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I cannot fucking wait to dump my Girlfriend. I'm so sick of this relationship. I go above and beyond not to fuck her. I hide in my office, fake bad moods, and I even faked sick. I tried dumping her but she always pleads to come back.
It's one of those situations where I like her family more then her. Especially her sister's. One lives around the corner from us, so I go over there most times to fuck her in her ass, and the other one well she lets me jerk my big dick in front of her.
She is a judgmental evil bitch, and not a lot of people like her and I can't wait until I make an exit from this shit storm. Anyway gotta go I'm getting my dick sucked right now by a hot middle-aged white neighbor
A few months ago I slept with my fiances cousin. We were just supposed to hang out as usual but I've been attracted to him since I met him so i had other plans. We went to a damn near where we live and just hung out and talked. We drank, smoked cigarettes, and even the weed he had. After several hours we drove around some and I brought up how I wasn't satisfied sexuality in my relationship. He said that wasn't fair and every girl deserves to be taken how she wants. After a while the conversation changed and we went back to his place. He turned on the TV and brough up the topic of porn and brought up his favorite website. And soon picked a video that involved both of our interests. After a couple minutes he said he was gonna have to turn it off because he was getting horny. I told him he could do whatever he wanted but I wasn't going to tell. He asked if I liked it and if I was sure it's what I wanted. And I said yes. He then told me I could finger myself if I wanted and I did. He pulled himself out and rubbed himself. Then he stood up and helped me off the couch. And then pushed me on my knees and fucked my mouth. He wouldn't let me use my hands and I just had to keep them on his sides as he grabbed my hair and shoved himself deep into my throat as I gagged. He slipped out and me licking and sucking his balls. Then he bent me over hands on couch and pulled my head up with my hair. And fucked my ass and pussy good and hard. Right before he finished he pushed me on my knees and shot his load all overy my face and hair. He feels guilty because he did it to get back at his cheating girl friend. I secretly want to do it again....
So I'm a 19 year old female, been together with my boyfriend for almost 6 months now. I'm completely happy with him, I love him and the sex is great, but there's this guy (he's in his early 30s) that I know for like 1 year now and I kinda wanted to hook up with him this whole time
Almost got the chance 7 months ago, but that didn't work the way both of us hoped it would.
Now I'm gonne see him in exactly 2 weeks, he has a hotel room for one night and I need a place to rest till next morning
And oh god I really think about just giving it a try, but I'm also afraid of cheating
Honestly don't know what I'm gonna do, but fuck I'm getting horny just thinking about that guy and him fucking me all night long
I found out my wife had been fucking many guys behind my back. I knew she was a whore, she'd fucked at least 60 guys if not a 100 before I even knew her. In fact when I was only 16 and she was 19 she was my first fuck. Her boyfriend was a friend of my older cousins and he used to put her out for gangbangs. One of my cousins told him I was a virgin and her BF let me come into the motel room where she was lying on the bed with cum all over her mouth, her small tits, and leaking out of her pussy. I found out later it was leaking out of her ass as well. I was the 11th guy to fuck her that night another 10 or more came after me. Though I was 11th, she'd taken from the previous 10 guys a total of 16 loads of cum all over her. I added one more in her pussy and lost my virginity.
After that her boyfriend would let me come around his place and fuck her 1 on 1 sometimes, that's how I got my first BJ and my first anal sex. Sometimes he'd invite me to her gangbangs as well. So I knew that when I married her she was a used up slut and I wanted that. She did anything I wanted sexually.
But to go behind my back and I found out she'd been doing it for several years with at least 8 guys.
So for revenge, I gave all the info to some guys, they had a total of 10 guys and they threw her in their van when she came out of her office into the garage. They took her to a vacant house and all 10 took turns buttfucking her and recording it all. I thought that was enough, but they brought in some homeless bums and made them pay her a quarter to fuck her well used pussy or mouth. They kept her clothes, and wrote how many times she'd been fucked on her, then pushed a needle into each nipple, not through like a piercing, but directly into the nipple at a straight angle, in about 2 inches. They left her phone and she called me. I picked her up and didn't take any clothes for her despite the fact she "ordered" me to.
