so i have crush,we've been talk almost a month but we rarely talk now... how am i suppose to do ? is it possible that he is looking for someone new? because all guys always left...
My boyfriend thinks I'm cheating on him, all because of his Christmas present. I feel like I'm in one of those RomComs where a minor misunderstanding stirs up a lot of trouble. The story is: I had the perfect idea for a present for my boyfriend, so I texted my one male friend (who my boyfriend has always been jealous of) because said friend has some connections that might help me with that. He couldn't promise me to get it, but is trying. Now what you have to know is that my boyfriend and I are the "No secrets" type and look into each other's phones. And I forgot about deleting the chat history. Suddenly, my boyfriend wants to look up something on my phone, and while he's unlocking it, I panic and snatch the phone out of his hand. He could see me deleting the chat history with my friend. It turned into a big fight because I first didn't want to tell him why I did it, and when I finally admitted what it was about, it already sounded like I was trying to make excuses. And I can't even show him the chat for proof anymore. This probably sounds a bit like my boyfriend is overly jealous, but honestly, the way I acted and stuttered, if it was reversed, I would also assume he cheated. Especially because it happened with someone he already was cautious about. I really hate the situation, because I think he'll never get his proof and even if he eventually believes me, there will probably always be doubt. All because I wanted to make him happy.
I have a guilty conscious. I worked at a customer service center, and the department I worked in for a long time transferred to another customer service center, and had to leave the program three months ago. The location I worked, tried to put me in another department, but it wasn't a fit for me, so I left. I tried to work doing something else, but I am used to customer service. I applied to the location, where the department I worked at relocated. They called me right away. I told them immediately that I used to work at a program that relocated there. They were fine with that and put me back in that program. I am training in my program, that I have worked in for over two years. My class doesn't know it because I still have to be trained by the company's standards. I don't know if my trainer knows or not. One of the people who is directly from the program didn't remember me right away, but I remembered her. I reminded her, and then she remembered me. I told her while the class and the trainer was in the room. The trainer walked in as I was leaving, and the trainer asked me if there was any thing wrong. I said no, that I was talking to the manager from the program about the company, and left. I didn't want to say anymore. The trainer may know or she may not know, but what matters is that those that hired me knew. The guilt that I have, is that I have an advantage in my training class. I feel that it is the hiring department's job to tell the trainer about my experience in the program. I almost wanted to tell her, but kept my mouth shut. I had to tell the program manager, because there may be an document or information with my name on it in past records. My name is an unusual name, so questions may be raised. I felt I told the right people (the hiring department, and the program manager). So, I am going to continue the training, as requested by the company. Whoever reads this, what is your opinion? Would you feel guilty? Would you have told the training class that you already worked in a department, or would you just sit back, get retrained and not let anyone know your previous experience?
it would be a amazing world to love in. if there was no age limits. I would be so happy to marry a sexy little girl at the age of 13. like it was back in the day
I'm gonna taka a break from writing erotica.. its exhaust me sometime, draining all of my sex juice from my brain.. and I think it's not good for me...
I love being made to act like a dirty girl,really turns me on. I get so wet when I wear no knickers and a short skirt when I'm on the bus going to work. The thought anyone can see my pussy is amazing.I also like being spanked by my friend (girl),she is rough with me which I love and she sometimes sends the video of her spanking me to people in my phone book.I often play with myself while reading the naughty replies
so last night my little brother broke up with his girlfriend. He found a new girl not as cute as his last. My brother is 17 his ex is 16 his current girlfriend is 19. I saw his ex girlfriend crying walking away from the apartment. I walked up to her asked her what's wrong. so she told me, I told while she was sitting on my lap as I was holding her. you don't deserve to be treated like that you deserve better. she just was crying so I picked her up an sat her down in my car. an I drove her home, as we arrived at her house. she said I'm not ready to go home. so I told her alright let's go out. let's have some fun. I took her to the movies, to go eat, an we had ice cream. when we were in the car. she leaned over an kissed me an grabbed my dick. I just let her do it. I know I'm 12 years older then her. I don't care about age. I kept kissing her holding her. I told her I would love to see her again. she told me she wants to. so I drove her home. kissed her good night. an told her maybe we can get together in bed. she said we'll see. two months later, I got her pregnant best day of my life.
My mother never really spend quality time with my brother and I when we were kids. She's always busy with work and always have a night out with friends. It's always my dad who took care of us. And my dad was okay with it because he doesn't like going out much. He likes to stay home. I know my mom loves us and she's always been a sweet mother and gives us affection we needed but not the care my dad did for us. My mom can't really cook, she don't give us baths, not the typical mother stuff. She just goes home and gives us affection which is nice. Now, we moved to a different country and life changes to all of us. Now she has to learn to cook and do what typical mothers do. And it's the US which basically, social life is different. My mom have lesser circle of friends and after work, she goes home, same as my dad. My brother and I grow up and we started wanting to live choices for ourselves. The idea of family being always together is almost gone because everyone is busy with work and studies. On my birthday, my brother couldn't come because he has work (he decided to come the next day with my friends). It saddens my mom because she wanted birthdays, christmas, and new year to be a complete family. But sometimes it's so hard to make her understand that we are growing. It's not the time anymore where she can cook for us and do the taking care because we are grown ups. Sometimes, I feel like, it saddens her because all the things she does now are the things she wants to make up for during those times when we were younger and living in a different country. Those times she probably never realize how her family should matter more than her friends. I feel bad not tasting her cooking sometimes or when I can't come on certain occasions because I have work. I know I will barely see my mom soon I move out but I want to cherish that moment with her. At least still appreciate the realization and changes she did for herself to us. But it's hard because now that it's kinda too late for her to be the mom she wanted, that's when she decided to be a mom to us. I have a boyfriend and she can't understand why I wanted to go away someday with him. My brother wants to buy a house and she can't understand why. For her it felt like we were a bunch of little kids running around. And now we are young adults having two jobs, in college, and doing our own thing. And she's pretty demanding and I hated it most often but I can't do anything about it because she was never really a caring mom to us. Always busy. But I love her very much and I never forget the affection she gave us still. But one thing I learned is that, before it's too late, I do wanted to give the most care I should do for my kids before they grow up. It's a title of being a mom after all.
Three years ago i posted that i wanted to drive an old Van and visit places around europe, but couldnt because i was broke. Now, i have a new job, and a Volkswagen T5. pretty funky how life sometimes does that.
They going to put me in jail for forging my father's signature. I don't have time and I'm stupidly made that signature look OBVIOUSLY forge. Stupid !!!