sometimes I feel like I have nothing to live for, I'm very tired of all I have to be going through. my home was once the only comfort zone I had being someone who suffer from social anxiety problem, but ever since a relative of mine moved in, I feel like I'm living in hell sometimes I think it would been better if I no longer exist, at least then I would have nothing to feel.
I'm just 14, and I want some, let's say, more intimate stuff done with me. I want to be tied up I want to be gagged I want to be blindfolded I want to be tickled > I want to be covered in oil I want my stomach played with > I want my belly button played with The thing is, I'm too young, and even so, I don't have anyone. I really really want it though...
I'm not stating which way is which, but I feel like I should be the opposite sex. When alone, I enjoy doing things that are usually looked down on to people of my sex (I don't know how to phrase that properly), and when I'm with others, I really don't feel like I'm my true self. I'm incredibly pessimistic though, and I doubt anyone I know would be accepting of me if I decided to tell them. One or two might be accepting, but I suspect they'd probably actually just make fun of me.
No one respects me. I'm a fucking loser that's only good in pushing people away
I had a chance to have a gf that would love to give bjs. But I acted like a stupid asshole and lost her forever.
I'm too awkward and insecure to get past first date stages in relationships i think. also when i go to have sex i get super nervous so much that i lose my boner.. i didnt use to worry cuz i dated some girls but now i'm 24 and getting worried what if i can never have a gf or wife?
I got a ton of pimples suddenly. Like a teenager going through puberty. I'm in my kid 20s though, and I don't know where they come from, because I haven't changed anything- no new meds, no new crap in my diet, no more stress than usual, I change the bedsheets and towels as often as I always used to. The products I use are the same ones I've used for years or at least months. I feel so bad about this because while you're a teen, it's at least normal to have pimples, but as an adult, it's not. I've never been so self conscious about the way I look.
I don't think I can fall in love anymore.
the rich gets richer, the poor just gets dirt poorer
money, money, money. that's all i ever hear about and it's all what i constantly have to worry about. they say it can't bring you happiness but im sure whoever said it wasn't in a financial crisis. one day i would just like to wake up rich so i could fully support my family, especially my mum. just the thought of helping other people in need too just brings a warm fuzzy feeling inside. if that's not a goal then i don't know what is