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100,299 I miss you so much, I miss the way you kiss me, the taste of your sweet mouth and the way you suck on my lower lip... I miss your hands running along the curves of my hips and sides and the soft gentle way you caress my chest and stomach. I can't wait to feel you deep inside me. We should have been each other's first, but we can start from here. I love you with my whole heart and am absolutely amazed that you feel the same way.



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100,298 Sometimes, I go to Amazon and research books I might be interested in or just look them up because I saw them referenced somewhere.

I have a broad interest in many subjects.  At the side of the book entries it lists the last 5 books you searched.

If I have a book history that lists any books on sex, UFO's or any other questionable topics, I'll go to the business section or the bestsellers list and click on several books to move the more  'acceptable' books to the history list.

That way if I die unexpectedly and someone uses my computer, they won't find anything unexpected.  ...  Just a modest way of preserving their image of me.



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100,297 What the fuck is wrong with you? I have never dated a lazier piece of crap cuntola in my life. She sends me this text,

"tat meow ouch to a fan restart tony"

Lazy cow. She has this habit of typing only the first few letters of a word and then just choosing whatever word her auto-finish feature on the phone suggests.

She typed "ta" as in "take", but the phone first suggested "tat" so she went with it thinking I should have the burden of figuring out what she was trying to say.  She's that fucking lazy.  Can't even type a word.  She's queen of the world and everyone else should drop what they're doing and spend 10 minutes trying to figure out what she meant.

Her message of,

"Tat meow ouch to a fan restart tony"

was supposed to be,

"Take me out to a fancy restaurant tonight"

I'm so dumping your lazy ass. BTW, take yourself out to a fancy restaurant you dinner whore.

Fuck you cunt! Or should I say "Fun yodel cum"



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100,296 I love you too.



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100,295 oh wow. i was at dinner , and I saw the hottest guy sitting a table away from me. I noticed him and he noticed we both kept looking at eachother, and he left and I was genuinely sad. ):



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100,294 I'm so happy you are out of my life bonita.  Hurting me was the best thing for me.  I wish you well.



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100,293
I am so fed up with your stupid status updates.  And jacob and bella as your profile picture? You're such a loser!



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100,292 I write stories about having your baby, it seems like it's more likely to come true that way. It makes me feel close to you again.

What do I have to do so you love me?



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100,291 I almost got into two accidents that night I left you in your driveway...sometimes I wish I would have died, just to make sure you never forgot me =/ - I hate myself for thinking that though.

I miss you kid, always will.



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100,290 we go to church together, we talk and text sometimes, we love to joke around but im starting to care about you. I pray God will allow us to be together, but you act like your not interested in me like that. i cant figure it out. Father will you trust me with mel?



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100,289 I am a femme lesbian and I'm sooo attracted to butch girls.  I love them to fuck me with dildos and strap-ons.  I want them to be my Daddy and I wanna be their dirty little girl.



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100,288
sometimes i change his name to your name in my phone just so i can get that feeling that i used to get when your name popped up on the screen.




i miss you.



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100,287 i love you so much, and i wish you loved me back.
you don't even know.



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100,286 I feel like I am judged on how clean my house is, how good my kids are, and the size of my jeans.  I want people to really see me when they look at me.  I want them to see the person I used to be.  Yeah, I'm a good wife, good mom, and good house elf.  BUT I am SO much more!  I feel like I have become lost in this big, wide world.  

Remember me?  I used to be cool.



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100,285 i love you so much that it makes me cry. you're incredible and detached and amazing and hurtful and wonderful and awful.

and i love you.

and i'm sorry.



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100,284 Trust is essential in a relationship.  Without trust, the other person has nothing to crush when they wanna hurt you.



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100,283 i'm not sure people really read tweets. it looks like a bunch of spammers following a bunch of spammers and no one is actually reading a darned thing.



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100,282 People are ridiculously stupid. They put an ad on Craigslist selling something. I respond saying I'll buy it.  I never hear from them. Um, why did you go to the trouble of taking a digital photo of the item and posting the ad online IF YOU CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO CHECK YOUR SPAM FOLDER FOR EMAILS.

That's what I think happens.  The seller doesn't know the potential buyer, so the email message ends up in the spam folder. Then a few days later the seller posts the ad again because there were no responses.  Doh!

