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170,699 once in a blue moon, even the desert blooms.



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170,698 I want your slimy tongue in my mouth. I want everything of yours inside of me or on me. You are so fascinating.



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170,697 I'm having chest pain but I've already been to the ER twice. The ER already dismissed me. Couldnt find anything the first time. Second time when the pain was spreading to my knee and leg they dismissed ot as sciatica.Please, this is a scary enough Halloween. I don't want to die. Please let my lymes test come back positive and then I can go on anti biotics and get better and get on with my life, right?

If I want to have a baby later in my life, will I be selfish if I chance giving the baby my disease? Or is life still a thankful gift? Will my other half still want to take care of me? Will he marry me?

Please just let me live, please... I have so much to give to the world before I go. I finally realized its not death I'm scared of. I'm scared of not contributing and helping.



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170,696 Being intelligent is such a challenge! Thank you, others, for pointing this out in a way that hurts no one. I'm constantly told that I am just too difficult to have a conversation with because I know more than people and even though I'm gracious about it they still feel uncomfortable and inferior. Ok? I am working on being more receptive to body language cues etc but I'd like to think that I'm already emotionally intelligent. I have a professional engineering design job so it's very technical and challenges me which is great. But talking about rain gardens and bioretention facilities and invert elevations all day at work gets me talked out in terms of "shop talk." So I thought I was doing ok with others by not bragging about the big words I know and instead trying to have conversations about how the 0% interest rate is going to stay that way as recently announced by the Feds and the impact that could have on our economy. Not politically - who cares there - but just in terms of logical steps set in motion by that "simple" action, what it means in daily life for the normal joe. When will I finally date someone who can have these conversations casually as well!?



But seriously when.



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170,695 Addiction is horrifying. For the addict; who is in denial, which is so many different things. Some people think denial (in this sense) is a term that means looking the other way. The problem with that is the addict is well aware what levels they are sinking to, how they are using and abusing others, and they are definitely aware of how they are degrading themselves. They know they are not using the drug in a sensible or normal way as others seems to be able to. Denial in the addiction sense means even though they are aware of the depth of their addiction and they still think they have their addiction under control.



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170,694 As a kid I was taught to not take candy from strangers. But if I dress up in a plastic face and costume it is encouraged once a year to go door to door and ask for candy from strangers.

No wonder Americans are screwed up.



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170,693 Message to the knucklehead society....
NEWSFLASH! When you are on the freeway and someone is behind you, DO NOT WASH YOUR WINDOWS.....its like taking a pee on my car, and you can be sure, I will get ahead of you and return the favor!



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170,692 Ahhhh, Halloween....my head is spinning on which woman to fuck! it's tough...can't be everywhere. maybe the huge boob woman who will be at the concert.  she offered her room to me that night.
Maybe the tall sleek Rockchick who offered to see me on Sunday.
Maybe the hot older Realtor who already fucked me, and wants more.
I love when she grabs my cock and says "OH MY!"



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170,691 I like Halloween. But when kids that are teens and older start coming around it kind of loses its appeal. Love to see the little ones though.



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170,690 So sick of being married.
I am your wife, not your roommate.



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170,689 Two years ago I was giving out candy on my front porch on Halloween night.  A 19-year old woman came up to me dressed as Hot Slutty Thelma from Scooby Doo.  Sweet Jesus Almighty, what a sight.  I love Halloween.



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170,688 I love Halloween.... girls use it as an excuse to dress slutty. now I just have to decide which girl I want to fuck.



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170,687 The thing about BPD is you're so scared to tell your SO for fear that they leave you. But BPD may end up being the reason why they leave you anyways. I can't fucking win. I need to talk to some one. Badly.



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170,686 planned parenthood can screen for breast cancer. pink ribbons cannot. I'm confused about why people do the things they do.