She was angry that I had no clothes, and angry this had happened to her and I reminded her of how we met, she didn't even know my name and I was fucking her. Then I let her know of the 8 names I knew she'd been fucking and told her to keep it up, and reminded her what would happen to her if she did. I fucked her, then made her give me the coins the homeless guys gave her. There were 12 quarters. I took her home naked. When we got home I made her make us some food while naked and wouldn't let her clean or even wipe her leaking ass and pussy. Instead she sat on my lap with my cock up her butt and we ate while I watched the video with her. My last words to her (other than the two times more I came in her) were . . . "Always let me know when you're going to be a slut, if I agree there won't be a problem"
I learned that my wife had a threesome with her female co-worker and her husband, It happened when I was away on business in Europe
I discovered this when our email accounts merged accidentally when we got new phones,
When I checked a folder that was new to me. I started reading and at first couldn’t believe what I was actually reading and then I couldn’t stop until I got to the end .
The emails started a few months before it happened. The girls planned it with a lot of detail , including renting a beach house for the weekend
It was all there spelled out including conversations after the fact
How they both offered themselves to the husband, how they agreed to be his sex slaves for a weekend
It was like reading a sexy novel except it was my wife who was one of the main characters
I have not yet confronted her about this and the longer I think about it I am not sure I want to I find myself thinking about them all the time,
My wife has still not realized that I can see all her emails, Every now and then her co-worker sends her an email with a picture from that night, most are of both of them on their knees wearing leather collars , others of my wife being spanked or having sex.
In the emails they always ask if or when they can have another fun time.
My confession here is that I get aroused thinking about them and secretly want her to agree to do it again.
Am I crazy
Confused husband
I am a 42 year old guy happily married to a woman my age, a tall redhead who is in excellent shape and as goodlooking as she was when we started dating 20 years ago. We still have a good sex life, though it’s not frequent. We still mix up the routine a bit, and she still gives me head, and very well too. No matter what we do, though, one thing always happens: I go down on her. In 20 years, time and again, I haven't fooled around with her without licking her to orgasm. She absolutely loves it, and so do I.
All this is set up for something weird that happened about three years ago. My wife teaches at a college and at the end of the semester she went out with some colleagues for dinner then a bar. In the past she’s often gotten quite drunk at these events and gets home late. This particular time, she promised me she’d be back early because we wanted to fuck. It’d been a while. So once the kids were asleep I surfed some porn to get myself nicely primed, and waited. At about 11 she called to say she was going with a few people to smoke a joint in a park, then she’d come home. She happened to mention one colleague, let's call him Will, was going too. He was a colleague she talked about quite a bit, enough for me to think she had a crush on him, but not enough for me to be worried. I could hear people laughing and having fun in the background. I waited more and started getting worried at about 12:30. Finally, I heard the key in the door. It was past 1, but I wasn’t tired at all. I was raring to go. When she came in to the room she apologized for being late and said that they’d all had to go back to Will’s house to get the joint before going to the park. She undressed and we started making out and I rubbed her pussy. It was immediately pretty intense. Once she was about to come I shimmied down the bed to eat her out, but she kept pushing me away and said she didn’t want me to do that and she just wanted to fuck. That was strange. I told her I wanted to, and she said she didn’t want to again. I asked her why and she said nothing, and I said “just for a bit, okay?” She clearly wanted me to lick her, but something was preventing her from giving me the go ahead. Finally she said okay and I went at it.
It was only when I started licking her slit that I wondered if the reason she'd tried to stop me was that she’d fucked someone else earlier in the night and felt bad having my mouth where someone else’s cock had been. It wasn’t just the weird way she was acting or the fact that she’d tried to discourage me from giving her head (again, it had never happened before, and hasn’t happened since). It was also that her pussy was extra wet and tasted very different, quite a bit more salty and gamey. Whatever the reason it wasn't gross at all, in fact it was an incredible turn on. After she came, which was pretty soon, I crawled up onto her and I fucked her. While I did I whispered into her ear, "why didn't you want me to go down on you?" She said only “I was already so turned on I was worried it’d be too intense.” I said “really?” completely not believing it, but she only said “yes.” I came almost right away after that.
