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For 4 months, I have a boyfriend but haven't told my family and my friends yet. But I told him I have.
I’m bisexual and I haven’t always known it but I’ve been in love with my best friend since we met and I’ve known her for 14-15 years. I can’t go a week without seeing her. sometimes we’ll be watching tv together and I’ll imagine what it would be like if she liked me back. Worse thing is I’m in a relationship with her cousin
I'm turning 18 soon and since I am 15 my best friend is in love with me but I turned him down a hundred times and I feel bad because I like my other friend's crush
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.
Everyone thinks I have a thing with this guy...but the truth is i dont even know him. I just go with it because I want attention...
I'm 17 yr old female and I love lesbian porn. I masturbate to it frequently then tell my friend about it the next day. He and I are strictly friends and still sext each other. He jerks off to pictures of my pussy all the time and we watch porn together. We have intentions of doing other sexual things while only being friends.
I have a confession to make.
I've been sleeping with my friends husband. We've been friends for 4 years. When me and her started to become friends she told me that her and her husband had been going through a rough patch because her husband had an affair.
One time they had a house party and everyone was really drunk and I ended up talking to her husband about his affair. He told me that there were problems in the marriage since they had kids, he kept trying to make time for just them but she won't even take a few hours away from the kids so they never have sex or when they do it's quiet and boring. He also said the girl was his type - blonde, curvy with fake tits, which describes me too (his wife also told me this another time so he wasn't lying about how she looked) He tried to start the affair again but the girl wasn't interested and he hasn't done it since. I was drunk too and admitted that his stories about him and the girl having all this wild and secret sex was a turn on.
From then we'd always had a flirty relationship but nothing happened and never in front of his wife. It was obvious though that we wanted each other but nothing could happen.Still though me and his wife started to hang out more.
His wife works as a florist from home and one weekend she was taking her kids away to her mothers so her husband would be home alone, I arranged in advance for her to make me some flowers and I would pick them up when she was away. I didn't think anything would happen but I liked the thrill of the flirting.
The night I went round I wore a tight and low cut dress and pretended I was so dressed up because I'd been out for dinner. He couldn't keep his eyes off me and we hung out for a bit talking and then he asked me about my love life. I said I was single and jokingly asked him to set me up with a friend and he said no, he'd get jealous. I said you're a married man and shouldn't be talking like that, he said "my wife isn't here to tell me not to" and that was all I needed. I grabbed him by his tie and we kissed. The kiss was amazing and he couldn't stop touching me all over. He said that he'd waited too long to do this and that he hoped I was going to be a good girl. He pressed me up against the kitchen work top and pulled my dress so my tits were out and he sucked them. He said he missed having a big pair of tits to play with and his wife's were too small. I laughed and told him to keep sucking them. We stayed in the kitchen for a bit kissing and groping and then he grabbed my wrists and pulled me to the stairs, we kissed again and I told him that he better fuck me good.
We ran up the stairs and made our way to their bedroom, as soon as we got in we ripped each other's clothes off and he threw me on the bed.
He went down on me twice and it was amazing (twice before we even got to fucking!) once when I was lying on my back and the second I sat on his face. I literally screamed the whole time, he was so eager to eat me it was amazing. The sex was insane, we did it twice. The first time he was on top and then I was and the second we did it doggy style, plus we did anal. When I said to him "bet she doesn't let you fuck her ass?" He practically jumped off the bed to get lube. He's very big and felt so good. I moaned and screamed and he was groaning so loud and kept shouting that I was amazing at fucking,that I was a hot bitch and also things like my tits are amazing and "she doesn't fuck this good"- anytime he talked shit about his wife I laughed and he loved it. The sex was so rough and fast that the sheets came off the bed, we soaked them with sweat, the bed moved away from the wall and we also knocked over the bedside table which had their wedding photo on.
After all the sex we stayed in bed kissing and touching but eventually I left.
That was about a week ago and in a few days we're going to meet up at mine and have round 2.