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170,685 Does the color pink cure cancer? Indeed, what is with all these whackos wearing pink to to support cancer awareness? All 49ers fans should now wear pink? What the fuck does that do?  What gets me is everyone gloms on to this new meme as if they are saving the world. Then they sleep soundly at night thinking they done good. No. Scientific research saves lives. Not wearing pink. What silliness.



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170,684 Now that I'm well into my middle age, I'm finally understanding that all the getting drunk, getting high, and casual sex was just to fill the emotional void that had been created from the awful things I went through in my youth.  I'm glad I figured that out now.  Maybe I can live the rest of my life in peace now.



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170,683 The key to life is Keith Davis.



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170,682 Love yourself, and you won't have to demand anybody's respect.



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170,681 All throughout their young lives we teach kids not to take candy from strangers. Then on Halloween we encourage kids to go out and take candy from strangers, in the dark no less.



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170,680 I often think about letting you go. I love you immensely and I know you love me too but I am ultimately unhappy which lead me to realize that this isn't enough to keep us together. You lack compassion and I can't help it but feel so empty. It's not good to be alone in a relationship. It all became too monotonous. I don't understand how this makes sense to you but I figure it must be our completely separate lifestyles now. I had been optimistic since the first day I met you and I thought things were going so well but now they have changed. It's breaking me. But thanks I guess, because I'll remember to take the best out of the present moment.



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170,679 I have three daughters.  I've subtly and not so subtly given them the following lessons.

1.  Be A Lady.  Not that you have to prance and lift your finger when you drink tea.  Be a woman of dignity that earns the respect of others through your behavior and dress.

2.  Never Hit A Man.  If you escalate any relationship to the point of violence, you do not know the outcome.  Do not trust that some young man will never hit a woman.  I don't care how angry you are, never hit.

3.  Respect Yourself.  An off-shoot of #1.  People may or may not treat you with respect.  Sometimes you must demand it.  The only way to ensure that is to begin with respect for yourself.

4.  Empty Sex Is Empty.  Don't be fooled by the Sexual Revolution.  Men will get away with as much as they can for as long as they can until they have a better option.  Have fun but don't expect commitment just because you're having sex with someone.  Don't equate hedonism with liberation.

5.  Be A Real Feminist.  Support women's positive choices at every turn.  Work, stay at home, whatever.  Be Happy!

Not earth shattering but a SECRET I've kept from my wife who lives the life listed above yet seems to want to preach the opposite.



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170,678 I hate to say it, but I think the real reason I didn't like my last rabbi was because I found her so unbearably ugly to look at. I felt the same way about one of my students. They were both very sweet, genuine people. They just gave me the creeps with their ugliness.

Whew. That makes me sound so shallow and horrible. Then again, it's not the worst thing I've read on this site, so I guess I'm not completely terrible.



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170,677 #tay
I miss you terribly...
I miss not hearing about your day, whats going on with your kids...
I hate not being "allowed" to comment on your FB posts...
I am so lost without you...
I am here if you want to contact me...



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170,676 There's this dude I know. He's a racist shithead. He constantly posts crap about blacks, muslims and jews. To make things unbelievably worse, he's a public official. We live in  a small town. But still, how come our local newspaper rag hasn't come out against his bad behavior? Where is justice on this? I kept thinking someone needs to take him down a few notches.

Well........ God to the rescue. Two weeks ago the guy had a heart attack.  Had to have an emergency bypass operation. He survived and is back up and functioning. But hey, there are no more racist posts on his facebook page. I think God scared the crap out of him. Way to go God.



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170,675 Girls are getting easier and easier to fuck. sure is making things FUN!  the way men SHOULD BE!



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170,674 I. RESENT. YOU.



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170,673 Since I have been off my meds, I have this overwhelming compulsion to shoplift. I haven't actually done it though.



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170,672 If you ore obsessed with sex, don't worry about it. I used to be the same way when I was young, but I eventually lost interest. I can't be bothered to masturbate or do anything else anymore. If my hubby wants some, he can jerk off in the shower for all I care.



