a girl, to try to make her jealous... But she has a boyfriend and I have a crush on her.
#crush #love #confession #secret
everyone is saying it "queen elizabath ii has lost her marbles and brain" by the way she is milking the meghan cow for all she can and giving that thing platitudes she does not deserve. why ? people are saying that too? why? is the queen crazy??
is queen elizabeth mentally ill?? who ever allowed meghan in there has to be mentally ill. That is no royalty. Do you really expect classier smarter and elegant women who don't do tv trash shows to admire and genuflect or whatever you call it, and bow and scrape to a slut? to her as if she were the virgin mary , really? when she is hopeless.
who is a honey pot making her put her there? everyone knows she will kill the uk royal family and that is why she is there ! she has to go!
maybe its time for old liz to go too and a new stablity and that won't come from charles or william or harry.
people on tv say harry could become king, but he would have to kill william and all his children first. if william dies it would bounce down to his oldest son, not over to harry. I mean it would take a network and a bit of time to get something deep on them all, and meghan will come down first there.
I am a bartender at one of the nicer bars in town. One of my regulars is a guy I've known since high school. He's 2 years older than me and his brother is 2 years younger than me so I've known him for a long time. Over the past couple years, we've struck up a nice friendship while he's spent lots of time and money in the bar. I watched last year as he went through his divorce and even gave him a ride home once or twice when we couldn't let him drive himself. I began to catch feelings for him as he's everything I want in a guy. He's smart, tall, wealthy (very), successful, confident and he's really kind. As he recovered from his divorce, he became even more attractive to me and I thought he was noticing me differently too. I became a little more forward, more direct with my flirting and even went as far as to tell him to stay until close one night so we could have a drink together. He did and by the end of that night, I was practically in love.
After that night, I thought we were set. Then, two days later, when he came back in, he sat down and made sure to save the seat next to him. I said, "are you meeting someone here?" He said, "Yeah, actually, you might know her. Do you remember Maria?" I said, "Yeah, I thought she lived in the city?" He said, "She does, she's in town for the rest of the week so she reached out and told me to meet her for a drink." I guess I was kind of cold towards them because the next day he came in and asked if everything was alright. He said I "seemed off" the night before. I wanted to slap him but I knew I'd never have any chance with him ever again. I apologized and have tried staying positive.
It's so tough. I want to tell him how I feel but I'm worried he doesn't feel the same way and will stop coming in as a result.
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