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184,599 I really left you because I know you were fooling around on me.
It was pretty easy to figure out thanks to Facebook.
You kept liking the same woman's picture.  She kept putting up the same angled face pose every few days.  I sat back and quietly watched.  You kept liking it.  Must have been 7 pictures with the same pose in 3 weeks.

Then I look back further.  You'd been doing that for months before you met me.

I also overheard you talking to her while we were on vacation.  I was outside the hotel door and could hear you. You hurriedly got off the phone before you opened the door but I heard how you talked to that person.  You said it was your kid but my intuition told me it wasn't.

When I eventually asked you if you knew anyone from her town that you visited for work for said you didn't.

You lied.

Once a cheater, always a cheater.  You cheated on your first wife.

That was the driving force for me leaving you.  No need for confrontation.  I'm too old for the drama. My intuition was strong on this one.

Leaving you was rough but I fell in love with your potential or an illusion.

Now I'm in a healthy relationship. My intuition hasn't sounded of with him.

Thank you for showing me who you really were.  I would have never met the amazing man I have now!

:)



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184,598 Most days I feel invisible, even to God.



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184,597 I had something what I think addicts refer to as a "moment of clarity."

So, as expected from my last post, we tried anal again. I made some drinks, we slipped in a buttplug, and we fooled around for a bit. I sucked on her tits and played with her belly the way she likes it. She came a few times with the buttplug in her ass. She sucked me off for a bit. I played around with her some more and asked her to get on all fours when she felt like she was ready. She immediately got on all fours. I pulled out the buttplug as slowly as I could and started to play with her asshole a bit. I rubbed all around the outside of it as she softly moaned. I pulsed it with my finger and she sighed.  I grabbed the meaty part of her ass and she moaned even louder.

I slipped the condom on, squirted some lube right at her butthole, and slipped in slowly. She took a huge breath and tensed up. I heard her say "This is going to hurt" under her breath but I ignored it. I started thrusting in and out of her slowly. After a few seconds, it was clear to me she wasn't enjoying it. I pulled out as she sobbed quietly. She told me she needed a second. I gave her an out, I told her we could stop at any time. She told me she didn't want to. She asked me to add more lube, which I did. I mounted her again and slipped myself in slowly. She tensed up again and once I was in, she told me to go as fast as I could. She was not relaxed and I knew it. I pulled out and told her I couldn't do it.

My moment of clarity is that I don't want to cause pain to the woman I love. My fiancee is so selfless, she sacrifices her own wants so that others can get what they want. She apologized for it hurting her -- she apologized  for ME hurting HER. That amazes me. I enjoy anal for the forbidden, carnal aspect. It's a turnon. I can't enjoy myself if she's not enjoying herself though. Some things are just better left as a fantasy, and that's where anal will stay. She wants to try again in a few days -- we haven't done it in a long time and it has worked in the past -- but I honestly don't want to.



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184,596 I can't tell anyone else so I have to vent here.

Goddamn stop making pics of yourself at the gym so that people can tell you how great you look! It's so damn pathetic considering you claim to be doing it to document your progress but feel the need to post publically? No bitch, you have an inherent need for people to compliment you.

We get it. You're fit. Do we need to see the same pic of you posing the same way every single day? Do the world a favor and just stop already. Join those of us who are fit, and go to the gym daily and DONT post braggy pics of themselves.



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184,595 Don't run away with the idea that the Emirates are "great".  They're not.  Without all that oil that was theirs just by chance, they would be nothing but another Yemen-lookalike.  Without the oil, they would at best be sand-blown slums exporting palm dates and camel-shit briquettes.  They can hardly do a thing for themselves.  The majority of the population are foreigners, recruited for their technical skills, or low-skilled workers from countries like Bangladesh and the Philippines who are desperate for a job anywhere.  This leaves the locals free to pursue the few occupations that they care to, such as being civil servants or merchants.  If America had as much oil per capita as the Emirates, America could build Disneyland cities too.



