I just confessed my feelings for a guy I like and he hasn't responded..... I guess you can tell that means he's not interested
so I'm basically a whore. I'm talking to a lot of guys on tinder but I have a bf.... I think he's cheating on me. he's acting strange,contacting a girl he confessed to last year,etc I haven't met up with anyone from tinder nor do I have the intention to. we also just talk about normal stuff.no sex talk or flirting
I feel like a whore. I’m not sure why. I’m just a horrible person
so last night my little brother broke up with his girlfriend. He found a new girl not as cute as his last. My brother is 17 his ex is 16 his current girlfriend is 19. I saw his ex girlfriend crying walking away from the apartment. I walked up to her asked her what's wrong. so she told me, I told while she was sitting on my lap as I was holding her. you don't deserve to be treated like that you deserve better. she just was crying so I picked her up an sat her down in my car. an I drove her home, as we arrived at her house. she said I'm not ready to go home. so I told her alright let's go out. let's have some fun. I took her to the movies, to go eat, an we had ice cream. when we were in the car. she leaned over an kissed me an grabbed my dick. I just let her do it. I know I'm 12 years older then her. I don't care about age. I kept kissing her holding her. I told her I would love to see her again. she told me she wants to. so I drove her home. kissed her good night. an told her maybe we can get together in bed. she said we'll see. two months later, I got her pregnant best day of my life.
My brother is about to get married. During her bachelorette party she called me to pick her up. because she was really drunk. she started to tell me about. her feelings I just agreed with everything. then she started to hug me kiss me. I just let it all happen cause I loved her as well. I fucked her that night we woke up together.
I'm mad that I'm still not entirely over my ex from a year ago but people like my sister break up with their partners, cry for 10 minutes, then they're totally back to normal and hooking up with a Tinder date that night. I don't want to move on that fast, I think that's wrong and irresponsible. But I wish I could move on at all. I don't even want to be with him anymore and I'm still physically affected by his presence. His scent makes my heart race, his touch makes me melt. I'm still in love with him, but certain aspects of why we broke up are still issues, so I don't want to date him again. I just wish I could stop loving him.
I have a very rough past. I had so much things that happened that sometimes beyond what a child should even experience. They traumatized me as I grew always melancholic. But as what everyone said, I have a choice to make it better. It was hard because it seemed that you can't get out of it but I made it. I ended up not carrying my past. I was free from it. Then I met my boyfriend. He had an okay child hood. He tells me cute little things about his past and I love listening to them. But when its my turn, I have hard time because somehow all I remember was an awful past. And I rather not say anything than make up a lie and share that to him. I don't like sharing my past because that might make him sad. And I love to see him smile. And plus I don't like carrying baggage and sharing my past sounded like a baggage.
Loving two men is not easy. One of the men, is my husband of 18 years and we've been a couple for 20. I love him and can't imagine life without him. The other man is my junior high sweetheart. First boy I ever kissed. First boy I let feel my boobs or touch my sex. I love both of these men for completely different reasons. Of these two men, I've only had sex with hubby. I want a polyamorous life with both of them. Hubby already has his side piece. it's time for me to have mine.
When I first got into this relationship, my boyfriend was a virgin and I was not. I didn't have a whole lot of experience, but I had enough to think I knew what I was doing. I assumed I'd have to teach him a lot- and I was okay with that- but boy, was I wrong. He's so good. He makes me feel incredible. He can still improve on some things, but damn, he drives me wild. I, on the other hand, seem to have no idea what I'm doing with him. He doesn't like almost anything that any of my other partners liked, which is fine cause he's his own person with his own tastes, but... I don't know how to touch him. And it's so frustrating because I so badly want to make him feel the way he makes me feel, but I'm just at a loss. I know I'll learn him in time, but it's very frustrating right now and I just needed to vent.
I'm super nagged out. like I want to have sex but everytime I ask for it my husband is tired or there's not enough time. but I'm expected to blow him ride him bend over for him when he wants and it's making me feel gross and like I should just stop trying and doing things altogether.... I'm kinda ready to cry, it's just sex so why do I feel so fucking low