To this day I have no idea what happened that night. The only hint of anything else weird since then is that from then on she has barely mentioned Will at all, maybe one or twice. She used to talk about him pretty often. I think about that night a lot, wondering. Sometimes I like the idea that she went out and had some fun with someone else. It's not only a turn on to think of her doing someone else, which I imagine would be pretty fun and passionate for her after 20 years with the same person. I also like the idea that she would have this secret, something to look back on a feel horny, proud of herself, or just surprised at herself. Other times, when I think about it, it makes me sad and jealous. Most of the time, though, I have to admit it was probably all in my head. Probably she did just go to the park and smoke a joint, and the reason she didn’t want me to go down on her was that it was a hot, humid day and that she’d been biking all day. I guess I’ll never know, because there's no way I'm going to ask.
#cheating #oral #sex #confession
I cheated on my last chemistry test. And I still got a C-... I am such a disappointment!
#sad #disappointed #cheat #test
I recently got tricked into going to my cousin’s wedding after party. I’m not into weddings, don’t get all the fuss over it and see it as a waste of money and sanity. Of course, strange things happen at them. Occasionally, something good.
My cousin and I are not close and rarely see each other. We’re polar opposites but have nothing in common. We do now. His new wife. At the reception after party his wife came up to me to introduce herself as I rarely attend family functions. I figured it would be yet another meet and greet then onto the next person. Nope.
We started talking and she actually was interesting. She looked like a naive, young bimbo and I’ll freely admit I didn’t think much of her because she was with my Jughead looking cousin. I had more common interests with her than I ever did him. Or was it just her flirting her butt off?
Regardless, we slipped out back to have a more in depth discussion on a topic I actually take seriously. She starts in with the dirty talk. Woah is this girl drunk already, or does my cousin just suck like I assumed? Who cares. Grabs my crotch and starts nibbling on my ear. For once in my life I amazingly say nothing and just go with it.
She wasn’t drunk but I had feelings she was just curious as I’m often the mystery guy as i do my own thing and try to avoid anything nerve wracking. I seem to attract it, even when minding my own business out back.
She started kissing me and I kissed her strongly right back. Became a full blown make out session. She stops, licks her lips, smiles and says “I had to get that off my chest.” I just stare at her smirking. She says I’ll be back. I roll my eyes and am shaking my head trying not to laugh as she went back to the wedding table with my cousin.
Another cousin of mine I actually like came up and says what was that all about? I acted like I didn’t know what she meant. She said ****’’a new wife was all flirty. “Is she drunk -already?” I guess so. Just met the girl. She’s friendly.
i went back to my table out back and attempted to enjoy all the crappy, cheesy Coldplay and all the lovely CCR and Eminem without wanting to shoot myself, so I went outside to get some quiet. I went further around back as the smokers were dominating the front area.
Around back I saw one of the cute bridesmaids. Brief chitchat. She is definitely drunk and starts relaying how my cousins’ wife is a whore. I smiled. She then asked what made me smile. Oh just a hunch.
She then said she’ll pick one hot guy and screw his brains out. I asked is this is a common occurrence at weddings. She said oh yes and that they all screwed anyone they deemed fascinating or attractive. Seemed like a regular answer knowing how some people can be at weddings.
She then said that she saw her dressing me down at the reception. I rolled my eyes. She said I guarantee you’ll be inside her in some capacity before the night is over. She headed back inside beyond trashed. I just started laughing to myself. Man my cousin can sure pick them. Another cheating hoe supposedly in love with my yucky cus but cheating already.
I went back inside and there she was. Her dress now somehow became a skirt. Great legs, killer a** and a pretty nice rack. Well hello there. I smiled and walked back to my table: She followed. She starts asking a lot of questions. Beyond annoying. I said “do you want to get something more off your chest, or is that just commonplace for you?” She started giggling.
