I think that I like boyish women with short hair because they look like, well, boys. I'm not sure that I'm straight, bisexual seems more like it. I'm a dude.
I will not use an online dating site, ever again.
I'm sick of porn, I want and need a real woman.
I'm so desperate for sex that women over 50 are an option to me. I'm in my late 30s. They pay me no mind at all.
I don't tell me you love me, and then pretend I don't exist.
Do you ever wonder like... what if the person you're meant to be with is someone youre 100% unable to be with? Like someone from other country. Someone famous. Someone completely outside of the circle you run in. Like movie shit aside, people who run in totally different circles or groups of people rarely interact. And if you dont believe in "soulmates" or "meant to be," then think like... The person you fit with the absolute most. cause I think of that kind of stuff.... A lot. And I find it really weird.
I wish I could just fall in love with somebody who loves me back, is good for me, and maybe actually lives in the continental US. That'd be great.
so my husband has been fucking my "best friend" for about two months and she doesn't know that I know. we're poly and she knows this but she still went to him behind my back. he of course told me right away but I've waited to see if she'd tell me and she hasn't yet. I'm just upset that she feels the need to hide something from me JUST to hide it and that she's clearly not the friend I thought she was. she's due with her first baby in a couple weeks and if she hasn't told me by time she has him I'm cutting her off (which means he will too). to make it worse we've even had several conversations where I've expressed that I would be ok with it and that he doesn't do anything sexually without me knowing. she's constantly telling me to leave him too because "he doesn't love you like he says he does"...yeah he's not the one who's lying to me. (the only bright side is I getting excited about sharing him so at least I'm still getting something out of it.)
I have been having issues with spotting for 14 days. Two months ago, I started birth control pills, and I am still adjusting to them. It is a possibility, that I am going through, hormone changes. I thought, the spotting, stopped, today. I told my boyfriend about my spotting issue, and thought, it stopped. We had sex, protected of course, and found out, it was still happening. I was embarrassed. I should have declined, but I was the one who was selfish. He had the most shocked look on his face, and his expression mortified me. He was trying to act like what happened was okay, but it clearly wasn't. That wasn't the only goof up I've had, in this relationship. This relationship is very new. I wouldn't be surprised if he wants to be with someone else. He seems to be understanding of what happened, but I don't know what he's thinking. I just have to accept what happened. Anyway, life goes on. Ugh.
I think everyone secretly hates me or hangs out with me out of pitty. I am weird as f*ck and not in a good way. Almost like creepy weird cause I try to hard. I hope my son has a easier time making freinds like his dad.