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It's not as it sounds. I was quite good; very good; excellent. We are of no blood relation and only 33 years apart. Being pent up together for so long, we grew close and got intiment, had sex on a regular basis. Now that I am back to work, we miss the passion. Point is, age is only a number. I fuck my grandpa.
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 get turned on by golden showers and over stimulation a lot. At first, I thought that it was not normal. But as time passed, I embraced it. I am a 16 year old female. Now when I masturbate (which I do a lot), I wear panties of thin material and stand straight with my legs wide or I sit on the toilet. I then use my fingers or a pencil to rotate about my clitoris. Believe me, its amazing. I then cum in the panties and then pee while wearing them. I pull them tight so the pee falls in the toilet. While peeing, I play around with my nipples and finger myself.
The boy I've fallen in love with is like, the school heartthrob. We are best friends, and I live being around him, he's hilarious. Well, sone of his other best friends are MY best friends too. They're all beautiful with perfect bodies and faces, and he has dated every single one of them. Whenever he goes out with someone new I get BEYOND jealous. But the awesome friendship we have is more than I could ever ask for.
There are times that I choose to be blind and not accept the truth. I fell in love with someone and his name is Johnathan. I had loved him very much to be honest, I cannot explain how much too. But suddenly, I have felt really tired and kept waiting for him to love me like he used to. I feel sorry for myself because I know that I did not deserve to be hurt like that. I feel sorry because I told myself that I am not good enough. I feel sorry because I feel like I am forcing him to love me again even if he does not want to be in a relationship again with me.
I also got really tired of crying so much for him and I think he is the guy that gave me the most painful feeling I have felt in my life. The pain is still here, deep inside me. I feel a lot of pain. That is why I have changed too, I don't chat him "how are you" or talk about many things anymore and maybe it is also because he doesn't do it anymore to me. I also realized that I have to wake up from a dream. I got lost in a daydream where we will be together until we grow old, be successful together and have kids. I feel so ridiculous too in believing or waiting for a knight in shining armor to save me or make me happy but I now know that it does not exist.
I need to be very independent in my life and follow God and not wait on someone to be my knight and shining armor. I don't want to say that Johnathan is a bad guy even if he hurt me a lot. I want to treat him like a lesson, the pain that he gave me, it made me more mature and more dependent to God. Johnathan, thank you very much.
THANK GOD. I have been fishing all over the internet for over a year looking for my son.
I thought eventually he’d recognize his daddy. My baby just called me tonight.
COVID hit at just the right time to mess our relationship up long term. He’s suffered. Much of the world has. But he’s still out there. That means there’s hope. God is Good. I have fished and fished for over a year. Day and night. Trying to influence any form of media I could.
Thank You God. I finally had my son call me. Now if I can just reach him more. I pray that I do not make things worse.
I (think I) dated a girl out of pity. I'm not sure how I felt during the entire thing, I think that I felt love, but now that I look back, I'm not too sure.
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When I was around fifteen I found some letters my mother and stepfather had written to each other. He was in the services and away a lot. They'd had two kids after she'd divorced my father and it was obvious to me from a young age that she really liked sex. The first of these letters described an incident that took place on a major train station after she'd seen him off at the end of his leave. Being a friendly person she'd struck up a conversation with a man who was waiting for a train. She described in detail in the letter to my stepfather how they'd talked for about thirty minutes when the man started to slide his hand up her dress and moved it towards her pussy. She said that she was so excited that, 'I couldn't help myself and I opened her legs so that he could touch my cunt that was wet from the fucking we'd done before leaving home. I almost came as his fingers stroked my slit, but when I felt my pants get wet with my pussy juices, I stood up and walked away.' I found a letter in answer to her from my stepfather who was obviously open to her being touched by other men and said he'd love to watch her being touched like that. As I went through their letters, I found out that they'd fucked each other in a public garden just after my father and mother had separated. He described how he'd loved how hot she was when he'd slipped her panties down to her knees and slipped his fingers inside her. Needless to say I was masturbating like crazy reading this exchange of letters. In another letter he said how much he liked fucking her ass and from the tone of her letters it was clear that he had a large cock which she really loved to suck and have inside her. It would be fair to say that she loved sex and was open to many aspects of it. I heard them fucking once in the middle of the night and one thing was very clear, she loved his cock and he knew how to make her cum and cum again. Her public face was very prim and proper but after reading their letters I knew it was just a facade as she liked nothing more than having a man inside her and the more often that happened, the more she liked it and the more I read, the more I liked the hot woman that she truly was. I masturbated often over those letters and guess that she always knew I was reading them but privately she didn't really mind
I go to this club after school anyone can come so it was love at first site this little girl name jessica she was so hot we stated dating I loved her she loved me so we ended up having sex I am 15 she is 9 is it wrong we've now been dating for 2 years now I'm 17 and she is 11 we've been happy and I love her.
