No one cares. Since I know myself, and I'm 25 at this moment, I was always a lonely guy. I never had much friends, today I have 2 which I only talk 4 or 5 times a year. I spend all my weekends since ever on computer, playing games or watching series. I never had a social life. I never had a girlfriend. I only kissed a girl in the lips once. I don't have any contact with girls since my 16s. Fortunatelly, I do what I know and like as a job. What bothers me is not having a girlfriend, is actually not having anyone to talk. It was my fault, I agree on that, but I had and I keep having so much family issues that took away some of the freedom I wanted, and nowadays I'm a very homey person. I also don't have or use any social network because I believe that disconnects people from the reality and make them avoiding the problems. The only way my life would spin 360º would be if emigrate, but that won't probably happen. Finally, with this post, my feelings will be forever in the internet and someone might read and judge it. I'm sorry for the bad formatting text, I believe isn't worth reading this way. Sorry also for the english, I'm not a native speaker. Like I started, no one cares.
Im addicted to the thought of making him smile
I don't want to have kids.
The internet is like Crack to me!
What's the point of a sports bra to have that lil pad like is it just to cover my nipples cuz that's all it does. Cuz anytime I lay down my tits are tryna come out and standing up they're the same as usual like I got no support going on but it's comfy af probably cuz it feels like I have nothing on
It is said that when one door closes, another one opens. But I've closed so many doors that I'm stuck deep down in a bunker without any chance to escape.
I always try to skip the last episode of a series till the last possible date, because it always makes me cry .. Seeing Himym is ending soon & Psych ended the other day, i cried to psych ...
Once upon a time, there was a little girl. Her parents were divorced and she went to see her father on the weekends. There were times when she would complain and cry to her mother the she did not want to go to her father's with his wife and new family. But because she craved love so much, once she saw him she would become overjoyed. This craving for love was her ultimate demise. Her mother became lonely and began seeing someone. After awhile the mother decided to move in with the man. The little girl was cautious of the man but her desire to be loved won over her Cautiousness. The man pretended to be her friend, someone that loves her.She came to trust him. He began to tell her of things that people do when they love each other. He also liked to play games , he would play poker. the pot started with candy, then became clothes. After the clothes it became ''favors," soon full on sex was happening . She did not question what was happening for a longtime. When the girl started middle school she began to realize that she wanted to have relationships with boys her age. She wrote a letter to give to her mother in third person explaining that something was happening with a friend her and was going to see what advise her mother could give to her friend but the man found it first. He explained that the letter would hurt her mother and he would go to jail and that in jail he would he killed because at what he had done. He made it seem as though what he had done was not wrong but that no one would understandthe show of affection / Love. From then on he was always accusing her of being slutty/a whore at school and making her feel as though she did not diserve other people's friendship let alone love.His shows of ''love" did not stop until she ended them when he finally married her mom when she was 17. She graduated high school a couple Years later and then went off to live in her college dorm room, which was only 12 miles away (not the original college she wanted to attend that was on the other side of the state hundreds at miles away). When she was in the middle of her second semester she went to see her mother during the mother's lunch break at work. while sitting together the daughter began to cry and the mother began guessing what could be wrong. The mother finally guessed right. The mother sent the girl home to pack a bag of things that she would need to take to her brother's so that she would not have to go back to the house for a while. The girl had told her mom that she did not want to go to the cops initially but a months later she realized that she had to. After the visit it was determined that the best thing would be to obtain a confession. So the police hid cameras and microphones in the house and had the mother ''interigate" the man with the excuse that she had to know what went onfor all those years. When they had enough, the police surrounded the house. The mother lead the man out the back door and he was brought to the ground (forcefully because he had said that he was ex navy seal) , his nose and mouth were bleeding by the time he was put in a car. It took a year for the sentencing , he recieved 30 years plus, 5 years house arrest, and 5-year probation. He was 55 when he went in. I chose 3rd person because even though it has been 3 years Since the conviction, it is still difficult to talk about. From 6 years old to 17 years old is a long time. If those weren't extremely important stages in life I could confidently say that it no longer happened for most of my life. But since that age range has so many stages at physical, mental, and social development it just seems useless to try and be so optimistic. Not a complete loss though. I do have a fiance now and I am on medication to help with the depression.
I am single at the moment and for the fun of it I started at badoo and started checking out guys there. before I was sad because noone liked me... now I am allmost sader than before, because I have to break so many hearts, and I hate to harm people in any way ... ❤
I love my girlfriend, at least until she starts talking.