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184,594 Please DO make America great again.
We have become a third world country. Look at cities in Asia and the Emirates.Our cities and trains look ancient and are falling apart....no wonder the previous President had to apologize to the world for America.



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184,592 Trump, please stop making America great again!



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184,590 I love the arts ; and public radio and public tv have been a great inspiration , but we need to get America back on its feet to become a first world country again. People who love the arts should support public radio etc. President Trump is cutting a lot of fat from government and it needs to be done. Career politicians have been spending money on things to get them re-elected and it has bankrupted the country.Even Meals on Wheels -let charities take over that role. High time liberals start using their own money to help fellow Americans .They are very vocal on how to spend tax payers money and "help" illegal immigrants and non citizens.If you feel so strongly about public radio -donate money to it- or get in your car and deliver some Meal on Wheels. Don't sit and wait for the government to be charitable. For  once we have a President who sees that larger picture.He is not a politician so he does not play the game like Obama did.He does not care about photo ops- he cares about America.He has a plan and a vision.America now has a leader and not a fake cardboard tv actor president.



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184,589 It's ripping. Every stitch I've placed, hey woman held together for years, and in an instant, they're nothing but remnants of what they were. Two other knives have graced this wound, not counting my own. They leave their bittersweet remains no matter how hard I try to expunge them, each one getting worse than the next. I'm doing my best to fight it this time, to leave my scar closed, to not let it burst open and to not let all of the contents be spilled again, but it's much like picking up your own spilt organs as you slowly leave your body; pointless. To deny myself this pain is to deny any healing that could come. I'm just so confused. Ignorance is truly bliss, truly. And here I am, laying waste to my own psyche, forcing myself into guilt I believed I deserved to feel; a stupid mistake I would never live down. But yet, here you are... making it a reoccurring choice. I wasn't good enough for the first two, so they pierced me, but I thought it would never happen with you. I thought it was different. I made mistakes, too. I'm not above or beyond that or them.... but I learned from my dumb, young, niece mistakes. I don't allow myself to live them down! But you, you've made these choices. You wanted to do what you did, multiple times, now seemingly with no remorse to the actions, definitely no remorse when you've made the choice a second time. I feel terrible, and  I'm afraid you never will. And yet, I still love you. Even if you no longer love me the same. I'll leave your dagger in just because I don't wanna close the scar for the third time. Let it gape, I will bleed until it stops. For this must be karma, and I rightfully deserve this...



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184,588 584 As a fellow male, I understand why you feel the way you do, but there are women out there who are plain horny and want sex for its own sake and aren't looking for some kind of non-sexual trade-off for it.  They might be very ordinary-looking women whom you wouldn't look at twice in the street, but other men don't take notice of them either, so they end up sexually neglected.  I've had short-term sexual flings with a few such women.

The most memorable was a woman whom I met sight-unseen at her flat one Saturday night.  She was a ř" at best, somewhat overweight, but an unpretentious and pleasant enough person.  About thirty minutes after I arrived, after sitting together on the side of her bed in the near-darkness, quietly talking and becoming accustomed to my gentle touch (girls appreciate that), she announced, "I'm ready," and whipped down her slacks and panties in one movement.  She could hardly get them off fast enough.  A few minutes later she let me know that I could put my whole hand in if I liked.  She then proceeded to come six times during the evening.  Is that horny, or what?



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184,587 Oh no, sweetie, sex feels amazing for us..when it's done right. :)



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184,586 As a childfree person (meaning: someone who is/was never interested in having kids), I find that few things make my eyes glaze over faster than yet another load of chatter from commentators on TV about childcare.  There are plenty of things in life in which it's difficult to find interest if those things are personally irrelevant to oneself.  However considering that the need for it arises from a personal lifestyle choice the continual pontificating of the chatterati about childcare is probably the king of eye-glaze.  Yes, I'm an arsehole, but that's what I honestly feel.  *yawn*



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184,585 I have a most wonderful, kind and caring work husband. I am so glad that he is in my life.