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170,671 The more time that passes since our split, the fonder my memories of you become. That sucks, because I really wanted to continue to feel justified in leaving. Guess we both had our issues. I need to look forward, not back.



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170,670 I've had 5 male bosses.  4 have been cool, 1 was an asshole.
I've had 1 black female boss.  She was cool.
I've had 4 white female bosses.  All of them were crazy, condescending, insecure, suspicious assholes.

I think I'm noticing a pattern.



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170,669 What I liked most about getting off my narcotic pill addiction is how I started feeling like "me" again.  When the drug haze started to lift - there I was!  It was like saying hello to an old friend again.



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170,668 Hot damn, I just spent the night making out with a cute 19 year old German girl. At 46 I thought these kinds of hook ups were fading fast. Maybe not.  But I am also a very happy to be single guy...



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170,667 I got drunk one night and put my e-mail address into ashleymadison.com to check it out.  When the site got hacked and suddenly you could check for users' e-mails, I was sweating bullets.  Thank God I didn't use a credit card.



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170,666 I'm a stocky Latino guy, I can't stop thinking about cross  dressing and posting an ad for guys with this fetish to come fuck me. I managed to snag myself some female clothes, now I just need the makeup a wig, some heels and a lot of courage.



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170,665 It's like that Miley Cyrus song. "If you mean it, I'll believe it. If you text it, I'll delete it."



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170,664 Oh, you texted again! This time, you asked me what I was up to? Why don't you call me and find out? I think it's really time to break up!



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170,663 I'm thinking about breaking up with you. You texted me "You ok?". If you REALLY thought I wasn't ok, why wouldn't you call?



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170,662 I just cringed a bit.  I was looking at a map of my state when I saw the hometown of a girl I knew in college 20 years ago.  I was so lonely back then.  I was awkward and had no friends.  I spent my weekends alone at home with my parents.  One day in class this girl told me and some other people her home address in this town.  It was an easily recalled address.  A few weekends later I was so bored at home that I hopped in my car on a Saturday night and drove 80 miles down to her house.  It took almost 2 hours.  I looked at her house for a second, turned around, and drove 80 miles and almost 2 hours back.  I wasn't interested in the girl.  She wasn't pretty.  She didn't sexually excite me in the least.  She was kind of funny looking.  But I was such a loser that I spent almost 4 hours to drive 160 miles, look at a house for a second, and drive home.  And that's not the only time I did something like that.  I'm glad my life has improved.



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170,661 My secret is that back in my day we were all perfect little angels.

Yes perfect angels. And if we ever did slip up - I mean nothing more serious than forgetting to say "sir" or "ma'am" - then we asked the teachers to please beat us. then we went home and asked for another beating by our fathers.



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170,660 i miss you

please visit me sometime in my dreams

your death has made time frozen for me



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170,659 both of my ex wives cheated. so now i try to fuck every married woman i meet. payback. its a vicious cycle. you would be surprised just how easy it is. I honestly dont think its possible not to get some on the side. you may love ur other half, but life gets boring, and getting bent over and fucked in a work closet brings a big level of excitement.



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170,658 Met a girl at a party. She invited me back to her apartment. When we got into her bedroom, she told me the names of all her many stuffed animals. "This doggie woggie is Jonas. He's my favorite."

To look at me was to know how much I loved the parade of all her little friends. My face was beaming and I let out more than a few squeals of delight.

The whole time, on the inside, I wanted the stupid bitch to shut the fuck up and open her legs. What the fuck made her think a guy wants to meet her fucking childish toys?

After I creamed in her pussy, she went into the bathroom. I took the opportunity to rub my wet dick all over Jonas.

What a silly cunt she was.



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170,657 My wife. Holy shit. Did a horse kick her in the head??

You want frustration, try talking to her. Oh dear God she is the biggest idiot I've ever had to deal with.

Get this. She started a new job this week. Good for her. Each day I asked how it went. She said today was rough, her boss was out sitting in reception all day because the regular girl quit.

She then went on to say how she didn't have time to go to lunch all day because her boss was home sick.