People are ridiculously stupid.



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100,281 My biggest and best masturbation fantasy is about divorcing my wife and then during the separation period, she starts dating other men. I picture myself sneaking back to the house and hiding in the bushes. When her blind date drives her home, she sits in his car for a few minutes talking. Then they share an awkward kiss goodnight. She gets out and starts to walk towards the front door, but stops. She turns back and asks if he'd like to come in for a drink. Once inside, they sit on the couch with a glass of wine. They start to kiss some more. His hands start rubbing her breasts through her clothes. He unbuttons her shirt and teases her nipples. All the while I'm secretly watching through the window while jerking off.
  She reaches over and caresses the bulge in his pants. She undoes his belt. She pulls down his zipper. She reaches in and releases his cock. Dropping to her knees on my living room floor, she takes him in her mouth. Oh my god, my wife is sucking on another man's cock!!!
  I must have dozens of variations of this fantasy. It always makes me cum big. It's such a strong kinky sexual high that I don't think I'd even mind if my wife did divorce me. I'd looking forward to my future in the bushes.



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100,280 Fuck you guys
fuck you guys and your underhand comments!
as soon as I can I will leave and then have a better life than any of you will ever have!
fuck.



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100,279 When I flush I make sure there are no telltale marks left in the toilet bowl. If there are, I wait for the tank to refill and flush again. I do this as many times as necessary. O how I wish others would do the same.



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100,278 Sometimes it feels like I'm living my life on autopilot.



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100,277 She asked me to come to dinner with her tonight!  Hurray!  I hope this is it! I hope she pops the question:

Should we get divorced?

Oh god yes!



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100,276 Shirt tales aren't long enough. What gives? I want my polo shirts to hang 6 inches below the waist of my pants. Cheapo Chinese manufacturers! The shirts seem to come down to my belt level but no further. I have to tug and stretch just to barely tuck them in, which of course doesn't last and the shirt pulls out. What, like the fashion world thinks it's a good idea to have middle aged men walking around showing off their bare flabby midriffs?  

Not.



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100,275 i don't want you staying with her.
i know what happened last summer.
please don't.



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100,274 I'm having an e-mail based relationship with a wonderful man who can make me squirm in my seat from just seeing his email addy pop up in my mail box...

I don't know who I'm more concerned about finding out...my husband or my girlfriend...



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100,273 you're scared you'll find it with me.



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100,272 I once got my car up to 126 miles per hour. Zoom!



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100,271 I can't remember the last time I felt real pleasure.



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100,270 My secret is that I hate secrets. Why can't people just be honest with the ones they love? Why can't people be more understanding of life situations?

Sex is natural.... we all have it.



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100,269 why are you only nice to me anonymously?

i hope your friend told you about the wise words i once shared with him when he told me his story.



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100,268 When is the day where you legitly feel good about yourself?
It's weird to me to think about people who always do. Like seriously i don't understand when there's people who don't have something wrong with their face or body or whatever. It's like weird to think that some people live their lives without doubting their looks every second.
When am I gonna live like that?
Cause fir the past years... All I can do is doubt myself



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100,267 I often feel like a total failure.



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100,266 I used expose myself on the internet. Men and women would tell me how good I looked and would tell me to do things. It felt good at the time. Then my guilt set in. What was I doing to myself? To my body? I had devloped a personal friendship with one of the people I used to cam with. Then, one day, I cut off all ties with him and never returned to the sites I used to cam on. I had gone into a bad place then, but I am not in that place anymore. Still, no one knows about this secret. I feel finally telling it will help me to fully get over it. Thank you for listening and don't go down the path I did.

19 - Male - Kentucky



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100,265 When did church become a place you go to just to find a guy/girl??  Does anyone go there for God anymore??  

My secret?  Every guy I have liked in the past year goes to my church.  Guess this makes me a hypocrite.



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100,264 dear co-workers,

A: you annoy me. it's not that i don't necessarily like you, but some of the shit you say gets on my nerves. don't bitch at me for being tired because you, super mom, stayed up all night with screaming kids or whatever. you made the choice to become a mom, just like i made the choice to stay awake. stop telling everyone to stop bitching because you have it so much worse. you don't.

