So I wanted to trick my cousin with a little prank so I acted like Ariana Grande.(Of course she believed me) So we were texting and this is when I knew my cousin was a pervert!!! She asked for a NUDE....then she sent one!!! I immediately stop talking!!!! THE HORROR!!!! Anyway this is a question too what should I do?
I am a biromantic demisexual girl. But to simplify things, I'm essentially a bisexual girl who is EXTREMELY picky. That being said, I also have a lot of trouble making friends, so when I do make a friend, I get really intense feelings for them just because they're nice to me. Eventually the feelings will fade. I get crushes more easily than a banana gets bruises, but it's hard for me to really fall in love. I currently have a girlfriend and I love her with everything I have. But I recently got a job with my mom and now her friend is trying to play matchmaker for me and this guy who's a couple of years older than me. He's really awesome and I'm making friends with him. So the thing is, I have this intense crush on him. I don't want to like him this way, but I do. I just want my stupid brain to get over it already. I love my girlfriend, not him. Besides, even if I was single, he'd never date me. I doubt I'm his type. He's a hardworking country boy who's a huge anime nerd and car expert, and I'm just an average suburban white chick who doesn't care much for anime and knows nothing about cars. Our music tastes overlap a bit but he doesn't care for my favorite artists. My biggest problem though is that I'm still in the closet. No one knows I'm bisexual or that I have a girlfriend. And I don't know how to tell them so they'll stop trying to push me and this guy together. I don't want to be tempted while my emotions are being irrational. I'll be honest, I wouldn't mind dating him if I was single, and maybe in the future if my current relationship doesn't work I'll pursue him. But I don't want to right now. I also don't want to push him away on the off chance he actually does like me. I'm just feeling conflicted. Anyway, sorry this was long, but I felt like I had to confess to somebody that I feel this way...
:/ anxiety really don't does suck so I read to numb the pain
To : You,who was so shy toward me. Fr : Me, we took selfies together and it was amazingly cute! ; It was our first encounter, when we couldn't even say a word because of our shyness. It was our first glancing, where i smiled at you, while you glared at me shocked. Problably because u didn't know that i was going to smile at you. It was our first converstation, when we played UNO together with ur brother, and mine. You told me how to played UNO bcs that moment suddenly i forgot how to play it. Bcs u were distracting. Oh God, i was fascinated by ur beauty. It was our parents , who always teased us. Ur mom told you to sit across from me. And the next day, ur father told u to sit beside me. Those are our first moments. It was on Christmas, and u were my Christmas present, my favorite. Those are the moment i will never forget. I'll never forget. And everybody's going to get those moments as a reply when they ask me, "how did u meet ur eternal love?" And when soon,our kids will happiluy tease us, "Tell me how u both met!" Or this question, "What made u love Dad?" Those are moments, i started to believe on true love. Those are moments, when i started to fall in love with u.
any girls want to roleplay on kik or snapchat? comment id's below
The date went great, he is a nice guy, and we even had sex. But why tf is he so obsessed with giving me oral 90% of the time, and refusing me to do the same? I think we don't match well, neither of us likes to receive but prefers to give....
I fart when sleeping. Sometimes I'd stay up late at night so my bf would fall asleep and wouldn't hear me. There's nothing I can do about it. I hate it. I hate when I fall asleep before him because I'm 100% sure I'll fart. To be honest I moved out because of this. He obviously doesn't know it, he thinks I did it because things didn't work out between us anymore. But they would have.. If I wasn't so insecure about this little fart-in-sleep thing.
I dont have anyone to talk about this except to the confesster community. I hate my parents. I ABSOLUTELY hate them. Ever since I was little I've always been hit by them with either a hanger or a belt when I did something wrong. Whether that mistake be a simple math problem or a moral lesson. The pain of being hit carried on till i was basically in 10th grade. I grew up also watching my older sister getting the "special treatment", she was not hit the same way I was. She was scolded with words while i was taught with physical pain. I remember my father hitting me with a metal boomerang i won as a prize. I'm sick and tired of having to "respect" them out of fear. Even though they're my parents i no longer wish to do so. I'm sick of being pushed around by my spoilt brat of a sister just because they're more partial to her. I'm lost at words at the moment so I guess i'll just stop here.
Living with a bunch of girls doesn't mean living with a bunch of goddesses. Yes they are "nice" but when there's bad apple in the bunch, they whole place is gonna stink like a pigsty.
Sometimes i feel like there's a person out there thats really my other half and i really miss him even though i haven't met him yet and it's really painful.. does that make any sense to anyone?