I don't give a shit about his wife, she doesn't deserve him. He is hot and rich and she won't ever make time for them... Well don't worry. I will.
About a month ago, I was at my girlfriends house and I turned the corner and saw her mom standing there in these white silky high wasted panties and a bra. I just stopped in my tracks and stared. She looked up and was startled and quickly moved away. I was instantly hard from just that sight. Later that night when she was back from work she took a shower and took those panties off and put them in the hamper. When everyone was asleep I got them from the hamper and went to the bathroom to jerk off to their strong smell. They were stained as well which made them even better. I came twice then put them back. Ever since that point I have wanted to fuck the living shit out of her.
I haven't been truly honest about my life, but the thing is do I really have to?
My perception towards life was just a momentary thing, to entertain me, to give me pleasure.
Attachment was never an option, I lied in every aspect about me —towards my friends, my family and to my lover.
And the sad thing about it is that I don't feel any sort of guilt, not an ounce of remorse.
Lying became a part of my life and I wasn't doing anything to stop it.
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
This is my story of mental abuse, caused by my parents.
I'm 11, and I was depressed last year. After my mother called me a bitch, which she did two more times over that year, I became depressed... I asked to not wash the dishes, because I had fallen over and hurt my leg (which still hurt like hell!) but she didn't give a shit! She said, "Stop treating me like dirt, you Little Bitch!" and never said sorry. A few months after, and I still felt horrible. I was fat. My mother had told me this over and over. The truth is, I was tall as an average 12yr old and the right weight for that but since I was ten... I was "Fat" and "Chubby"... One day, I begged my mom to not let me go to a Scout Camp, because I didn't really know anyone in my group, but she just said, "Stop acting like a bitch and get ready!", which made me feel more depressed. I barely spoke on the camp, and I was starting to become an introvert. When everyone else was on a sugar-high I had to do something, but didn't know how. I didn't ask and ended up spilling the container of dirty water. They yelled at me for not asking for help, clearly not understanding what it means to be an introvert, and I felt horrible... A few weeks after that, I heard my mother saying, "Lesbians all should burn in hell!" to my father, and my heart fell to the ground. I've had many crushes, on both male and female. I know I'm bisexual already... The next day we were in the car, and I asked my mother what she thought of gays...
She said, "It's their life. They can do what they want."
"What if I'm bisexual?"
"YOU ARE TOO YOUNG TO KNOW WHAT LOVE IS! Uh, but if you are bi, we will accept you.."
I used to be an extrovert, but I'm now introverted. I'm a brilliant actress, but only because I've been hiding my depression. I never cut myself, thanks to my best friend, Eggie, but I came close to drinking bleach when my father told me to "Fuck off", but didn't thanks to her. I have another really close friend, Austin, and he's fine with who I am and I feel wanted for once in my life. I am no longer depressed, but when I say "I love you" to them, I don't mean it... I care about them, hell they're my parents, but they have taught me to not stand up for myself and that I am worthless... I wish there was a way out of this hell. I wish I could tell someone! My friends think I never think about ending it, but that's not true! I believe I'm worthless, regardless of how many times I'm told I'm not! I wish I could just be who I want. I wish I could have been born into a family that cares about my well being! I am shy and introverted, but my family thinks I'm a happy, loud, extrovert! I have anxiety, but I can't tell anyone face to face because I'll break down and crying is weak! I am weak, so why do I hide it? I'm never going to be worth anything! I just wish, that when I closed my eyes and dreamed, that it wouldn't end. That I'd one day wake up and everything will be fine... I just hope god let's things become better...
#depression #wish #listen #help #love #never #friends #parents #hate
I’m 19 and I’ve always been into girls. I’d be considered your basic super lesbian teen. My hair is short, I’m a little chubby, I have piercings, and I am obsessed with females. All my friends that are girls are straight and have boyfriends. But one girl just broke up with her boyfriend and while she was sleeping over talking about it I kissed her. We ate eachother out and I even came in her mouth and had her cum in mine. It was her first ever lesbian experience. She told me she felt guilty and didn’t want to tell people. She said she is straight and had a weak moment. I told her it was ok and I just used her to get off. Even though she is straight to turn her gay for a while was hot. Knowing I was the first and only girl to use her was a turn on for me. I hope I can get the chance to use her again if she let me. I know she enjoyed it because she came. Maybe if it’s late and it’s just me and her she’d give in and just do it for the sexual pleasure. She’s so hot and way out of my league so I wouldn’t mind.