I was confused. I asked her again. "Wait, I thought you said your boss was sitting in reception?"

"She was, all day."

"But then you said she was home sick."

"That's right."

"I'm not following."

"What are you dumb? My boss was home all day so I couldn't go to lunch. Now I'm starving."

"But you said your boss was in reception."

"Yes, that's right! How many times do I have to say it?"

I let it go for a while.  I putzed around the house lamenting the huge mistake I made in getting married to this imbecile woman.

An hour later I had a eureka moment. I asked my wife, "Is it possible that you have two bosses?"

"Yes, of course."

"Don't you think you could have told me that sooner.  Do you see how confusing your words were when I thought you only had one boss."

"Well you should have know I have two bosses."

"Why should I have known?"

"Because everyone has two bosses."

"They do?"

"Yes, of course they do, now stop bothering me with your dumb questions and maybe try to pay attention more to the conversation!"

Moan.



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170,656 I hate being interrupted when I'm speaking. Like I'll be in a setting where I'm telling a story, and someone comes over and starts saying something else.  Fuck you moron. I'm talking. It's my turn. Wait your fucking turn!



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170,655 I'm always chasing the horizon but never catching it.



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170,654 I'm a white cis male who's never consciously come across a rape victim, yet the mention of a rape makes me feel like there is something crawling under my skin. I find it more disgusting than murder.



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170,653 I've been super sick and on anti biotics and medications that mess with birth control, so I've been out of commission with sex for at least a month~

I have a pretty low sex drive, but dang have I been craving sex a little bit more intimately than some sex driven addict. What makes me most excited is the opportunity, the mood! The feeling more than anything. A little hard to explain, but damn does it make sense to me.



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170,652 Admission to failure does nothing for me.



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170,651 I love you so much. I wish it didnt hurt this much.



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170,650 Eric email me tomorrow please I want to talk to you. I want to hear your voice



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170,649 The thing I hate about being I love is the thought that maybe at long last I am not alone, then the day I wake up alone and realize I was not understood at all and he is gone.



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170,648 I use to hate rainy days because it was harder to find drugs or I had to pick up the kids so I couldn't cop, and I had to stay home so I couldn't enjoy the damn high (if I was even enjoying it! The lies we tell ourselves).

Now, I love it! Made a nice family meal and now we are kicking back and watching some Netflix. After the kids go to bed, I'm going to fuck my hubby silly. 😉😜😃

Good night guys! Smooches!

36/F



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170,647 it's true...
Men ARE only as faithful as their options!



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170,646 I dabbled in pills for a few years, came close to becoming a daily addict but pulled away.  I told myself I was better off, and I know I was right.  But in the years since I've never been able to do anything the least bit difficult without wishing I was high.  I know that the fun would burn out very fast, and I know exactly what kind of pathetic junkie I would turn into, the promising future I've worked hard for which I'd be throwing away, all those days and nights of wanting and yearning and finally just barely managing to feel like a real human being for the first time in almost two decades.  This is good, I tell myself.  This is good, this is good, this is good...

I'd do anything to have a bag of heroin, oxys, anything sitting right in front of me.  Life is fucking stupid and enervating.  Fuck it, being a junkie isn't so bad.  We all die anyway.

I believe the second statement much more.



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170,645 I have no pity for the thug aka student who got dragged out of her chair.

I am a 6Ɖ" BM, ex-football player.  I have had a dozen or so interactions with police and I was always respectful and calm and NEVER had an incident.

You are choosing to engage with someone trained to dispatch threats with as little collateral damage as possible.  When the girl escalated to striking the officer in the face, he was WELL within his rights and duty to drag that girl out of the class.  The theory goes, if a criminal would shoot a cop, who won't he/she shoot?  If she swings on a cop, there is no telling what she is capable of.

If we excuse bad behavior because of age, race or gender, We are the ones being racist or sexist.  Expect good behavior from all.



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170,644 Latuda has given me my life back.



