I have been in love with him for quite a while, but i knew it wouldn't work... We were toxic for one another. So i left. After 4 years, i find myself having a job in his hometown. Even he doesn't live here, he lives in another city, i still hope seeing him when i walk down the street, i imagine what i would say to him.. And i get scared because my feelings are still strong. But i know he hates me. For leaving. I can feel it. And also sometimes i feel connected with him.... Maybe it's just my imagination...
i know by saying this it makes me a shitty person but i truly TRULY hate my 4yr old nephew with a passion. He's a different kind of annoying and i pray to god he doesnt grow up just like the person he is currently. He's only 4 but his personality is clear, he likes things to go his way, he wont respond or reply back unless if he feels like it, doesnt listen for shit, acts out the biggest tantrums ever and is constantly harassing his little brother. The thing is, it's not even about his parent's parenting at this point, my other nephew turned out the complete opposite, he's the sweetest and nicest kid around it's just his older brother that has issues. He's been like this ever since he was a baby. Even his shrilling voice and stuck up face annoys me now. Im a shitty person that has nothing better to do than to hate a 4yr old but thats why im here and not bitchin about it to other ppl. I mean who knows, things might change when he's older but i cant help but think he might grow up to be a drug addict and homeless by the time hes 17 lol I'll stfu now
Hoe is it I can have these amazing mind-blowing orgasms with a guy on the phone that I will never met in person? I crave him like a drug. I want him like I want nothing else. I have seen his picture and if we were to meet, I would definitely eff him. I'm so screwed.
I was molested as a child but I never told anyone about what happened because I enjoyed it
I have been catfishing this guy for a few months now. We have great sexting sessions and phone sex. At first I didn't do anything to respond. Now, when we do it, I'm actually turned on and get off on it. He gets into my head like no one else. Not even my husband. And he has fallen in love with me. The absolute worst thing? I've fallen in love with him and his wife. And they can never know who I really am.
I have a family, parents, aunts, uncles, a boyfriend. Yet I feel so lonely. Everyone is interested only in their own needs and wants. I might be an idealist or a fool. Either way I feel like I don't belong in this world. I am getting scary thoughts. I just needed to get this out into the world. I want to know if there are people in the world who genuinely care and support others when someone is clearly struggling.
I was out drinking at the nightclub I usually go to. At some point that night I find myself with a friend, that I dont really talk to, but we know eachother. Now it still feels like all a blur. I cant remember if it was flirting or me just talking about random stuff. I'm fairly certain it was the outfit that caught his eye. 10+ drinks in me, I was drunk, I could barely walk, my words were slurred. I find myself cuddling up to my friend. Then out of no where he kisses me. After cuddling for sometime, I get up out of nowhere to sprint to the toilet. To vomit. About 3 steps later its done, too late. Ive vomitted. (side note: surprised I wasnt kicked out after that.) After that I remember having a dart, thinking I dont want to walk home alone. I was mostly just wanting someone to walk with me, but my friend wasnt actually drinking, and was able to drop me off. I spent 2 hours outside of my house after closing time, in his car, making out, (was really surprised since vomit breath). And things were escalating. My neck, my breasts, my theighs covered in hickeys. In my head was running, "I dont want to have sex." From how rough this guy was, I remember my legs shaking. And in my heart, I know it wasnt the cold. Sometimes I wish I could go back in time, and tell him, please dont put my seat back. Because after tearing apart my fishnets, gliding a knife along my skin, and I didnt know if I was ready for this. Now theres clear access. And I had no intentions, and Ive never found myself in a situation like this. Ive had a similar story but that much longer and complicateder. The main connections are me saying no. Letting it happen, even though I'd rather not. And I didnt think it was going to happen, because I had been drinking, but it happened anyways. idk if I felt trapped, but I didnt try either way. fucking me in the most awkward position and sucking on my neck like a vampire. I notice someone literally walk right past the car on the road, I said something and he practically shaked it off as nothing. Now what I cant get off my mind is consent. Is what we did okay? Because a general rule is no. But sometimes I find myself losing my voice when I am very vulnerable. Idk if this is technically classified as rape or not. But it just leaves a burning image on my mind of him.
Having conservative Filipino family is hard sometimes. Like I have a boyfriend and yeah it make sense to hold his hands and hug him and even kiss him. But to my family it's a disgrace to do those because we've only been dating for one month. Like what am I suppose to do with my boyfriend then? Stare at him from afar?
I had a sex dream about a friend today. Not just any friend - I've known her longer than I've known my own girlfriend. She had a thing for me back when we started talking, but it wasn't mutual. At the time, my heart ached over my separation with my first love. Since I moved on from that, there's been more women who never really pinned me down like the first. This old friend of mine and I had a silent phase, I think because she was hurting. We've been talking again, though, but I've found someone who's got me pinned harder than I've ever been. She's amazing. And here I am, finally attracted to the one I denied for years. Funny how life works. It doesn't compete with my feelings for my girlfriend, though. I never said the words to anyone, including her, but I think I'm in love. Oh, life.
I broke up with my abusive ex nearly 5 months ago and hes been harassing me almost daily. I've had to block at least 4 different phone numbers and emails and today he emailed me from his brothers email saying if I get a restraining order against him hell tell that my parents are undocumented. Help?