C: you give me willies! you're kind of creepy. and irritating. i'm glad a few others feel the same way i do about you. i'm a pretty weird person myself, but not the kind of weird where i make up stories about inanimate objects or what-fucking-ever. please don't assume we are friends, okay?

C: i loathe you. you're an effing douche! sometimes i wish i could duct tape your mouth shut. you never have anything productive to say and i'm tired of you antagonizing me all the time! you're not as smart as you think you are, by the way.

B: you're annoying. not mean. just annoying. and your jokes suck. sorry =/

K: i could kick your face in for getting my friend in trouble because you didn't want to do your fucking job.  stop your fucking whining, stop needing to know every little detail about our schedules and assignments and just do what they fucking tell you. they tell us what to do every day for a reason. you're dumb.

M: you're not in my department but you really come off as a stuck-up cunt. ugh.

C: i know what you said about me. you're fucking two-faced! i don't play that. so piss off.



fucking wankers...



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100,263 I am not good enough for the ones I care about and I know it... I am not good looking and so I just try to be nice to the girls I care about and expect nothing.



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100,262 I'm so fucking mad right now I could fucking shit. How can you believe that asshole Koala? I better not see him, or I know some fucking stupid austrailian bullshit marsupial that's going to the FUCKING HOSPITAL. FUCK. And you're falling for it. Really? Fuck, that pisses me off.



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100,261 I'm leading a guy on because I don't know how to tell him I'm not interested.



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100,260 I miss you. You've moved on, but not past. You won't get over me. You're angry, but that will pass, too.

I'll be here when you get back. Trust me, you'll be back.



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100,259 I sometimes walk around my yard late at night without clothes on. I'm talking like 1 AM. I find it invigorating. Not just in the sense that it's refreshing, but it lifts my spirits. I feel brave and daring. Sometimes I go all the way to the street and check my mailbox. Wouldn't the neighbors be surprised!

--47,F,married



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100,258 I feel like life is just passing me by and there's not a damn thing I can do about it.

F/43



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100,257 I love you so much.. your so important to me and i dont think you'd even believe it if I told you. Theres no hope of us ever going anywheres other then friends, but fuck I want so much more, everyone tells me the way i love you is like fairytale love,but i guess i'll move on now... i feel more like donkey then shrek.



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100,256
A.W.


I miss you so bad. I miss our talks and the awesome time we spent together watching tpb. You were a really great friend to me, and I am sorry I ruined it. There is a reason we met each other I'm just to scared to admit it.

n.v.



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100,255 Today was a good day actually but my eyes burned all day long. They finally felt refreshed when I finally cried tears of not so much sadness...but tears of relief, joy, defeat, hope and compassion. I don't know where to begin but I know this may just be the beginning of ME. I am at rock bottom and all I feel is gratitude for not sinking any deeper.

God, you truly do work in mysterious ways. Thank you.



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100,254 My fuck buddy became a lesbian while I was away, right after my girlfriend left me.  Some days it feels like god stacks the deck just to fuck with you.



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100,253 All I want is someone to lay in bed with me, in the dark, listening to old school jazz. Those are what my happy moments are made of. So where are you, Mr. Right Now?



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100,252 So, I guess I like Djordje, because he's all I thought about today and when I didn't see him tonight my mood immediately changed to being pissed off at everything...

I mean, I guess he's a bit young for me.. I'm 20 and he doesn't even turn 18 until September.. But he's so funny, sweet, he includes me in the conversation when everyone is speaking a language I don't understand.. But at the same time, the age difference, some times the language barrier, and I rarely see him.

I guess when the party happens tomorrow I'll see what happens..



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100,251
When I watch him playing with my kids like he's their father my vagina cries a little bit.

Tears of joy.  A lot of them.  Some might say it makes me wet.  I might be one of those people.

It doesn't take much to make us happy, guys.



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100,250 There was a guy who was one of my best friends all through high school. He had gender reassignment surgery. She is now living in a nearby city. I got a second hand e-mail from a mutual friend saying she was trying to contact me. I replied to the e-mail, but I never heard back from her.

I am secretly happy about that.

I don't have a huge problem with transgendered people, but I am not really comfortable around them either. The real problem is we had drifted apart before the surgery, and last time I saw her all we talked about was trans-gender this and hormones that...



