I am 27 and one of my neighbors is 16 he is like beggin me to fuck him every time he goes to play soccer or to the gym comes by my house and asks me to let him use the bathroom and give him some water with silly excuses that he forgets his keys or something like that also tries to press against my body when he has the chance and touch my dick, also bends over to 'tie his shoes' and sometimes is not wearing underwear, I consider myself straight but its been so long I had sex and even sometimes I find myself staring that fine ass he has.
I'm about to go into high school and I'm really nervous. I'm trying out for the cross country team and the girls soccer team that has won the district championship seven years in a row plus I'm taking all advanced classes and an advanced placement class. To top it all of my 5th grade English teacher wants me to help him teach the middle school ukulele club. Any ideas on how to make this less stressful without dropping anything?
Honestly... I hate it when people say they are inspired by others who have lost weight through a surgery. No. No. No. That is cheating. I don't care. If you lose weight through portion control and sport then yes you get to be admired at. Hats off I have respect for you and your efforts. But how can you be excited by the fact that you're losing weight without even bringing any effort into it. and this is coming from a fat person so don't bullshit me.
I went to the gym and can't sleep 😨
I'll kill all gay kind starting from you.
Im really over my narcissistic mother who only cares about herself. At my age I want support. Cheer me on while play my last softball game understand how much school work I have and I'm starting fall behind because of your bitchy attitude. You call me a bitch but you're the adult. Im supposed to look up to you. I asked you for one thing. And you had to say the most negative thing. You said you have things to do when in truth, you could have been proud of me by watching me win my grand final. And you call me the bitch. But you stayed in the car doing nothing. All I can say, I cant wait to move out and never see you again. Because that gold medal means nothing to me, even though I did pretty well. It means nothing because you weren't there enough. You missed so much, I'm on my last straw so think wisely.
A lot of times I feel like sad, self-hating garbage for no reason. I wish I'd just be happy again but I'm simply not and I don't know why and it sucks.
I don't even manage to do one single push up. That's how weak I am. I regularly try to do some home work out, but after a few weeks I just forget about it and my muscles shrink again and then it's even harder to start again. It's really hard for me to start a work out routine because my life doesn't have a fixed structure, my time plan changes regularly and I am so forgetful.
i feel free, i love parkour
the undertaker's final match, all the wrestlers from his 1990 survivor series debut match (those who are alive) should be either ring side or in the undertaker's corner