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170,643 So my dispair became too great. I finally sought after counseling about 20 years "too late". It was great. The entrance meeting felt lifting. The follow-up (first appt) wasn't so great. Then I got a call. That the most main psychological clinic in town was not qualified to assist me with my problems. WHAT?!? But they would be happy to help me look for a new clinic (over an hour drive away, yet I have no car).
Then I get a boyfriend that says antidepressants are bad & he lost all respect for me to be on them. We broke up because he's a pompous douchebag, but I found myself off the meds. I have my moments that I am glad to be off of them, but rarely.

Advice to clinical psychologists, don't dump someone over the phone, telling them that they are too fucked up. If that office can't help me I'm pretty sure no one else can, either. Talk about no fucking hope.

I want to revisit medication. It's been hell. I can't move, I can't function.



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170,642 Tom Hickey was the greatest man I ever know. He had his faults like we all do, but he was honest with me. He gave me more insight at age 17 than most get in a lifetime. I know this to be true. He was honest with me, and many men like me. He lived a humble life dedicated to helping people like me. He was truthful with me. He showed me how to live, how to die and most importantly how to see the joy in life in all circumstances.

Even in death, 10 years removed, he is with me.

This is what legacy is about. A man's (person's) legacy is equal to their love. Read: what they did for others.

I'm a lucky man, because he taught me how to think, live and die with joy.

M/34



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170,641 I recently went off my depression meds and my sex drive has been through the roof.

I posted on Craigslist ad looking for a cock to suck and finally snagged myself a local hung "Str8" guy that lives near my neighborhood. Since he wants to be discreet, he only has agreed to meet with me under certain conditions. All 3 of our encounters have been in the dark. He also wears a condom when I blow him so I haven't tasted his dick or precum yet. However he has a nice set of balls that he loves to get sucked, their the best tasting balls i've had and they fit so perfectly in my mouth. I also have explored his body a bit with my hands and his nipples are furry as well as his belly which I love.

Getting him to cum has been difficult though mainly because of the condom, last night I sucked him for over an hour and he ended up leaving because my mom got home from work and it killed the mood.

Sucking his cock has made me happier than any medication could, the only problem has been the pain im my body from all the head marathons I've given him so far. But Life is good for now and now you know why.



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170,640 This is what I've learned from ten years of "testing the waters" with women I know on Facebook to see if they're interested in a romp, be it in person or online.  Out of about 30 women:

5 women wanted to fuck me immediately
5 saw what I was doing, didn't like it, and unfriended me
2 claimed not to be interested, but made contact with me after I stopped making advances
3 liked the attention and participated back, but then felt guilty and stopped
15 were flattered by my advances and still like talking with me.

There you go.  25 out of 30 women liked it (at least for a little while) when I came onto them.



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170,639 Thank you, thank you, thank you for sharing your experiences with pill addiction.

It has been 3 weeks since I have stopped mine cold turkey. They say it can be dangerous. But they also said it was safe for me to start taking in the first place. I have not been healthy. They told me I had bipolar disorder and that I was sick. I trusted them. I am so angry for polluting me when I was young. I feel better now not taking them. I eat healthy, don't drink or smoke, manage my stress, get enough sleep so my body can handle the withdrawals. There have been some rough days. But I do feel my strength returning. I feel more "me" than I have in a long time. Please tell me there are more like you.

-the "other" 36/f



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170,638 I did a lot of pills from 1992 to 1993.  I had a medical problem, and soaked my doctors for narcotics.  I claimed I was always in pain.  I thought I was in control, but I never was, and of course I turned into a drug addict.  I popped pills for about 16 months, morning, noon, and night.  Twice a week I'd go to my doctors with tales of pain to get prescriptions refilled.  I started eating up the morphine pills my mom (the cancer patient) had.  I couldn't control myself.  I was making excuses for why her pills were gone - the kids ate it!  Just like an addict to make absolutely stupid excuses.  Of course they knew I was doing it.  I found out later that everybody knew.  