I smirked as I can’t smile like regular people amazingly can. She told me even though she loves my cousin and they’d known each other for years (she was his deceased wife’s close friend), that she loves meeting new people and she’s never seen me. I started thinking of the drunken bridesmaid’s comments. The load of bull this chick just gave me, but I’ll humor her. Let’s see where this goes.
She told me she wanted to f**k but there was no real way to do it, even though I could tell she was nervous. I said that there must be a basement or back door closet, why the hell not? She starts giggling and licking her lips. “You’re a naughty one, where’s he been keeping you?”
She went back to my cousin who per usual is trashed out of his mind. At least he had an excuse here. One of the few things he does well is get loaded and insult people.I look over in disgust. It wasn’t the slutty wife he just married who was much like his dead wife in that department, only she was actually attractive, but the drunken, skinny bigot she just married. What a joke.
I immediately started laughing and badly I must say. I sounded like the joker. I grabbed a beer and went back outside: I must’ve been out there a solid 20-25 minutes before I realized she was about 5 feet away from me grinning. I know that look. Fine by me I hate my loser cousin anyway and hey she started this, I’ll gladly finish.I did. Twice..
We found an old closet full of chairs and folding tables they used for functions at the hall. She went down on me and me her. We got it on, on an old tent type of surface. After I finished the first time we both started laughing. She got dressed and said “meet me back here in a couple hours, I want some more.”
I highly doubted that would happen again as in a couple hours she’s likely be in a hotel while my cousin slept it off. Wrong again. We met again back at the closet and hour and a half later and redux. Again, once more only this time against a wall.
I never saw her again in that capacity. It was as if she needed one last hurrah before she went off with my cus. Of course they were already married when I met her so perhaps I got a quality…
Today, I dressed myself as death, with a scythe and a hood and walked through a nursing home.
I never had so much fun in my life before.
#death #scythe #hood #nursing #home #fun #life #confess #evil
I’m bi and in a relationship with a girl but I often go out and get railed by much bigger men whilst dressed up since I already basically look like a girl, I love the feeling of a man pushing me down whilst thrusting all his weight into me until he unloads deep in me and making me clean him off with my mouth and calling me a good girl, and despite all this I still love her more than anything
My partner has asked if I would have sex with a big black man over his sofa whilst he sits back and watches. He says he'd love to watch me with somebody else and for him to be helpless, unable to touch me just sitting back and having to watch. And I strangley find that I am turned on by the thought, although I know I shouldn't be.
#sex #confession #bbc #cheating #swinging
My husband's sister just ate my pussy and wow. I have had lesbian fantasies for years but knew I would never act on them. It's just the thought of something new. Thinking a woman knows what a woman likes. The exploring and being explored by another woman can get me wet and imagining while masturbating. I am only curious but also somewhat confused. I just want to know what it feels like.
Well we just moved and my married sister-inlaw came for a week to help out. We get along great and there was some flirting but I thought nothing of it even though she got a bit frisky at times. One morning I was making coffee when she entered wrapped in a towel. She was watching me and complimenting me and my looks. I was feeling a bit nervous and turned on at the same time. I turned and looked into her eyes. They were saying they wanted to eat my pussy. I leaned in and kissed her cheek. She immediately began to kiss me and dropped her towel. I was caressing her hot curvy body and we were off to exploring and probing one another for most the day, allowing just enough time to shower and start dinner before my husband got home from work. The rest of the week were able to get some work done while having fun. She returned home leaving me to wonder if I will crave just her or will it be her and her husband in a threesome? The thought of eating her with her husbands huge dick deep inside my wet pussy is hot. No one has ever eaten my pussy the way she did.
#pussy #eat #lick #suck #touch #orgasm #first #only #lesbian
My brother’s girlfriend came into my room and started to kiss me and give me a blowjob.
