Every time my brother would go home from work, he's always irritable and he just said he's tired. He's irritable in a sense that he will give you a grumpy face if you ask him if he had eaten yet. My mom would cook food for him and he would get grumpy if I told him, the food is ready then would tell me not to touch the food. And every time he goes home, he loves talking about the crap that happened in his work like we are his diary. I mean I'm fine with him telling what happened today because I'm tired too and I can relate ( I just don't share back because he gets irritated even more). But I always wonder why he's grumpy all the time.. My mom said it's a guy thing. Seriously is that normal for a guy?
Roses are red, my heart all sort of red because of you.
I feel like what sucks is there’s not enough awareness given to ceberal palsy and people just focus on the other disorders which is great don’t get me wrong but people with cp struggle too there’s no movies or tv shows to spread awareness either
the first time i kissed someone, i was at a kid’s birthday celebration. we were in his house, in his basement. the girl i was best friends with was there, and i got dared to kiss her. i remember staring at the floor and asking her if she wanted me to, hoping she’d say no. but she said yes. so we stood up, and god, i was so nervous. i didn’t know where to look, didn’t know where to put my hands, so i placed them on her forearms, leaned in, kissed her quickly, and immediately sat back down. and all the kids went “ooooh!” but, in all honesty, when i sat back down, i felt a little confused. and a little disappointed. because when i kissed her, i didn’t really feel anything. nothing at all. it was... boring. and i remember wondering why people enjoy kissing so much and why they make a huge deal about it. but then four years later, i met this guy and he was absolutely breathtaking. even when we were just friends, i knew that i was in love with him i think i always knew. the first time he kissed me on the lips, we were in his room, on his bed. there was a thunderstorm outside and we were alone. i was nervous then, too. but it was different. he put his hand on the back of my neck, pulled me in, and when he kissed me, it was like everything else melted away it was like i was on a rollercoaster. it was like my heart was doing backflips. it was like every part of me was shouting, 'finally, finally, finally!' it was like everything i ever dreamed it would be and more. and i had this moment of understanding, and i kept thinking, 'now i see why people like doing this! now i see, now i see!' and for three days, it was the first thing i thought about when i woke up and the last thing i thought about before i fell asleep and it blows my mind how you can do the same thing with two different people and it will feel like nothing or everything depending on if you love them or not. so maybe he wasn’t my first kiss, but he was the first one that mattered.
My best friend is going to marry and they only invited close relatives. A lot of people are, let's say, surprised at this but I'm thankful. I don't like weddings.
I'm very self conscious about certain parts of my body. I feel awkward just saying it, but specifically about my vagina and just my privates in general. It's just not . . nice enough looking to me. I really can't even watch porn without comparing myself to the women, cause my goods do NOT look like that. I mean, it's nothing abnormal. It's just some darker skin and not looking so smooth and just ugh. My friends think I'm weird for wanting to wax and bleach and whatever down there . . . but is it really weird? Don't people do that all the time? It can't be that bad. Yeah, the bleaching aspect sounds iffy but I'm willing to try anything honestly.
This might sound dumb to some people, but I literally do not know what race I am or what to identify as. I'm Latina (which is not a race) and don't know where I fall in the spectrum. Am I white? Am I black? What am I? It's the worst when I have to fill out some paper-work and it asks for race. I never know what to put.
So, my friend spent the night last night. I work third shift, so I was gone all night, but my sister was here, and she's friends with her too so it was fine. So I tell them that I plan on getting up decently early so that I can hang out with them, instead of sleeping all day like usual since I don't have to work tonight. Well, I got up at 1. They had been gone for a long time already. I called them multiple times. No answers. Another hour went by, no sign of them. I started panicking a bit because I was worried they had wrecked the car or something. Well my sister calls me back around 2:30, and after saying hello, the first words out of her mouth are "Yeah, you can go back to sleep if you want...-" Ouch. "-I texted mom, but I forgot to tell you; we went to the movies.-" Double ouch. "-Now we're on our way to the park to use [friend]'s spirit box. (friend mumbles in background) Yeah, you can come with us if you want? Should we come get you?" I respond with "Well, I have to get mom up at 3." She just says "Oh. Guess I'll see you later then." and we hang up. My feelings are beyond hurt that they just fucking ditched me. And the worst part is, this isn't the first time they've done this. I hate feeling like I'm a fucking third wheel with my own best friend.
everything I'm about to list off, I think, is pertinent backstory/context for my confession. I'm a mid twenty something black woman, who has had some sexual experiences with women but for the most part men. I also exclusively DATE/GO STEADY with men. yet I identify as straight, I'm dating a guy a couple of years older, who identifies the same, though all his romance and sex w. the opposite sex... and he is the same race.. w.e... I adore his ass. his literal ass is soooo nice. I usually grab at my lovers behind during sex or w.e but I've literally been thinking about putting my face in his butt, I think about what it smells like and what it would feel like to have his ass smothering my face. So, after encouragement, he let me try it... i almost got off from it. I feel like a weirdo! it was an awesome experience tho. He told me we're not doing that often if we ever do it again lol. but i lowkey think he liked it.
I currently hate my work so much that I cry literally every day. I don't know how to make it through the next hour, let alone next few months. The thing is, I'll only be here for the next few months. Then I'll be referred to the workplace I actually want to work at, so it wouldn't make any sense to quit. I already tried everything, I tried negotiating with my boss, tried to talk to my co-workers about the things that are bugging me, but there's no point. Things are as they are. I can't even take my holiday leave or a sick leave during those months, because then I'd risk losing the position. I have to sit through it. Somehow.