This isn’t really anything bad but lately I’ve realized that the only motivation I have to keep living is my friends. They’re literally the only things that are keeping me from killing myself. I know its stupid and selfish to say this and put all my stress on them but I honestly love them so much. I’ve given up on school, my health and pretty much everything I SHOULD be doing. If I didn’t have any friends around I probably wouldn’t be here. But I also realize how pathetic it sounds to be living for someone else rather than actually doing it for your self. I’m grateful that I have them though. I just really need to get out of this mindset.
I read the stories on this site and master bate reading them. I sit on my couch chair and hump it it feels so good I have never orgasmed
My partner still talks to his ex (from 2020). The girl messaged him about becoming a social media model/content creator. For over 2 hours, he couldn't stop talking about it because he thinks it's not a good idea. He's so serious and angry that when I tried talking, he objects. So I just let him talk and I listened as it might be what he needed. He didn't tell his ex about it, though that's during when I was with him. Don't know if he did later that day. I understand he cares as you would for a friend but 2 long hours might be too much.
I am 27 years old and have never been kissed or had sex with. I feel like such a fucking loser all the time. I have some friends, but I think they just pity on me and are not actually my friends. They invite me along, but only sometimes. I guess when they need a designated driver because they know I do not do alcohol. I see on their FB and snap when they are out having fun without me.
I really like to have a girlfriend, but I do not know how to talk to women... I am such a fucking loser.
#lonely #virgin #change #friends #confession
I went to my friend's slumber party but there were only six of us because parents were afraid to let their kids out of lockdown. We had fun anyways and I still made three new friends. At bed time we changed and lied togheter on the floor with sheets and pillows. We giggled, talked, told stories and I fell asleep. In the middle of the night a head between my legs and a tongue at my vagina awoke me. I was startaled and afraid to. It felt good so I pretened to stay asleep. I had no idea when it all started but it lasted another five minutes or so before she quietly slid away. My pleasure feelings stopped and I fell back to sleep. When we got up that morning it was weird to look at everyone and know that one of them just gave me my first sexual contact. I talked and even stared at their hair looking for clues. Nothing. I went home not knowing who gave me those pleasurable feelings. Was it one of my friends or one whom I just met. And why me? Will I ever know, do I want to know? Will I look at girls in the same way as before? Curiousity is still in my head. I have a new bad I cannot break. I go to bed and end up thinking of that night. I start touching and rubbing until I have to get up, lock the door, and get naked. I put my blanket and pillow on the floor. Then I hump, ride, and grind my pillow with each girl running their tongue on my pussy. I try each girl to find the who gives the most pleasure. Every day gets better and better and I cannot wait till bedtime to masturbate.
#tongue #slumber #friends #sleepover #girls #parents #sex #pussy #virgin #pleasure #pillow #hump #grind #ride #stories #curious #habit #masturbation
I wish I would get really mad at my friends. They make me cross sometimes but we have never really gotten at each other. There are two reasons for this.
I kinda want the drama in my otherwise boring life but more importantly I want to tell them all the things I want without caring that I hurt their feelings. I will sometimes stay up at night thinking about how I would yell at them. I would never do it because I know I would insult them, but there is no other way other than to insult them and I wouldn't do that unless I were mad.
I confess i've masturbated to all my female friends on instagram. Some other random girls too. I still look thier profiles up and grind my pillow thinking it was them i was grabbing. It doesnt drive me insane and i dont have any guilt. Jerking off to the one's I'm closest to seems so bad yet so dirty. Should i stop? i love doing this often but it isnt a full blown addiction yet.
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