So if a girl like a guy, confesses her crush to him, and he gently rejects her, but says he really appreciates her as a friend (he's sincere about it) Then he meets someone, falls in love, tells the world and all his friends how happy he is, this girl tells him: Oh she might be not right for you, and she'll make you change your lifestyle. He ofcourse ignores her feeble attempts, proposes to the woman he loves, everyone is congratulating him. She sends him an email trying to tell him h ed made a big mistake, tries to make his fiancee sound bad for him etc He decides this friendship isn't worth the drama and stops talking to her. Calling him and sobbing about it should be her instead. Years passed, he's happily married, he once sent a group "happy new year " message to everyone in his friends list. That girl immediately thinks it's a sign for her to weasel back in his life. Now she's sending him texts and losing her shit because he's not answering them. What do you think about this girl? A thot? Or what? Also His wife doesn't care for trashy stereotypical "leave my husband alone" kind of confrontations and doesn't consider her as a threat at all.
I'm a 40 y/o male. So, two days ago I went to an Outback Steakhouse with my wife. We got there but we had to wait, as all tables were taken. While we were waiting my wife went to use the toilet and I called a waitress to bring us something to drink. A cute little blondie waitress (no more than 22 years old) answered, and she did a weird thing. She grabbed my hand and said something like "yeah, I'm here for you, just ask anything". OKAY, a bit weird but fine. So I asked for a few drinks and she went off. Some time passed and we got a free table and the same blond girl was waiting in that area. So she comes over, smiles and say "oh it's Mr Lopez from before, it's a pleasure to serve you again". So my wife and I sit and ask for more drinks and some steak to eat. As soon as the girl leaves my wife says to me "she's flirting with you". I replied something like "nah she's far too young, she's being nice for a good tip". Then the girl comes with our drinks and serves us with a smile. My wife was checking something on her phone, so the girl puts wife's drink in front of her, then hands my drink and gives me a wink. At this point I'm thinking "it's nothing, wife's just being weird and it is getting to me, nothing is happening at all". Some more time pass, wife goes to the toilets again and I had asked for more sauce of some sort. Blondie waitress comes and hands me the sauce, but she holds my hand while doing it, and another wink. Now I'm thinking "oh shit what's going on". Waitress leaves, wifes come back and dinner goes on normally. Now it's time to get the bill. Blondie comes back with the bill, puts it in my hand and closes my hand over the bill, covering my hand with hers. I pay for the bill and we leave. Now, I'm curious about her behavior, so I check the bill and lo and behold: there's a goddamn phone number written in there. I went and tossed the bill on the bin and never looked back.
Sometimes I think "What I would tell myself when I was younger to talk myself out of suicide?" What moment would I show myself to make me untie the noose and think, this is worth powering through. This weekend I found it. My daughter came out of the tub with wet hair and handed me a brush. Rushed excitedly to my chair, turned her back to it and closed her eyes. Seeing the smile in her face as I brushed her hair is legit one of the greatest feelings in the history of the world. This was worth everything.
Why don’t people get E. coli from eating ass?
I'm on day 9 of a 30 day fitness challenge on an app. I've only lost a pound but I have a pair of jeans that fit much better already. But I haven't told anyone outside of this site that I'm even working out. I'm worried it'll jinx me and I'll lose my motivation. At this point I'm worried it's gone on so long it'd be weird to tell my boyfriend I've been secretly working out before he wakes up every day. It's not really a bad thing to exercise, I just don't want him to think I'm judging him for not exercising. I'm also not trying to get skinny. I just want to get healthier. If I lose some of this belly fat, that's just a bonus. I do need to tell him though. I had a bad muscle cramp in my leg yesterday and I don't know how else to explain it. Probably strained it doing squats or something.
I grew up in the US and I hated it there. It's so hard to make friends.. for introverts... I'm always lonely and depressed and life is very demanding. When I moved in the Philippines, it was easy to connect with people "in person". Yeah the country can be unsafe, and can be damn humid but I love the people here. The people that I met somehow cured my depression. Yeah bad health care as well but I love it here! I love the food, the culture, events, and I can live by the limitations of that from the first world country. I dont really care what my parents think, I live my Filipino heritage and their social connection. Something considered awkward when I was in the US.
So this strange little (woman?) At my office with blue hair and a nose ring was saying how much "cooler" she was than my buddy because he wears (boring) suit. I couldn't help thinking back to when I was in a punk band. Years ago an old bandmate had just got off tour with Warped and we were discussing how our new band would dress on stage. He was wearing emo skinny jeans to let you know how long ago this is. We all came to the conclusion that pierced noses and dyed hair was so retro we would be a laughing stock. Like the people we're trying to flip off must be dead by now. Most of us had sleeve tats and gauges at that point. It was already passe. I just can't help thinking this woman fell through a time warp. Like maybe her email address ends in @aol.com?
So me and this Black guy at work found out we were both half Jewish and we started exchanging really bad Jew jokes. It's become a running gag. "I'm a Black Jew, so they put me in the back of the oven.", "The doors on the gas chamber were coin operated and no one in my family was willing to pay up.", "Always haggle him down before you steal his bike. If it's under $800 it's not grand theft. I don't need a 3rd strike." Well I was googling myself in preparation for job interviews and one listed nickname was "shekelmancer" I'm like, oh shit. Even though my social media is anonymous, I must have used an email linked to my name to sign up! Well, this is gonna be an awkward interview.
I get through my day just counting down the time until my next break/lunch. I felt like crap today but not crappy enough to call out or go home so I kept telling myself "just make it to break/lunch then take it from there". Only 1 hour 50 minutes until I'm off work and I can't wait.
I love my girlfriend, but I find myself fantasizing about having sex with her 18 year old sister (we're 21). I would never actually do it, but I feel guilty for fantasizing