it honestly sucks that i cant get a job. im 14 and really want to buy my own things. my mother's $5-$10 allowance isnt shit.
I sexually assaulted a girl from my school once. On purpose. No excuses, I don't even feel bad about it.
I love sucking on a womens titties when their on top riding me. It's the biggest turn on ever. I could sit there and suck on their titties all day long. I like to pretend like I'm milking the crap out of them.
I want to have a good christian as girlfriend who respect herself, believe in god and would enjoy going to church with me. Unfortunately i only get attention of easy girls who don't respect themselve i look good kinda bad boy but i'm realy into religion and would never have a one night stand with these girls... maybe god is testing me but i know he will send me the right one, the ONE who will wait till the weding and will walk With me on god's path so i keep believe. God bless you all.
can't believe he cheated on me with that fat bitch,she's nothing compared to me
I need help. If you don't believe in God, then don't read any further because I don't need hateful comments debating His existence. I was raised a Christian and I never had a problem with my beliefs until a few years ago. Things started getting really difficult in school and my grandma got cancer and died from it. Throughout this ordeal, I prayed to God seeking guidance. I didn't expect Him to make my problems go away, I just wanted Him to assure me that I wasn't alone... But I got no response. It was like he was ignoring me. The only one I had was my best friend- I'll call her M. She was there for me through everything. Flash forward to last year. I had started to think I had a crush on M, but I figured it was because I felt very close to her since our friendship grew over time. I also thought maybe the fact that she was there for me when no one else was made me think I was in love. But as time went on, we realized we both had feelings for each other. Flash forward to now. M and I are dating. She is my first girlfriend and I am hers. This is my first homosexual relationship. I want to keep my faith in God and live a Christian life, but I feel too ashamed to go to Him when I am deliberately sinning by being in this relationship. But if being gay is such a sin, why did He make me this way? Why did He allow M to come into my life? Why did He allow us to fall in love? She's everything I could ever ask for. She is the perfect partner and I love her more than anything. I can't imagine my life without her. I know that God will forgive any sin, but I can't ask for forgiveness and then continue doing it. I don't know what to do. I am so lost... I want to be faithful, but M makes me happier than I've ever been. I feel safe and happy because of her. She means everything to me... And yet I am haunted by the fact that I know God doesn't like it. I can't bear to set foot into a church. I'd feel like such a fake. I can't even watch preachers on TV without feeling guilty. I'm sorry this post is so long, but I am just really at a loss... The few friends I have aren't religious, so they can't help me, and my family is super religious, so they'll just try to pray away my gayness. My mom thinks bisexuality is an excuse to whore around and that you either have to be gay or straight. I can't go to them for help. I need advice...
Poll time! Like if you think LGBRT is fine, leave a don't like if you think it's unacceptable and comment if you have other ideas about it or can't decide.
I finally lost my virginity to my friends mom but she called me something afterward and I didn't know what she meant. Dr.Time-an-egg? Is that a compliment or some old person slang ? I am 17
I ran away from home and started drinking heavily at the age of 14 to deal with my mothers death. Since then I've done cannabis, amphetamines, cocaine, extacy, every opioid I got my hands on, designer drugs from here to there, hell-of-a-lot-of benzodiazepines, psychedelics, you name it, all that to self-medicate my depression. Guess what, it doesn't work, year after year I fell deeper and deeper into my own self-made hell, alienating everyone around me, until after 11 years or so I got the bright idea of suicide. Didn't do it though, just decided to start living again. Stopped cold turkey, it felt like shit, but I thought I should suffer a bit for my own stupidity. I still drink occasionally, and smoke weed once a month or so, why wouldn't I. Now, I got to work as a graphic designer/photographer to support my lovely bride and our beautiful son. I still feel anxious from time to time, but I'm seeing a therapist. LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL
three hours to my 22th birthday and my dad (currently away from the city) just sent me a text saying that i am such an annoying daughter, a bastard, asshole, ignorant to parent's wishes and so on. lol what a nice pre-birthday wish I feel like shit now I shouldn't have been born