At the end of the 16 months I decided I needed to fucking change if I didn't want my life to be a wreck.  I went cold turkey and started running to replace the urge for pills.  I was a nervous wreck at first.  Psychologically it was very hard.  But as the weeks went by, I started feeling real strength coming back into my body.  I guess the narcotics had messed up my adrenaline and dopamine, and I could start feeling my body becoming powerful again.

But 20 years later, I still look through people's medicine cabinets for pills.  It's not as desperate when I do it now, and I can walk away without success and be fine, but I still do it.  I wouldn't recommend anybody ever get hooked up with narcotics.



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170,637 i love pussy! can't get enough of different women on rotation!
life is grand.



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170,636 So many teenage kids on drugs where I live. Parents look the other way. Or at times the parents and kids do drugs together. The kid becomes dad's supplier. This is in upper middle class suburbia. This is who we've become.



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170,635 I've decided to stop taking all those junk meds but I haven't told anyone.

You try telling someone you believe you were misdiagnosed with bipolar disorder and that big pharma is poisoning you and see how seriously they take you.



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170,634 I take enough Seroquel to stun a horse but I still can't sleep.



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170,633 I love my hard throbbing cock. Women do, too.
sometimes i stroke it and just admire it.



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170,632 To the poster below, thank you. I thought I was alone. I never say this out loud, but I too measure very well on the intelligence scales. As a result I've been given incredible educational opportunities free of charge. I've had multiple professors tell me I should join their ranks. It's a blessing. But oddly enough, it's also a curse. I go into situations and quickly see where a problem lies and the possible solutions -- whether it's a mathematical derivation, or how the secretary is writing down everyone's lunch order. Others don't see the problem looming and fight to make sure nothing changes. It can be very frustrating, but I learn to compartmentalize. I tell myself I don't care if they are unsuccessful. Not my problem. The things is, I do care.  When something is wrong, and I see how to make it right, it pains me to look the other way or suffer the wrath of fools. Being smart. I love it. I hate it.



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170,631 I have (had) an acquaintance since high school who always thought himself a genius.  He's not.  He once told me that he was thinking of joining Mensa.  The statement struck me as odd, because I qualify for Mensa, and I can tell when I'm talking to somebody as smart as I am.  Maybe he's a little above average, but he wasn't a genius.  He's also very obese, has a theater degree, lives in a dirty shack in a run down part of town, and has a job doing medical billing.  So he decided he was a genius to compensate.  Meanwhile, I have several advanced degrees and run a major program in a major company.  I'm not perfect at it (I hate my job), but I basically have the job that reflects my actual intelligence.

He's also very liberal, which is fine, but he's "indoctrinated," which is not fine.  He gets into online arguments on politics, and when he's losing he starts trying to sound smart by saying his opponent "is making strawman arguments," or "moving the goalposts," or whatever other internet term he learned that he thinks makes him look smart.

He posted something on global warming that was simply wrong. I made the mistake of replying about how the parameters of the scientific method means that he had to use another argument.  I never said he was wrong, just that he had to adjust what he was saying.  Holy shit, in he started with the "you moved the goalposts" and "you're making strawman arguments."  I lost my composure for a brief moment and reminded him that I had been formally educated in the scientific method, and he had not, and his internet education will only take him so far.  The response was predictable, and he unfriended me.

My mistake.  I shouldn't have said that to him.  I should not have replied to him on my level.  I should allow people to live their fantasies.  It doesn't matter that he was overcompensating and pathetic.  So am I in some regards.  I should have let him live his life thinking he's a great mind.



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170,630 I hate women bosses. Petty, emotional and shallow. Business is a chess match. It takes planning and execution as well as strategy. I have never had a women boss effectively manage. They are in the role for PC reasons only.

48/f



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170,629 My neighbor has been running a car repair business out of his garage for the last couple a years. The other day he gives me crap cause my kid kicked a soccer ball and it landed in his yard. Well fuck you asshole. I called the town and they are coming to inspect your garage. You're not allowed to run a business in a resident neighborhood. You're done. Bah bye.



