there are actually some beautiful, good looking girls that works in a brothel, here in Sydney
I hate that I have feelings for my step-sister. I feel so perverted, but it’s really not like that. See, I actually knew her before she became my step-sister. We were practically best friends, and I always secretly had a crush on her. Not because of her body. Not because she’s pretty. Not because I just wanted sex from her. It’s just that, she’s a genuinely sweet and selfless girl. I really like her for her, not any of that other stuff. And of course, I often considered telling her how I felt, but I was scared to lose the friendship I had with her, so I kept it to myself. And now she’s my sister. And it’s killing me, really. Seeing her all the time, in the morning when she wakes up and is still wearing her night clothes, in the middle of the night when she comes to my room because she can't sleep and just to talk, in the afternoon when she’s sprawled on the couch lost in a book, or playing the piano in our attic, or sketching a drawing in the green journal that she won’t let anyone except me touch. It’s so painful. I think I could love her. But if I couldn’t tell her this back when we were just friends then there’s no way I can tell her now that we’re siblings by law. She’ll probably never know, because I don’t want her to see me as “that” kind of guy. Because really, no matter how I explain it to her, there’s no way it wouldn’t make her uncomfortable. And I can’t handle the idea of being responsible for something that. I mean, she’s my sister! My fucking sister! And I’m her brother! This is just...awful. So awful.
Do you have your "soapbox" issues? like those issues you are very passionate about and could stand and yell them to a crowd? Are they good ideals? Do they only discourage people? Or are they meant to better everyone involved? One of my couple soapbox issues is literally about how if trans people want respect, you have to be a person worth respecting. I'm trans. I use they/them pronouns. If I meet you for the first time and you call me he or she, I am not going to jump down your throat and botch you out. its just not worth it. I may politely be like "oh... hey, I use they/them pronouns." But half of the time I don't even bother with strangers. With friends who mess up, I will politely correct. But wont get rude or hateful. If you want someone to be able to respect you and your identity, you have to give them something to respect. something worth respecting. Yelling and bitching and getting pissed is not how you go about that. The only time I get mad is when it's from a place of malice. Like I've told you. And you choose to be an ass about it. Then I get pissed. But even then, I'm probably just gonna peace out and not speak to you. It's just such a big issue for me. Because those idiots that are like "Did you just assume mah gender?!" are total asshats and make the rest of us look like total asshats.
I fucked up so many times and you gave me another chance time and time again. I am truly sorry, I never meant to hurt you.
I offered to pay a girl to suck my dick then didn't pay her after she did it. I told her that she didn't do a good job and she reported to the police that I took advantage of her when I didn't. She agreed to it I just didn't give her the money. The case dropped 😌
I am constantly in fear of being filmed by a hidden camera or wiretapped. And I don't mean by the government or by our phones or whatever. I mean by the people living in the house I'm in. For example when I'm in someone else's house, or even by my parents. It isn't like I really think they're doing it, it's kind of an irrational fear - no matter how unlikely I think it is, I can't stop thinking about it. I really wonder where I got that from.
told my sister that i wanted to sleep with her she freaked out and now.i am not able to yalk to her any more
My motivation for selling more stuff at work and going for pitches is going to be treating myself to a bunch of cheap stuff with good ratings at Ulta. I've got a list picked out with stuff that I want. I just need the extra funds for it that won't cut into my money to pay bills. I want to treat myself for the first time in I don't know how many months. I also have a list of office supplies I need to get for work and my self studying for French. Maybe if I keep a monthly or biweekly goal where I can see it every day, that will make it easier to go after sales.
I made the mistake of reading some of my old confessions. Like, really old. We're talking several years. And I saw the things I said back when I was with my girlfriend, and... God, I miss her. I miss how happy I was. I miss how close we were. I miss her voice, her smile, her touch, her kiss. None of my relationships since then have felt the same. Our love was like a wildfire, crazy and exciting and hot, whereas my most recent relationship was more like a fireplace... cozy, comforting, and warm. I miss that thrill. I wish I could have just a taste of that feeling, just one more time...
My friend is becoming unbearably intolerable. He hasn’t been diagnosed with any learning disabilities or mental illnesses but most of the time he’s completely incompetent and helpless. I feel bad saying this about someone I considered a good friend for a long time but my patience has been ran dry. He acts like his shit don’t stink and thinks he’s above everyone else because he has his own car which is a 2007 toyota corolla with almost 160,000 miles that his parents paid for last year and he thinks hes hot shit because he has his own apartment which is actually his girlfriends apartment and he pays her 0 rent or bills because he has no job. He talks down on everybody and is always bragging about what he has and how everyone else’s stuff is no good. He didn’t used to act like this but the past few years he’s been getting worse and worse. It’s to the point where I had to lie about my phone service getting shut off just so I wouldn’t have to deal with talking to him for a few weeks. Having a conversation with him is mentally draining. He treats his girlfriend like his slave too so i have no idea why she’s with him. She’s not the greatest person ever but at least she has a job and pays her bills. He’s a 25 year old loser leaching off of his parents and girlfriend. She pays all the household bills and his parents pay his car insurance, phone bill, food, and clothes. The only things he pays for himself is gas which he barely ever has to get because his car gets such good mpg.