My ex is by far the best sex partner I've ever had. I'm having a really hard time not fucking him constantly. He makes me so fucking horny.
kinda wish I knew girls who would make fun of my "size" on snapchat
you are genuinely and truly a toxic person , you know who you are and why you suffer , thankfully youre gonna keep suffering in your own filth. the bane of your existence is your self
sooo honestly idk what to do. i met up with my uncle after 10 years yesterday (we're the same age smh) and he's pretty cute. like RLLY cute. there's some weird tension between us and like ik it's wrong but i'm kinda crushing on him and wouldn't mind if he felt the same. it's weird af and i'll probably get over it in a couple of weeks or smthing but rn i rlly wanna see him again
I kinda want a girl to make fun of my umm well size down there, I don't know, something I kinda want to try a lil.
the girl i wanted to see wasnt at practice today, and my arm hurty from a thing someone did on me, it was rough today, im very sad, does anyone ever feel like breaking down and cry a lot and that u just need a frickin hug and someone to show some care for u
Is it normal to like girls with smol tiddies waaaay more, like everyone always about big tiddies and girls wear bras with foam pads and stuff, but like dang when a girl is really fit and got that athletic body and the lil mosquito bite tiddies its like i dunno its just so attractive and cute and feminine idk how to explain .
update i smoked the joint and walked alone at night and was not robbed, but it was a lil sketchy. it was good tho i got to think a lot and feel better
its already late but i think im gonna go for a little walk and smoke a joint. hope i dont get robbed or smth that would suck t----t
Its fascinating how a single event can waiver the most sturdy minds and change the course of action in an instant. There was no deep secret that I have a deep regard for you. I just kept it to myself and let be. But recently I feel the deepest need to relinquish this off my chest. I almost died this week. Lost control of my car going down a hill, fishtailed into a full 360. Naturally I wasn't wearing my seat belt and I tried vainly to avoid going over the guardrail. But I knew it was pointless to try to regain control. So I covered my face, closed my eyes and accepted the high odds of dying. But for once in my short time of driving, Jesus took the wheel and I ended up on the side of the road. I was shook pretty bad. The full realization hit a moment after. I nearly died. Gone over a hill into the depths of below with nobody knowing what happened. My brother, only knowing I was going to a birthday party, and my friend who was expecting me at her house after the party. other than that. nobody. Just gone. A lot of people think after a close avoidance of death they have a sudden new appreciation of life. Well I still don't. I feel worse. Now my car is ruined....again....for the third time. I'm financially ruined, my bills are stacked, my rent is overdue, I can't afford to fix my car. It would've been more fucking merciful to just let me end my story there. Man plans, God laughs. I digress. As I thought, I kept thinking back to you. Despite my survival, I still made the promise to fully let you know. I don't care if you don't respond in kind, I accept that. I'm here to lay bare myself so I can finally find the peace to be free. I love you. I truly do. From the first day I met you in 7th grade I had a deep regard for you. I always got giddy in my stomach when you were around and excited when your name was mentioned. I tried to contain myself, mainly because at that age I was still trying to discover myself. But it cracked and showed a bit. when we reached high school, I calmed down and developed better restraint but I still got antsy when we talked. Shy. uncharacteristically bashful. Then when we hung out a year and a half ago, and we actually kissed, my mind continued to restrain my excitement but damn my body betrayed me. After death rescheduled my inevitable appointment, and that sudden fear took over my false sense of bravado, I need to let this out. To you. Whether I want to or not. Friday is the day I have set. I don't want to lose you as a friend, though I am prepared for that outcome. Growth of the new cannot be down without first the destruction of the old. And I will finally be free from this.