I've always been curious but never acted on it. I'm a married male, mid thirties, with a good sex life with my wife. She allows me to cum in all three holes. A couple of weeks ago, and I have no idea why or how; I let a man use my bottom for sex. It was my first time having a guy inside me. He is a huge cummer, and dumped a big load inside of me. That first time I sucked him hard, and he did it to me on the bed with me on my back. Then he went one more time with me kneeling on the living room floor, my chest on the couch. He played with my nipples like there were a womans tits and it felt good. The first time he fucked me it really hurt, but this time was very good. In the last two weeks I'd met with him 6 times, each time I get it twice from him. One time only once, but I gave him a BJ first. He has had me get my wife to shave me from crotch down to my feet, and has started having me wear a teddy. I've very embarrassed but I can't stop getting his cock. I really feel empty without a cock inside me. I think he wants to have a party where I am the centerpiece. I am thinking of letting him as long as they are protected. My wife has always played with my butt and has asked me why I'm so loose back there now. I don't know what to say.
Here's my story:
Last year 2020 nightclub party end up with my ex son inlaw fucking and i decided to bring him home. Well after we did our deed he pulled out of me and looked at his cock and noticed the condom wasn't there and my pussy with a big drip of cum running out. In my drunken state I freaked out thinking he was lying about using a condom cum inside me I was omg, to begin with. He then showed me the empty condom wrapper, after searching my bedroom top to bottom I made him search inside my pussy nothing inside wtf ....
But no avail. The next day I scheduled an appointment with my gyno, I was so embarrassed to tell the nurse checking me pussy that I had 'lost' the condom. So there I was laying on the gyno table the doctor finally came in and just looked at me and smiled. After a bit of searching my doctor was able to retrieve the condom. I guess somehow my horny vag stole the condom just to taste my ex son inlaw cum , omg what a horny pussy jejeje .... After the we still hooking up for casual sex I'm milf of 42 F , he is 24 M ''' motherlesss web for pic of me , Roxana Vasquez
The woman I have been having an affair with for the past few months was caught at my house this weekend by her husband and boy, was it a scene. I am not sure how she got caught and I doubt I'll ever know but it was a horrible feeling. She and I were upstairs in my bedroom getting after it when her phone rang. Then rang again. Then rang one more time. She got out of bed and sent a text saying she was in a place where she couldn't talk. He replied by sending her a picture of my front door with a caption that said, "I know exactly where you are." It was a horrible feeling. I walked downstairs and opened the door. He looked defeated. I didn't say anything, he just waited for her to leave. Her car was in my garage so as she pulled out of the driveway, he followed her. I haven't heard from her and not sure when I will. Was a rough day.
I will only date men that I don’t really like or am particularly attracted to just so I can cheat on them because cheating sex is the only sex that gets me off. It’s always bareback and almost always guys with girlfriends or wives.
I think I may be slightly crazy. Not like dangerous. Just weird. I can remember real stuff in my past mostly. Some is lost. Health issues & age. The weird thing is I remember stuff that seems real but has to not be. I cant figure it out. Could it really be real?
This is real. I saw a weird secret drone by a military base. I kept that secret all these years. I’m from a military family. Very patriotic. But I never believed in space aliens; ghost; big foot, etc. I had a crazy relative who did. We had to humor them. So I’d act like I did. But I thought it was all stupid.
Now our government is releasing videos, pictures. I see pilots on TV. whatever. They say it’s all real. How can that be? Now I’m very sick. No immune system. I can’t get around people that go out. I’ve only talked very minimal to others. I mean I go weeks without saying a word out loud. Ever since the pandemic hit. So I’ve been stuck in a tiny room all alone for how long? When did the pandemic start? Well since that first day. If I leave I treat it like a combat mission. I’m in & out. Minimal contact I keep 6 feet. Shift. Double layers or n95 I altered myself to have a very tight fit. Topped by face shield. I have intense chemical training. I know how not to get this stuff. But I have went paranoid it seems. It’s like my mind is drawing the danger zone around people. My radius.