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184,584 I have no one to say this to. I feel so all alone. I am a guy and I love sex but it seems girls don't. Like they have so many guys to chose from they get bored with it and consider horny guys to be a bother. I don't think horny girls exist. They only use sex to get stuff they want - they don't like sex because it feels as good as it does to me, that's for sure. I'm really sad about that.



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184,583 582: Follow your heart/intuition. Don't help/hire someone you're not sure about. You're feeling ambivalent for a reason. The person you're about to help, may just start competing with you, especially if they'd have the same position as you (also, you stated they were pushy and aggressive in school)- and then, you'd really feel like an idiot for bringing them on. Your heart/intuition is trying to warn you. Listen to it!



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184,582 there is someone who i knew from school who is reaching out to me, because they are trying to get an open position in my company, that i have (the same job title).

in school this individual was aggressive, pushy, not a good team-player and opportunistic. i'm finding it hard to want to help them with getting this job.  this person has emailed me 3 times and sent me calendar invites with a time that works for them.

honestly, i dont want to help this person at all because they left a bad taste in my mouth while in school. i just want to ignore them, but i feel pressured to reply

has anyone been in this situation?



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184,581 Not only are their trans-gender people, there are now also trans-species people. For example, half girl, half cat. She wear's a cat outfit and purrs a lot. I'm not kidding. She wants to be officially recognized as semi-cat. I suppose we'll have to provide her with her own bathroom and a liter box...

You give these kooks an inch and they take a mile.



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184,580 My mouse has a roller dial on it. I turn it with my index finger when I'm on a website to make the page scroll down.  

But some genius thought it was a good idea to also make the roller dial adjust the size of a picture.

So when I'm scrolling down a page, if I happen to momentarily land on a picture, then the scrolling stops and the picture changes size. It's annoying as hell.

Like what moron in Silicon Valley invents this stuff? Stop with the drugs fellows. And think things out a little better.



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184,579 People can be so stupid and ignorant especially here in the USA, my so called "exotic" looks actually came from my European ancestry, I only have like 25% of native on me , which makes me tan very quick in the summer and gave me an olive complexion . People gives me confused looks when they meet my mother because she is white or even my dad who is half native and European and don't even get me started on my last name.



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184,578 Look I still love my work wife but can't I have a little fun on the side too? I really want to nail the 20yo receptionist, is that so bad? Am I a bad person? I'll always love my work wife but the receptionist is fucking hot. Is that wrong to want to do naughty things to her?!?!



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184,577 Something good happened yesterday, an accomplishment; I wanted to call so badly and share it - but I couldn't.  That still hurts so much.



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184,576 My husband cracks me up , most men complain about women taking forever or running late , in my house it's the opposite he is the one who is always behind on time and it takes him more time getting ready than I do.



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184,575 the longer you keep that motorcycle the better chances you will hopefully get in a bad accident. I know that is wrong ,but after what you did to me to ruin me...



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184,574 She asked me to drive around and pick up things for her. She was going to a pot luck dinner where for some reason, she volunteered to bring all the food. I don't think "pot luck" is suppose to work that way. In any event, it somehow translated into me running around and buying a cheese platter here, and several roasted chickens there, and... This is what she always does. She likes to be the big shot. She'll offer to take care of all the food. But of course she won't. She's lazy. So she gets me to do it for her. I'm used to it.

But this time was a little different. I spent hours picking everything up, to say nothing of how much money it cost me. I get home. She is heading out. She is going to the drug store to purchase herself more make-up. I ask if she can pick up my prescription for me. She says no, and scoffs, "Don't you realize I'm trying to get ready for my dinner?!?" I told her it would only take a minute. I've already called it in. She just has to pick it up. I mean, she'll be right there in the store...

She sticks to her guns and says no.

It's amazing to me. I spend my day helping her. In fact, not just helping. I did it all. I did her chores while she went to the gym and then got a massage. But if I ask her to take a minute to help me, the answer is a loud no.

I just shake my head. She's an awful person. As soon as this house is sold, like within minutes of the house being sold, I'm filing for divorce and will never see her or think about here again.