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I don't think my bf really loves me. I think he's cheating again.
We have a son together and while I was pregnant he had an online relationship with another girl as well as a 4 month long affair while I miscarried our second. He's had 6 other "slip ups" And now he's secretive with his phone again.
I left my son at my parents' to be able to live with another man in another state. I only see him like twice a year, on his birthday and maybe on christmas. His father died when he was still very young. He's 14 now and I moved away from him when he was 7.I just did that because my husband threatened to leave me and I love him so much.I think my son is happy with his grandparents but sometimes I feel kinda bad for leaving him behind...
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When I was younger, there was a boy that I was sort of freinds with. He was kind of shy and quite, and the two of us lived close and we started to casually hang around together. He was quite open to being friendly - friendlier than I was used to being with another guy, although he didn't seem gay. But he was open tom our being chummy, and it was not difficult for me to find this kind of intriguing. One day the two of playfully got to messing around, which he had no problem with, and we jacked each other off. Of course that was quite enjoyable, so after that I was encouraging our having that type of fun together. Finally I was curious as to how far he would go, and I ended up boning his butt. It was really neat actually getting to do that with him as another guy, so the two of started ot have sex regularly. I always felt a little guilty because I suspected that he was half in love with me, and I knew that I really was not in love with him, although I did have special feelings for him as a friend.
Anyway, ten years went by, and we ran nto each other. Well, I was divorced and so was he, and we started talking about the old days, and within an hour we were in bed together, not just having sex, but actually making love. And although I never thought of myself as being gay, and apparently he didn't either, now the two of us have been roommates for almost a year and it has been wonderful!
My best friend confessed his love to me and I also love him but recently we've been fighting as I think he longer like me as he flirts with other girls and doesn't notice me.I said I was over him,but I never truly will be over him..
I’m addicted to trying to save the world. As a little autistic boy I endured extreme abuses. I responded by trying to be the best person I could.
My life is a shambles. I should be focused on my own life; instead I’m trying to help everyone else. I always wanted to be like Jesus; but am just a very defective human who honestly should not have been born. My parents both literally hated me. They told me that my whole life.
I learned you can’t just rationalize with irrational people in hopes they will change & do the right thing. I felt compelled during this pandemic to try to draw us all together. I used all sorts of tricks to try to get the two sides to meet in the middle. Stroke egos; hold out a carrot; point out their flaws & egos. Whatever felt like it might work. I’ve had conservatives & libs ask me to intervene before; because I was smart & neutral; but anerism damage has left me confused. I wonder if I’m doing any good. But I have seen my ideas used; & people helped. I’ve been thanked. But I also had someone e mail me & say they didn’t care if they were wrong & they hoped I’d die. I seem to stay on the edge of death; but I don’t actually die; so my disease will give them their wish, I just don’t know when.