I haven’t talked to people in so long I Can’t do it now. I don’t even want to. I seem to be using this phone to talk to who? Me? But I’m just lying constantly. There’s almost no truth. I have no paper so this phone is now my life line to who? Me? So weird. I do try to be pretty honest when I talk to certain people. Even then I tweak stuff. I’m trying to bring about good. I’m on a mission to help all of you. A mission I sent myself on. I was trained to go from being part of a group to a lone wolf in order to finish a mission. Even if i determine and enact the mission myself. So best I can tell my mind has triggered me on a mission to help save us during a pandemic while laying in my bed. See. I think I’m now a little nuts. Thankfully I’m very passive so my missions are just stupid LOL. My primary mission is to try to unite us & spread knowledge.
It sounds mean; but I feared someone in a position of power lacked the skills to be there when this hit. So I tried to give them guidance. Military. Economy. Control of civilian dissent. Division of mission critical items. Creating new items. How to set up the chains. Variants. How to send signals to possible enemies that you were ready if they were up to something. I want tell you how to do that. But I needed to set back and watch how the world responded. Then I could move to other stuff. Doesn’t mean suspected enemies hadn’t done what was possible. Just ment my sudden change gave them pause. That was the point. See if they were just probing or committed. Then I shifted to internal needs. I liked this person. They really seemed to be trying. But no one noticed the internal battle. Political strategies. Us attacking ourselves while a virus attacked. And one or more potential enemies may be fixing to attack us suddenly. I know that sounds foolish to most. I was trained by old soldiers from multiple wars. I also studied military strategy for years. I felt bad about trying to manipulate things, but I was trained that if the battle ground is suddenly lost; and you suspect the leaders have broken. Then any capable soldier in the battle field must take charge of as much of the battlefield as they can in order to save as many as they can. I may have to dig in and die for the common good. I may have to fight a series of retreats. I may have to shift an enemy away; allowing an out of control mass in all out flight to get away. Once I’ve saved all I can. Then I must now save whatever I can that’s left to me. I’ve been trading their lives for time to save those that lost discipline to this point. Now I must try to strategically save key points. If possible I must contact the other separated group and instruct some of them to try to hold a key spot. Get most of them on the water or in safe zone. Use as support until re-enforcement arrives. Instruct them to evacuate all fast if enemy is approaching. I’ll hold my key spot I find. I’m looking for them to hold the port they evacuated from. I need near an area I could be later saved from. I will find defensible ground nearby. I will now raise hell upon them from this position. Always defense. If we fail I must remove myself from the battle so they can’t capture me & use me against their enemy. I’m creating a place for us to re-enter on one side. A place for us to extract on my side once they can recover us. I’ve got all sorts of stuff like that in my mind.
So when the pandemic hit I tried to seize control of a tiny part of the overall battle strategy. To influence it in the correct ways needed. If others had already thought of it I’d be redundancy. If not I’d be supplying valuable insight to those in power. I liked the people I was trying to influence. But I was ultimately not there to serve them. I was there to serve all the scattered troops I could save. Try to help make sure we were preparing for outer War while fighting an already spreading rampant internal war.
Let me tell you. When the internal enemy is an unknown strength I have no idea how many I can save. You’d want to just hold everyone In place. But if an external war is coming. If the internal war was started in order to turn you inward so you exposed your back. Then you have to watch the outside too. The best way to do that is use quick sudden unexpected moments to re-posture. This makes you unpredictable. They may freeze a planned attack. If not you may have just sniffed them out. Either way you just sent a signal. Your in War mode. They’d better watch out. They expected to be the aggressor. Instead you are the aggressor. If they move I will have them. I will now start tearing them apart. If they freeze I’ll stand guard.
After this is over; even if they were pure as new fallen snow, they will study what you did. Everyone will. They will see that in the blink of an eye you went from stagnant and peaceful. To fully engaged. That will cause great pause to everyone. For the duration of your leadership you now will have any potential adversary afraid to move. They will then test the next leader.
Now I needed all barriers removed to get a vaccine ASAP. Control standards train people. In an emergency you remove those. The people you need are already trained. They are now fully motivated out of self survival. Turn them loose. Once you get the vaccine and everyone has dosages, you tighten controls back. Now you study. Was it an accident? Or on purpose?