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100,249
Are you abandoning me? I just need to know, I wouldn't blame you.



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100,248 To all the people who find it necessary to have loud cell phone conversations in public. Here is a secret: NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR YOU TALKING!

Why do you have to carry on and yell at the person on the other line? If it's because you have a bad cell phone and you feel you HAVE to speak in a louder than normal voice, get a better cell phone.

If it's because you WANT others to hear you, then that is just sad. But really, we the public, do not need to hear how he keeps giving his cell phone number to other girls. Really? That is what you want us to listen to? How you are being cheated on? Do you not care how this makes you look to the outside world?

Or are you so wrapped up in your conversation that you don't "see" that you are out in public, speaking loudly, and ALL of us can hear you. Do you seek attention that badly? How sad.

And more often than not it's women who carry on like this. As a woman to other women, STOP THIS! It just shows the world how sad a pathetic you are. STOP IT!

I feel the need to go up to these people and just knock that cell phone out of their ear and tell them to SHUT THE FUCK UP! But I know I would get my ass kicked or worse.

So, as a favor to all of us within earshot: hang up the phone and shut up.

Thank you.



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100,247 I did it in the bath. I'm sorry. I would like to stop.



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100,246 damn. the "friends" I have been ignoring and desperately trying to avoid have found out I am here and want to meet.

please get over this foolishness. we haven't been friends for a long while. One meeting is not going to fix this wreck



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100,245 Please stop hurting me...



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100,244
JW & EN need to fuck. IMMEDIATELY :)



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100,243 I'm so tired of losing you over and over again.   No more.



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100,242 I love BDSM and it makes me very afraid.



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100,241 My husband thinks we just had mind-blowing sex because we were "expressing our deep love for each other".

Sorry, honey. The sex was so damn good because I was incredibly horny, and half the time I was imagining I was with your best friend. You did a good job, but honestly, he does it better.



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100,240 Courtney....

Whenever you're ready....

Get off that high horse so we can just fuck like monkeys!!

Staring at you at church every week is making me crazy!!

No one would ever know, y'know...



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100,239 I had to let my belt out one more hole. It must have gotten wet and shrunk.



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100,238
We hadn't had sex with each other in a while
because you were always busy when I was free.

We met and went back to yours, leaving it late
so less chance of any people seeing us.

Had great sex, and you dropped me back.

I saw your facebook update in the morning:
'i'm a happy chappy today!'

Wonder why?
I was smiling for the rest of the day,
because I make you happy.



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100,237 "Genius" is sort of my specialty.



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100,235 I want you...



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100,234 i hope Marshall is right.
i want you to like me like he says you will one day. i hope you go to Haiti and come back so changed and i hope you like me like i like you one day... i'll give it time



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100,233 I'm a failure and she doesn't want me. Chemical castration can't be worse than this feeling.



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100,232 I'm engaged. In love. Though sometimes I feel so trapped.



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100,231 I keep looking for that perfect dress and lingerie for when I see him again.  Explaing to my husband the bill for these items should be interesting.....



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100,230 You don't realize how free you are until you have kids. Then you're NEVER FREE. I'm not saying that's a bad thing. Don't take your freedom for granted, people.
What I would give to sleep for 8 uninterrupted hours or to even just go to my car and go to the corner store.

NOPE! :)



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100,229 The only reason my sister likes me living with her is so I can deal with her kids and she won't have to.
Better yet, she's sending them all to my house for a week because she, "needs a break".
From what?! Goofing around on Facbook and watching Food Network all day too much for you?
Listen SIS, you know how I feel about children. I've made it very clear that I do not desire them at any point in my life. You made the choice to amp up your responsibilites three times, YOU deal with it.
You've taken the easy way out on your life, don't do it to your children.



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100,228 The way you pull things out of your ass leaves me mightily amazed.



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100,227 My secret:  When you are passed out and disgustingly drunk, I pour out your remaining vodka so you cannot continue drinking into the morning.  Also, everynight you pass out, I destroy something of yours. Maybe as a payback for leaving me lonely...



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100,226 you're the worst best friend i possibly could have chosen. you will never be as emotionally available to me as i need. but i can't do anything about it because i really have no one else.