Soon. Please God, let it be soon.



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184,573 You were my unexpected angel.  Please know how thankful I am for you. I hope I helped you too. You deserve so much.



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184,572 I'll make us work.
I'll make us work.
I'll make us work.
Even if it scares the hell out of me.



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184,571 There was something that I posted here then deleted. Perhaps I should have left it for you to see.

I am not angry anymore. I never hated you. I always loved you, I was just so upset I didn't know how to deal with it. You were my best friend, my brother, my mentor, my soulmate in so many ways. I don't know why or how, but you were. I was destructive and petty and bitter..for so, so long. But now I see you as you are;I see us for what we were and are. We were meant to be teachers, family by something deeper than blood, and friends to one another. What we pushed for at various times was unnatural. We both had such a skewed understanding of what love and kinship and real friendship was, David. We were both lost. I don't hate you anymore. I was as lost as you were. I love you; like a brother, a mentor, a spiritual advisor, and a friend. I love you the way that we were meant to love each other. Please repair the damage. She still loves you more than life itself.  You have the power. Please, follow the truth of your own soul and do what's right. Never mind about me. I don't matter, but this does. Please. You can make it all right.



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184,570 I live in NYC; have a great job in entertainment, have a wonderful family, live in a great apt., good neighbourhood, get invited to all sorts of events, parties, etc. (which I almost always decline- at this point in my life it's just a tedious chore to attend these functions). My secret: I would give up all of this to live in a rural town in Louisiana, Georgia, Napa or Maine (I have been to these places before)- anywhere but here! I'm only in my early 40s but I'm ready for a slow paced lifestyle. This is not happening anytime soon as circumstances just won't allow it right now. People in small, rural towns- I envy you :( You are missing "nothing" in a big city...



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184,569 Who the hell you think you are asshole? You have no right to mend on peoples life . To get that help I need ? Lol 😂  really loser , now you get to diagnose people .  Only intelligent, smart people can go through medical school and obviously you are not .  At your age my husband was already a millionaire, I was making 6 figures a year even though I lack a higher education. You know you are just a jealous, bitter,loser , please get the fuck out of my life. Concentrate on your own and before you go and judge , look at mirror honey , alcoholic, pot head .



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184,568 Lash out at me if you want. God knows I have lashed out at you, and it has solved nothing. My intention was you getting help and being the man that I know in my heart you could be, the man that I know with every fiber of my being that you actually are. Believe whatever you want to believe, but that is the truth. The only thing that matters is this--I love you enough to want you to do the right thing. So do it! The only one who can fix all of this, every single bit of this, is YOU.



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184,566 Love never creeps on me.....they say rejection makes you stronger, but its breaking me down, I'm just gutted....



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184,565 What you say about me isn't valid anymore. It's been 2 years and I've changed a lot for the better. Clearly you're still not over what happened, and while i admit i had moments where i was a bad friend, nothing i did was as bad as you leaving me out on the street. You're a rotten person. I'm trying not to let what you said affect me, but it still hurts that you'd use my darkest moments to paint a picture of who i am. But i forgot. You don't know me anymore. I forgot you're spiteful, petty, and proud of it. I forgot you're only loyal to yourself. And I'm better off without you.

Also, just because you can't control yourself around intoxicants, doesn't mean it's my fault for not keeping them away from you. Make your own choices. Own your own shit.

Ugh, this is why I've kept away from you on social media. Your negativity and hatred for me will only bring me down. And i don't want to waste any more time on you and your high school aged games. Bye.



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184,564 Love creeps up on you sometimes.



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184,563 Here's a little secret , don't pretend to be some else online especially when the other person knows them very well.  Mike or whatever your name is , you never fool me , he is intelligent, arrogant and very republican. I played the game out of boredom if I wanted to contact him I would done it long time ago . I known his cell phone number, his adresses both in town and out of state , I know where he works and he also knows my contact information so obviously we are not interested in each other anymore not even as friends. Haha you are now all butt hurt 😭  because I don't want to be your "friend" anymore, get a life outside your computer or get a real job you idiot.  

