i have depression, i wish my boyfriend will initiate to stay with me whenever i need support. i always ask for his company. it can be tiring to keep on asking and it makes me feel more needy. i feel worse. i hate it.
At work, I have a crush on my supervisor (I'll just call him E). He's my age. Well his little brother started working there too, which is cool, he's a nice kid. Well my mom (who works there too) walks up to me and nudges me and says "Wow, look at Mini E. You should get some of that!" I'm disgusted. I know I'm only 22 and he's 18, but he's barely 18 and he is fresh out of high school. I can't believe my mom would say something like that. And she knows I have a crush on E! Why on earth would I hit on his brother?! I just can't stop thinking about it, I'm so upset she even suggested it.
30 days till Christmas, and all I know is I'm not quite ready to let go of last year. I have so much to show. One more month, and all I need is a sign from you that you think of me; if you don't, then please just say so... cause all I do is think of you. Who would've thought that someone like me could've fallen in love so easily? I know that you know that I know what I want... I know I can't have it, but give it a thought. I know that it sounds crazy, baby, but all I do is think of you, and it's wearing me out, it's wearing me down. This holiday is nothing but frowns for me, but I've got a gift, you see; I'm making a list- hell, I'll check it twice- of all the things you've done in my life. Then I'll send it your way, so you see why I love everything you throw my way. I know it's hard to say, but it's a crying shame that I came all this way with so much to say, but all that came out was "happy holiday"... A home cooked meal and a nice, warm bed, somebody to love, a place to lay my head... But I got 30 days, and I'ma make them count, cause I can't call it Christmas without someone to smile about.
the idea of watching my wife have sex with other men turns me on
Im a huge shut in and super anti-social. Im trying to change cause I have a 6 month old and I dont want to be like me. I want to have friends, have habits he likes to do outside so hes outside and be happy. Hes my world and I hate seeing him upset.
I'm that Pseudo-Incel guy with the date from a few month/quarter a year ago. This is gonna be the ramblings of an 18th-century poet, but I'm in a happy relationship now and probably am the best I've ever been in relation to my mental health and outlook on life...I even had to realize that I do not look that bad. Feeling genuinly loved makes it really damn hard to be hateful - and that's a really good thing. Surely, I dread the day on which the relationship goes to waste, but as long as my girlfriend is the one making somewhat unrealistic but certainly lovely and very desireable plans for our future, I allow myself to live in the illusion that true love is forever...well, I guess love is forever, but only for few - so I hope we're some of the happy few...also: While hatred is a great motivation, loving and being loved makes life overall easier...also we're both very similar people, with similar backstories, who have gotten bullied and wronged a lot in life, it had just felt so very satisfying when we simultaniously came to the conclusion that our relationship is fate's atonement for all the injustice we had to suffer.
explicit: my hand smells like my BFs dick. and its turning me on while im sitting in class
I wish I could find a gf. Period. But also a gf that was into incest roleplay. That would be a bonus.
I am beyond thankful to have a fiance who spent all day, literally all day, working on my car. I'm thankful for his sister who helped us today with going to the stores to get stuff to fix my car. I'm thankful to have had him in my life for three very happy years. I've never had to doubt how much he loves me or if I really love him. We've had arguments, rarely, but even during those arguments I didn't question if I still loved him. I've never stopped loving him, we've never taken a break. He means the world to me. I consider his nephews as my own. His family is my family. I have never felt so comfortable with anyone like I am with him. I don't have to apologize for being myself, unless I did something to hurt him. I'm not afraid to be vulnerable. He really is the one for me.
I want to tell you I love you & am in love with you but I'm so scared you don't wanna hear it and if I say it you'll cut me out of your life.