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170,628 You're blame is misplaced, and it makes us both suffer.  Why can't we just tackle life as a team, working out problems without raging and blaming.  It feels like you look at the world and see only what I've done wrong.  I can't live with this much longer, one way or the other.  I haven't decided which.



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170,627 I have a MENSA IQ. I was tested (multiple times), went to  a school for gifted children (saved y life, really) and proceeded to fail out of college because it could not hold my interest. So yeah, Mensa IQ.  Not that I really give a fuck about it, it's not like I am using my brain power to cure cancer or anything (much to the chagrin of my parents who, for the life of them, cannot understand why I am not the next Rachmaninoff, Marie Curie or Benjamin Franklin). I am content living my life the way it is now, middle-class income, no kids or husband, fun job with limited responsibilities (and yet I a my own boss, so I'd say I have used my intellectual capabilities to make my life easier), cute little house and gobs of friends...

What sucks about having an IQ such as mine is that it makes dealing with idiots almost unbearable. I literally want to kick people in the face sometimes, simply because they cannot analyze a situation as fast as I can or cannot follow my train of thought. It's unfair of me, I do realize that but it still is horrendously difficult to contain. And it has nothing to do with a superiority complex. I don't feel superior to anyone, I just feel tired that I can hardly ever meet someone to intellectually spar with me. So I downplay my intelligence and try to pass it off as wit, because it is less threatening that way.  Not a huge problem in light of every other tragedy going on in this world but in MY world, this is unbearable. Ugh.



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170,626 you don't have to prove to me you're beautiful to strangers
i've got loving eyes of my own



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170,625 I need to stay present in the moment as much as I can. I'm easily and selectively dazzled by the dreams I had before all of this. It might do me well to find a tree I can climb, and sit there and think of you, where ever you are. I sometimes do everything, and say everything, when I should probably do less of both. So I will leave it right there and send you my blessing and thanks for brightening my day.



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170,624 There's this guy who I cannot stand that live a few houses down the street. Theres something about him a vibe , that doesn't seem right . I honestly have a feeling this guy is a crook  or a rapist every time I see him passing by I get discuss  by him.



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170,623 In life, if you mess up then fix it for the next one.



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170,622 I am sorry I am the failure



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170,621 I mailed you a letter and then we stopped talking. By the time you recieve my letter, I just hope ive gotten enough courage to get to the end of the bottle. im sorry for the trouble i caused ya in life. i love you



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170,620 Every time I think I miss you I just have to search her social network profiles for ridiculous selfies/pictures of the two of you and I am cured.



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170,619 170604 - As much as modern society attempts to convince us women and men are equals, both domestically and in the workplace, simple observation refutes this politically correct dogma. Men are generally more well suited for providing family income and women for taking charge of child rearing and maintaining the household. Unless a woman is insistent on building a career rather than raising her children or a financial driver (two incomes are nessasry or the woman's income is significantly higher than her husbands) typically after children come into the picture, the wife regardless of education level will choose to remain at home. So the question becomes as a parent of daughters, why invest in higher levels of education essentially when the outcome will most likely be a very highly educated homemaker. A few colleagues of mine discussed this philosophical question if you will, and it came down to this. Essentially her education is what allows her to meet and be courted by a potentially sucessful or established successful male (while attending college or post college at her first job) who is capable of supporting a family on a single income allowing her to stay at home. Rarely do successful men who need a wife capable of carrying themselves is social settings and need to be intellectually challenged end up marrying uneducated women. So while this may seem sexist, it is reality and your money was most likely well spent.



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170,618 Disabled children bring me to tears. Life can be so cruel.

male, 45



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170,617 I love you forever even when you forget me



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170,616 Superhero, you are not.



