I get made to play chipmunk
I like following cosplay girls. I like cosplay, and a lot of the cosplayers do a good job. But some of them like the ahegao face, and they should stop that. It makes my pp hard.
I've faced traumatic experiences when I was a child. I can even remember them. But why is it that unlike other people, it seems like I don't care at all? I mean, I can recall feeling terrified to the point of wheezing and trembling. But when I recall it now, I feel nothing. I'm even good with the person who sexually harrassed me. Why? I feel numb most of the time.
I sat on the toilet longer than I should've, I almost forgot to get up and put my pants on without cleaning my ass.
I write stories about sex
I posted two of my stories today on Facebook
Finally, I decided to donate organ. I hope after I die my organ will continue the breath of dearest person in their family and keep their life offer this world for longer. Thank god for bless me to do that.
why do girls stop talking to you when you ask them for their snapchat? I dont get it...we were just having a romantic time half an hour ago, WTF happened??
It's been weighing on my mind every now and then. There was this beautiful girl just down the street from where I live now. I didn't feel anything for her but just thought she was pretty. I learned she was peggo and just quit using heroin when she found out. She had a wonderful child from what I hear. I've never seen her baby up close or talked to her since before she was pregnant. After she gave birth and was able to become mobile again she went onto the local fb page and asked if Anyone had any spare baby supplies. My spouse took action and replied right away. We had twins just before her and since we were in a good spot in our lives we could easily replace everything. Her S.O. was still using and sold everything she had got before the baby came. I wanted us to be able to bring her shopping for everything her baby needed but with her SO it was bound to get sold off again. Coming back from work I would see her walking with her child with the things we had given her, it made me happy we could do something but felt that we could have done more. It was only half a year later I received notice of her passing from OD. Her boyfriend egged her on and she started using again, unfortunately it was her last. I was sadden to hear it so. All I could think about was the baby, I hope the child will have a better life but wish that it could have spent more time with the mother. A week after her service, I had seen everything we had given her at the end of her driveway by the side of the street. I try not to think about it too much but it still weighs heavy in my heart. I hope she's in a better place and her child is doing well.
I have two online relationships with two goth girls. one lives in vegas with me about 2 miles away. and the other is in ohio. My mom only knows about the ohio one. If she finds out I'm cheating on my original gf, she'll end me. I'm scared.