Confession #18 I figured out why I like being choked during sexy and the conclusion I came to is, when I get choked by my boyfriend really hard, my body gets all tingly lol and it makes the sex alot hotter.
i am trying to live like a cow. it's going well
my father married my daughter and had a kid. I am my own grandpa
Blunt Confession: I don't understand the government and society as a whole, I am about half a generation behind everyone else my age and when I get around them it feels like I'm in the stone age.
Confession #16 This one is kinda a dumb confession, but anyways, I live with my boyfriend and his family with our kid, sounds kinda "trashy" ik, but its because I have alot of problems with my family because they only adopted me to get more money, so they treated me like shit and I finally got the courage to leave when I met my boyfriend, so yeah 17 years, almost. So I'm extremely nervous that my nieces are coming over tomorrow to spend the night. My family is really vindictive and evil, so I've been so worried that they sent my nieces to like do something bad. Plus I'm curious why they are spending there first day of summer with their aunt and nephew.
I got my wish...he's gone, but blocked me from Facebook...yeah, so what! Good riddance!
Date-Guy/Pseudo-Incel-Update (9 month my first relationship): I got my proverbial shit back together, I feel more sane and well-ajusted than ever before, we still love each other as much as we did on the first day, if not more so. We're going on a vacation soon, which is/was my birthday-present for her. My love-life is better (and way kinkier) than I could ever have dreamed of, but I love every second of it. To use a metaphor from a song I know, if loneliness and selfhatred is a valley, I started my journey from there and, for now, I stand tall on the mountaintop, gazing down into the vale that lies at my feet. It was an interesting journey for sure, and I learned alot along the way. But back to less esoteric stuff: The months since my last update were...not interesting to you, dear reader, I fear. Alot of physical love, a bunch of interesting and really deep conversations, luckily no fights yet. I gained a few pounds, but she doesn't take offense from it, let's just say I look "well-fed" again, and not like I'm severly malnourished. All-in-all, things are still going strong. Have a nice day.
I talk really loud, when I get all excited or anxious, it's like I'm a puppy. Everyone always gets mad at me and tells me to shut up or they say that I talk way too much but the thing is, I just hate that everyone is always on there phones, just being around my roommates all the time, has got me on apps like this because no one wants to talk to me..
When I was a kid, I didn't like brushing my teeth because my mom told me that plaque happens because the bacteria on your teeth are building tiny cities, and you have to brush to keep them from building cities on your teeth. Well I felt bad for destroying their cities and making them constantly rebuild everything, so I avoided brushing my teeth. I don't remember when or why I stopped thinking this way and just started brushing my teeth.
I'm so confused about my ethnicity/race. So my father is Mexican but was brought over here, in the US, at age 5, and my mother was born in the US (like me) and so was her father but not her mother. Her mother was in Mexico. Having said that, what am I? I know I'm American first but my race?