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170,615 I have one ex girlfriend that, granted I screwed it up, she just can't ever take me back, YET, every now and then she will text , and I know it's games. Just to stay top of mind.
She's sexy, but I find it funny how she thinks she has that much power.
I've fucked many since you, many during you, and many to come.
Let the current guy get sick of your shit.



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170,614 I
NEED
TO
STOP
JERKING
OFF
AND
WATCHING
PORN
SO
FUCKING
MUCH
IT'S
TAKING
OVER
MY
LIFE



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170,613 Some people walk around spending money like crazy. Clothes that costs thousands. And I'm over here, laid off, live in timbucktoo in order to raise my son away from the city, so theres no jobs to be had. Going to college to bide my time with the job market. And about to lose my home over $2000. Two months of mortgage payments. Fml 😥



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170,612 Black lives matter...unless the black life in question is that of a cop who was shot in the line of duty.



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170,611 My addiction to women continues....
I continue to line up any girls i'm dating for sex, but in the downtime, I'm surfing online dating sites, and craigslist ads.



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170,610 What turns me on is when a woman says the word "cunt", as in "Please fuck my cunt." Damn that's sexy.



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170,609 I'm not sure whether I can do this.



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170,608 Almost 3 months since I last saw you. I'm so proud of myself that I haven't contacted you. You are TOXIC yet you were so addicting.



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170,607 I think I have lung cancer. I have never smoked and I'm under 25 and yet the symptoms for stage 2b lung cancer are right there. I also have no health insurance and won't until January.

I'm praying to God I'm wrong. I've got two months to wake and see...



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170,606 I get turned on to some extent every time I encounter the word "slut" now, no matter the context.  It's getting a little inconvenient.



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170,605 When I started out as a landlord, I thought I was doing people a favor by letting them pay their rent a little late.  I've had money problems sometimes, so who was I to judge?

Dumb me.

What have I learned four years later?  Many people are poor because they are self-entitled, overgrown children.  They're untrustworthy, and don't see the value of keeping their promises to other people.  They expect other people to pick up their messes.  No wonder they're poor!  Who can fucking succeed in life when they spend more time thinking about how much they can take from people than they spend thinking about how to improve themselves?



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170,604 My daughter's wedding didn't cost $53,000. No indeed. If I added up the real costs, I have to include the $114,000 I shelled out for her college education. She got nothing out of those 4 years except an eventual husband.



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170,603 "Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within." -James Baldwin

Full disclosure that I'm not giving the full context here, so as to use Baldwin's words for my own means.

Please don't forget. Please don't forget the love that bloomed in that garden. And know that even untended, it persists--hoping you'll find your way back down that path. It may be weedy and overgrown, but surely you see it. Surely your heart hasn't strayed so far that the fragrance of my affection can't be sensed wafting about you--beckoning you to return to where you belong. Here, with me. You belong with me, my love. Never forget that. Never.



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170,602 There's an excitement about going to a massage and hoping she gives you a handjob



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170,601 I have this thing going with one of my wife's friends. It's not sexual, but close. It started about a year ago. Several of us were joking around about how some people know what underwear they have on, but others don't. I have no clue what I'm wearing. They are boxers but I have no idea what color. Some people in the original group knew exactly what they had on. My wife's friend for example said something like, "Low cut black lace thong." I found it funny some people know their underwear. Other people found it funny I did not. Anyway, next time I saw my wife's friend, I jokingly asked what underwear she had on.  She told me. I don't remember exactly, but it was some other sexy sounding thong. Now each time I see her, without even being asked, she finds a quiet moment to lean into my ear and whisper, "Red string thong" or "aquamarine bikini cut" or something like that. It's such a quirky treat. Pretty woman comes into a room and tells me, and just me, what she has on under her pants. It makes my life fun. My wife by the way has no idea this has been going on.



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170,600 People who are dumb are so easily impressed by people who put on airs and pretend to be smart.  But real smart people, we see right through the pretenders and laugh. Unfortunately it's too late. The dumb people have joined the ranks of the pretenders and in unison they are marching off the cliff.



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