I was working on the caronavirus & health care; but our nation has moved on from that. We don’t care about that issue anymore; so I’ve moved onto a serious issue; police brutality; & a silly issue, statues. Let’s start with the statues. As a Christian I know statues are idols. They are meaningless carved rocks. Stick them in a museum once people move on. So it’s the whole Grant; Columbus; Lee were slave owners debate. It should be easy. It’s history. People used to love these people because their grandpas fought in the war or whatever. Today most of us focus more on the flaws of these people. So move the statues. Put them in museums; on Civil War battlefields; or sell them to private collectors. Why are we all worked up about it. Move them to a more proper modern setting. Some of us don’t want a statue to a slave owner where we take our kids: driving down a road; going in a court house; etc. So put them in a proper setting. History belongs inside a museum. Some fought wars; so put them on a battlefield.
The other issue I’m working on is armed political protests. I think it’s insane. However; if others do it, I’ll try to address it. We have a problem in our media. They rarely do their job. They are supposed to tell us all the news; & in an unbiased way. We are supposed to each consume the news & draw our own conclusions. Instead; the media drives a narrative that will please a small target audience. It’s entertainment posing as news; aimed at selling ads & making $. I’m forced to consume all the extremes; then try to filter & assemble the actual truth.
For instance part of a city has been taken over. I’d hate to be a prisoner caught in there; but riots have left entire areas on there own anyways, so I don’t know if it’s worse. I would like to see great constraint shown. Unless they use violence don’t over react. That said; I’m pointing out how past administrations used deadly force to end such standoffs. I’m pointing out how media that cater to one extreme or the other cover such stories differently based on who the protestors are. I hope to convince the media they are inconsistent & that influences some in society, but I’m probably wasting my time.
In the end we need to start electing better human beings who want what’s best for all of us. I feel the media has helped create a situation where we elect dividers that enrich themselves by catering only to their voters at the expense of the other half. If we all worked together we could achieve so much more. But I seem to be the only one who sees that.
In the end I’m just trying to get everyone to love each other.
I don't wanna me with my boyfriend anymore, he drives me crazy. Like he drinks his coffee, it's disgusting and annoying, I could go nuts! I don't think he is attractive anymore. Now he wants to marry me and I am not able to break up with him. Our parents are now starting to plan our wedding and I am freaking out. Actually, I'm in love in another man and I rejected him for my present boyfriend. I am such an idiot. This was the biggest mistake in my life and I don't know how I can end this. I'll have to leave my boyfriend at the altar, whether I like it or not.
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What could be worse than losing the love of your life?
I can tell you: Losing not only the love of your life but also all of your money, even your car.
But it's not what you think. I didn't get hurt. I was the once causing it.
I tricked a woman into thinking I was in love with her. She believed it. It was a turbulent romance with a lot of sex, many drugs and fightings.
I slept at her place because I don't have an own apartment and she even paid some of my bills!
She loved me, no she ADORED me, I can feel it. That wouldn't be so bad, would it? But she was such a pain in the ass, she always wanted to cuddle and go to a nice restaurant and do couple stuff I guess. It was terrible!
So I dumped her.
Took her checkbook and her car when she was at work and drove off.
She hasn't heard from me since and she won't... ever.
I don't regret anything.
I think I'd like to hurt someone. Not like hurting someone physically, but more emotionally. I want to break someone's heart.
I've been heartbroken so many times already. I've cried so many times for people that I loved, but they did not love me back.
I also want someone to cry because of me because they think I am the ideal one.
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i have a terrible secret - i fell in love with my male gyno a few years ago and i had to leave. i was told to leave even though i never did anything wrong my mum was always there and i just made the wrong phone call thinking he could help get me admitted into hospital but he was a jerk. i regret falling in love with someone who is too classy and better then me. smart and elegant and everything i want in a man. someone i can't have. i even love him over a prince. but i can't have him.
I’ve been in love with my best friends' boyfriend for about a year now. She started dating him a few months ago. I love him so much. What makes me mad is that she mistreats him, and she only likes him after he transitioned. I liked him back when he was cis. I want to hug him, I want to kiss him. But I’ll never get that chance and it breaks my heart. I secretly want them to break up, so I can comfort him and maybe then he'll like me.
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