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100,225
Straw that broke the camel's back.

Two weeks notice.  Two weeks notice.  

When I look at you, speak to you, or am forced to be near you in any way... it's the new mantra.

The way you speak to people is the reason that everything is going on the way it is in your company.  It's the way you speak to people.  It's the way you decide for other people that they ought to be grateful.  It's the way you speak down to people and belittle them.  It's the way you speak to your elders.  

Two weeks notice.  GFY.



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100,224 I can be your "friend with benefits".
It's not me.



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100,223 What did I do????????????????????

I was mad at my husband. Self realization, I was mad at myself. I'm in a slump. I was supposed to conquer the world by now. I was supposed to be on the Supreme Court and the Boards of several major corporations. I was supposed to be having dinners at the White House damn it! Instead I'm baking cookies and filling lunchboxes with peanut butter sandwiches, no crust.

My failure to reach terminal velocity and launch myself to the stratosphere is obviously my husband's fault because... because... because... Well, it just is. That's why I was mad at him. He'd go to his job. He'd get promoted. His grace with people, his intelligence, was being recognized daily. But not mine. No one ever thanked me for my talent of cutting the crust off the bread. So no sex for him. No asking about his day. No niceness for him. No birthday presents for him.

Over last winter it came to a head. He took a week off at Christmas.  He spent the days hanging out with the kids, making them laugh, reading with them, playing XBox with them, telling them interesting stories. "..and then the Sheik of Arabeik's turban fell into his soup!"  Hey I have interesting stories damn it! Did I ever tell you about the time I accidentally put Clorox in with the colored clothes...

At the end of his vacation we had a huge fight. It was late. The kids were in bed. He was in the garage putting a second coat of paint on my son's new hand built go-cart, which would get my husband into the finals - for father of the year.

I screamed at him. I threw a screwdriver at him. It hit his car and put a ding in the door. This finally made Mr. Perfect mad.  I had found his Achilles heel.  Needlessly damaging his $75,000 car upset him! Bingo! So I picked up the screwdriver and slowly put a large scratch along the side of the door while staring into his eyes.

He just stood there. He didn't even try to stop me! Ha ha I won!

By the next day I was a little concerned he would tell people what I had done.  Maybe our friends wouldn't understand that my husband deserved to have his car damaged because the kids love him more than they love me. Maybe our friends wouldn't get that point.  So I went into offense mode. I called up people and lied and told them how my husband had a temper tantrum and flipped out. I told them how he pulled my hair and spit on me. Why did he do these things? Because he is mentally unstable beneath his always calm and pleasant exterior.

My friends offered sympathy. One husband offered to come over and read the riot act to my husband.  I was given names of marriage therapists and a divorce lawyer.

But you ready for the really bad part? A friend gave me the name of a guy who was recently divorced. She said he and I should have coffee and share stories and see if maybe something clicks.

Skipping the details of me trying to quickly lose 10 pounds of excess in 3 days (and you thought I was cranky before?), I was empowered.  A new man would love me and recognize my gifts. He would put me on the highest pedestal for all the world to see.

Of course this long overdue recognition of what a good person I was started off a little on the shady side, with me "going out for groceries" wearing jeans, and then changing into a skirt I had hidden in the car.  Seemed a little tawdry, but I'm sure when Mother Theresa was first starting out, she used to secretly change into a clean smock in the bushes before meeting up with a hot priest...

Eight days of clandestine rendezvousing, culminating in another man's penis being inserted into my body. Oh look at me now world!  Aren't I the bee's knees!  My overachieving husband is home playing Parcheesi with our children in our warmly decorated family room. I'm holed up in a divorced man's studio apartment, laying on sheets that smelled like they hadn't been washed this season, my newly purchased Victoria Secrets thong crumpled on the floor (paid for with cash so my husband wouldn't know I bought it... bet the cashier ladies at Victoria Secrets get that a lot, women with wedding rings suddenly finding the need to purchase sexy underpinnings with cash...  not that Mr. Divorced even noticed the elegant sheer fabric of the thong fit for a queen, the way he tugged it off in two seconds in his haste to get to the hinterlands). Oh yes world, look at me.  I'm being groped by a man (30 pounds of excess) wearing Thom Mcan pleather shoes. There is nothing but beer and mustard in his fridge (is there some recipe I'm not aware of involving only beer and mustard?).  There are newspapers in his kitchen sink.  Why would there ever be newspapers in a sink?  And the pinnacle of modern bachelor design, pee stains on the white tile around his toilet.

