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i enjoy reading your confessions guy but sometimes i dislike it because of incest stories. i wish its the same person lsol
i love Rose shes the best shes my hero and my role model and just the best person on this planet besides my mom
im selling my pc this week and moving out with the money. im renting a pension room and sharing bathroom and kitchen , yuck! but at least i get out of this house and go chase my dream :p
My dream love situation is where I bump into someone were both full on cosplaying at a convention and we both playfully talk in our characters till the point we both go for a meal and see each other.
Dili na nako kaya gyud, maong kailangan na gyud nako na naay masultian. Maong ga download nalang ko aneng confession hahahaha.
I've been dating someone for the past 7 months (I believe I want to marry this person), I met them at a point in my life where I found out I had an incurable std and had decided I wanted to be alone. I was honest from the get go and they accepted me for who I was. I honestly got so close to them and I love them but some times I feel like we're so different. My other half is what I'd consider very controlling and jealous, and some times I think that's what's going to lead us to break up (considering no matter how lonely it sounds, I'd be ok living a single life without any physical relationship). We've both had experiences that have left us a little distrustful of people and relationship and we both want to work on things. When you're used to making your own decisions and now you have a controlling partner how can you make things work out without feeling stepped all over?
I spent half an decade being your girlfriend. We had lots of good times and some not so good times.. Although to be honest, half the time I really only felt like a friend and not your girlfriend. Yes, you took me out places, and showed me beautiful spots, sunsets and sun rises. You would walk with me, but rarely hold my hand. My friends liked you, and I am sure your friends just tolerated me because I was with you. I know you have talked behind my back for I have heard and read. Yet, I have never talked behind you back. I had one so called bestie for a while, but she would purposely make me jealous and hit on you. Then I seen the messages between you both and that's what killed me. My heart was shattered, I lost a friend and part of my trust. I never once messaged someone like that while dating you. You have never found someone else's clothes in our room, like how I did. You denied my questions and said I was over reacting or over thinking. I would ask you for help, you would help me and I appreciated it. You would ask me for help, and I'd try and help but how you reacted always made me feel like it wasn't what you wanted, and got all mad. Our personal bedroom time seemed like it was always on your time, and I always picked the wrong time. All of that made my anxiety and depression show. I never wanted to talk about it because I was always emotional. I hated not explaining myself, but it was hard when you would get upset walk away or say I wasn't telling you the truth. At times you would make me happy and with warm fuzziness inside, but then at times you made me feel so low and not important. Even with the low times I can say I loved you through it all. It's been 4 months since we became single, only a few times I have seen you since and I enjoyed every minute. Although when I go home, in my room sitting in silence tears rolling down my face. I sit and think to myself how happy I would be and do things differently. This is my confession that I still deeply love and miss you
Is it bad I want to be owned by multiple women as a servant? Like I learnt and took years out of my time just to be a pro at serving women giving them all my time and need to the point I'll be working for them in a sense. It's a very weird small kink but it's something I dream of.
i prefer to be with my boss than at home with my family