That sounds foolish. But once long ago we got lazy. Pearl Harbor happened. A certain power has been flexing expanding. Building islands. Taking the property of others. They got control of the head of the WHO. When this happened we had to wonder was it intentional?
Now obviously I didn’t do any of that. I’m just some person trapped in my bed in a room during a pandemic. But I’m sinking into my pretend wars because I needed distraction. I actually did none of that. I just watched the news. Saw what seemed to be happening in the news everyday to hear data. The news is boring. So I made it more interesting to myself.
In my pretend game the leader had an unnatural addiction to social media. That meant they may also take input. So I gave them input. I expected zero response. I expected qualified people on the other end to completely ignore me. For them to be large & in charge. Instead; I actually seemed to be helping to drive the ship. I thought are you freaking kidding me. I almost died right before this hit. Now I seem to be helping to drive the response? Well all right then. I’ll try to help drive. I’m a person of love. I see the good in everyone. Most people are more good than bad. You just have to find a way to get the best out of them.
I never expected to be helping to drive the ship from my bed as I struggled not to die.
At a certain point I saw that the internal attack was beyond hope. Not the invisible enemy. The internal struggle with ourselves. I had tried to stabilize the leader with good advice. But he was being attacked verbally & was upset. At this point I knew the power was gone. We were all setting at home. The media started focusing on things. I personally agree with what the media wants. However; I felt we should have focused on our economy the next cycle. Even though that would dramatically hurt me
But that was over. The streets were full. Change was coming. Out of this horrible bad good would come. I actually believed in the one going out economically. I question the one coming in economically. But I agree with him otherwise on most things.
I was hoping we’d bounce back fast economically. People like me would struggle financially with no health care. But it would be the best for most people.
Once i saw the streets full I realized he wasn’t listening to me anymore so I unplugged. At least I’d given sound advice. Now at the end. I was needed once again. He was knee deep in. So I reached out & said let it go. Go and heal yourself. You did good.
I have now offered a few bits of advice to the new power. But he won’t need my help. I did suggest ways to unite us. But I thing with a vaccine in hand this guy can handle it. So I can die now.
I almost died. No money for a hospital. Now I’m trying the medicine again since my nation no longer needs me. I’m so sick. I can’t stand it. I’ve got to let it go too. Trust the next guy. I haven’t slept in days. I’m so sick. My hands cracked open & started bleeding today in several spots. That means my body is getting very dehydrated. Yet I’m drinking water till I’m almost at disreah. That means my body is attacking itself. I waited for this med way too long. I ate a lot of bad food to try to help you for way too long. Now I have to try to live. For my sick child.
See what I did there. I did it again. I’m just some moron. I’m literally an old disabled person barely alive. I do have a very sick disabled child. My poor kids. They’re so sweet. But I failed them.
I do have to ask this. Am I crazy. I wonder if I went crazy a while back. Was I really trying to help control my nation from my bed? Would someone actually listen to a deranged person? I would hope not. If my nation needed my help from my bed then that’s wild. But at least I tried to help get them ventilators, a vaccine, get their leader to be nice, to make sure we were prepared for an invasion. I did my best considering I pass out constantly and can barely focus. Plus I’m brain damaged.
Too weird. I sometimes wonder. Am I dead? See I almost died right before the pandemic. It’s been very hard ever since. I have these short moments of clarity. Then I drift off.
I’m so glad the vaccine exists. So glad we reached the finish line. Surely we can have more peace now.
You should thank the man who left for what he did. Hope the next man does well. But I have to tell you I’m nervous. That whole capital thing was worrisome. We have to get people back to work & with vaccines in their arms. I’m not going to waste my time bothering the new guy. I’ll assume he’s not going to need me help. I’ve got to work on me now. I have been peeing blood I’ve got to get my body balanced.
But why can’t people get along? It’s a pandemic people. Let’s love each other. It works better that way. And please my Creator. Do not let someone rise actually need my help beyond my few I can try to help. I’m frazzled. I can’t handle it anymore.
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