And then he came inside me.  He did what?  He came inside me? He didn't even ask if that was okay. What if he gave me a disease? What if he was a Typhoid Marty? How would this be explained to my husband? My husband would leave me. He'd get the kids as I lay in a hospice popping HIV+ pills. Could I tell my friends I got the disease from a toilet seat while volunteering at the orphanage?

Oh crap. What had I done?

I went home and silently cried myself to sleep.

The next morning, Saturday, I slept late. My husband made breakfast for the kids.  Then he packed them in the car for a day at the beach. He poked his head in our bedroom and asked if I wanted to come. He always did that. Whenever he did these fatherly things, he always asked if I wanted to come along.  My answer was always no because he'd subconsciously use these events to show the kids what a better person he was than me.  In the past I was on to his game and instinctively knew it was better to stay home and sulk - that would certainly show the kids what a better parent I was.  But on this particular Saturday morning, with another man's sperm probably still swimming around inside me, my husband suddenly seemed genuine. He seemed to really want me to come along and share in the fun. So I hopped in the shower (making sure to wash down below twice), put on my bathing suit (10 pounds of excess and all), and joined my family at the beach.

What a journey this has been. I cry sometimes. I never used to cry. But I cry sometimes now. I'm filled with guilt over my blindness and what I did.  I have tears of sadness at how I treated my husband for all these years. But far and away my biggest sob sessions are tears of joy knowing what a good man I married and how I almost threw it all away.

This evening, me, my husband and the kids will be going to a picnic concert in the park. I think I'll make some peanut butter sandwiches, no crust.  I'm really quite good at it.



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100,222 I tend to be a wee bit melodramatic.



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100,221 I always wear two shirts so that my stomach fat is less noticeable...



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100,220 I know we said we wouldn't text or talk often because of the risk of our spouses finding out; and he said he would set something up soon, but the waiting is killing me....



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100,219 A whisper of smoked gouda mixed in with the cheddar, that's the secret to a superb macaroni and cheese.



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100,218 Go short on crude and long on nat gas - free tip of the summer folks!



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100,217 I can't fuckin stand you! Stop fuckin callin me your best friend cuz I'm not your fuckin friend anymore! You lied about so much shit---stupid shit at that! I knew you were lying when your fat ass said ppl mistook you and your brother 4 beyonce and jay-z when u were younger! Bitch u look nothing like beyonce and I saw a pic of you from when you were younger cuz we just left your house that day and you looked far from anything that could almost look like beyonce and you have no damn brothers! You lied about your "father" in new york! You lied about so much shit! You almost ruined my friendship with my best friend! And most importantly, you lied about Jasmine! Here I am thinking I was about to have my 1st girlfriend who you claimed was your cousin! I went and told everybody I was so excited and you lied about her! I will never forgive you for that! I hope you burn in the hottest place in hell bitch!

P.S I do not want to be your fuckin child's godfather! You probably lyin about that too you unoriginal, swagger jackin whore! Do not EVER text me, call me, or hit me up on Facebook chat again! I do not want to be a part of your melodramatic life!

I never knew what it was like to have an enemy until I became your friend LMAO! And to think this all started back in 11th grade when I brought you a hotdog from 7 11.......I should've just said no lmao!



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100,216 I'm scared of relationships cuz I've never been in one. I've never felt handsome. My confidence waivers. I want to have sex with a guy because I don't know how to please a girl but yet I want to marry a girl and have a family. I'm tired of being the runt of the litter. I miss my best friend D. We've been friends since 1st grade! But now him and my other best friend B are closer to each other. They always hang out with each other and I hardly get invited. A while back we told each other what our 1st impressions were of each other and how much we meant to each other. Our other best friend T joined in and from their words, I didn't mean as much to them as they do to me. I wish I could go back to when we all went to school together and I was in the forefront of the group and actually be important. I've always been slightly jealous of my friends. They look better than me and girls like them. I've always been ridiculed all my life about my looks and my weight. So no one has told me they're in love with me. I want my career to start so I can work hard and have people actually notice me and I can take my mind off of my insecurities. I like this one girl at work. I hope she likes me back. She's cute, funny, and not one of those scutter buckets. If she rejects me, idk what I'm going to do. I just want to love and be loved in return. I'm sick of being alone and lying to myself that I am fine with that.



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I keep hoping he's here when he's not. Keep wishing. I won't. I need to remember that we're not a logical pair when all I want is a taste, A moment. A firework....
Be my flicker in the dark baby.
Be my moment of beauty.
make me feel wanted, when I should know well enough better
Can you at least pretend for me? Sweet N.. sexy dearling N?



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100,214
I wear lighter colored shirts so my dandruff is less noticeable.



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100,213 Masturbation makes me feel guilty. Why is that? I'm not hurting anybody. No one even knows I do it. So why am I hit in the head with such an enormous feeling of guilt?



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100,212 If she chooses him I will kill him. Plain and simple murder suicide. He gets killed for being a dirt bag, she gets to live her life knowing what her selfish actions caused, and I finally get to die. God, now I am almost hoping that she chooses him.



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100,211 I don't remember the name of the guy I lost my virginity to!



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100,210 OMG!!! I squirt now!!!!! :)



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100,209 I'm a full grown adult and I have a nightlight in my bedroom.



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100,208 I say I do not smoke because it's terrible for your health. But really, I don't take cigarettes when people  offer them bvecause I'm TERRIFIED I'll get addicted right away!!!



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100,207 It was never real to begin with. Now even the laughter is gone. Everything I loved and adored is gone. Again. Nothing but emptiness and pain. Again. Could it be that this dream has ended in one of the worst nightmares imaginable? If only the good were true and the hideous a dream, yet I fear the peace was the illusion and the unfathomable sin and evil betrayal the reality. Why is it this wickedness follows me. Was my every good effort completely in vain? I cry out from the very depths of my soul. I will not be broken! I refuse to let bitterness steal all that is good in me. I will love in the midst of hate. I will return good for evil. This rotten earth can eat my body, but my spirit I will not sell!



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100,206 I don't know the last name of the guy I might lose my virginity to.



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100,205 When someone offers me a mint or gum I immediately assume it's because I have bad breath and they are trying to help me. Gee thanks, but the embarrassment ruins me for the rest of the day.



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100,204 When I am involved in a project, I end up doing all the work. Why is that? Some people talk big and act all important like they are in charge. They say they will take care of various details. But in the end it always seems to be me who does the work. People constantly disappoint me.



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100,203 When I think about sex, I don't think about love. How can they possibly relate?

I have a guy and he loves me and he says because of that, he wants to have sex. But the only way he could do that is to teach me how to love- physically. After all, I only think pain and depression can come from it.

I have another guy. I absolutely love him and he's never tried to do anything sexual with me because he knows I'm not comfortable. I mean, we've never even made out. I've gone farther with a girl than I have with him and I'm mostly straight (and I'm straight edge so it wasn't after drugs or drinking).

Is it bad that I want the first guy to teach me how to love?
Is it worse that I only want to learn so the second will try?
Is it even worse that I'd be happy to never have sex again so I can live happily ever after with the second? All I want is to be loved with all his heart. Not most of it.


You know what? I hate you, Timmy. I should've sent you back to juvie. Because of you, I don't understand love and I never will. I hope you burn in Hell, you asshole. I'll never forgive you for what you did five years ago. I should've told Nick your name. You'd be dead.



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100,202 I'M IN LOVE WITH MY FRIEND I KEPT IT FOR ALMOST 5 YEARS AND STILL I DONT KNOW HOE TO TELL HER...



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100,201 i hope you're enjoying the photos ;)



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100,200 i find intelligence a genuine turn-on. when it's there, it embodies every truly great thing about sex and connections and everything.

it's no wonder, then, that i don't have regular sex. i think i am completely doomed. i'm busy making sure that i will be fine with being alone if that ever happens, because i don't think there are many people who would look completely beyond only the physicality of attraction to see something better beyond!

intellect, humor, good conversation and creativity (the particular things i like) are not likely to be searched for in our present society.

:/ i hope it will be better for me one day...



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