Ps . I don't have job because i don't need one , my husband provides me with everything I need.



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184,562 My husband wonders why I didn't talk to him when I came home from work last night. Hmm. Lets see. I posted a video to facebook, and my brother in law (husband's sister's husband) commented something smart ass and borderline mean as he always does. He does this shit under the guise of "just kidding" but enough is e-damn-nough. Every time I have gotten irritated at something he's said on fb under a pic I've posted, or a status of mine, or whatever it may be, my husband loves to pull the "he's just kidding" card. I'm not a prude and can take a joke and be a sarcastic smart ass myself, so yes, I understand playing around. However, I know how far to take it, and always make sure the person knows I'm joking. His jokes go too far, and the one he  made yesterday was actually mean. Several people were private messaging me asking who the jerk was who commented on my video. Anyway, I text my husband and told him I was deleting and blocking my asshole BIL, and of course he defended him. "Well, he's just kidding. Surely you don't think he's serious" Ok husband. I'm pissed at you for not defending me to this arrogant asshole.

Reason number 2: Later in the day (Still pissed about the BIL situation, I text that I needed him to take some meat from the freezer for me too cook for my lunch. I included in this message that I was tired of being fat. He replied "ok" Hmm. You just agreed Im fat. Thanks.


So no, I didn't talk to you when I got home. I ignored your "what's the matter? You're not talking" comments because damn. You're clueless.

I'm still pissed. Your texts to me today have gotten one word responses. That is very unusual for me.



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184,561 Where's the outrage over Donna Brazile? Remember her? She was the head of the DNC. Before the Presidential debates, Wikileaks exposed how she gave the questions to Hillary.

Brazile denied it. Democrats denied it. Hillary denied it.

Now Brazile finally admitted she did give the questions.

She lied. She played unfairly. She was biased.

Democrats, why aren't you denouncing her?



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184,560 I'm sorry, but anybody who claims to be overweight and happy is lying. I'm saying this as someone who has struggled with her weight practically all of her life. Being fat is nothing to be proud of, it's something to work hard at changing. I see all this fat acceptance garbage and it's all bullshit. BBW my ass! A size 22 is not fucking healthy or attractive. I mean, sure, you can still have a beautiful face and do your best to make the most of a lousy situation, but that doesn't mean you should high five yourself for being a fat ass. It's harder for some people than others to lose weight, but your ideal weight and appearance can be achieved if you don't give up. Have some respect for yourself.



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184,559 Dear A: It's painfully obvious to me that you aren't a strong enough individual to just be alone. My evidence? The fact that I was "the love of your life" and you'll "never love anyone like you love me" yet two weeks after we split you were with someone else. Geez. How pathetic. It also makes me question everything you told me while we were together. Today I rid myself of everything that would remind me of you. EVERYTHING. Here's some advice. Stop posting selfies.  You're not photogenic. Even when we were together I'd cringe when you'd send me pics of yourself. (especially the naked ones. I can't explain it. You are old and unattractive in pics, yet look much better in person.

Have a good time with your new woman. She's ugly by the way. I guess you're right and I'm the hottest woman that would ever have you



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184,558 I look at old pictures of myself and I didn't realize it at the time, but I was really beautiful. People told me I was all the time, and they do even now, but I don't believe it. I was never super skinny, but I had this distinct look. I want to feel like that person again. I want to have that spirit again. I miss her. I know she's in there somewhere. I'm trying.



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184,557 Some people are naturally slim I don't even call them skinny, my father was build the way for most of his life he didn't start to put on weight until recently when he turn 62 , its in his genes the man on my dad's side of the family are slim and tall , me on their hand didn't got so lucky if I don't watch my weight by exercising I can pile on the pounds very quickly.



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184,556 People don't react when homeless Americans are given a job in Starbucks because that's what a fellow American deserves - help in his/her hard times. While the refugees that come here just to take over our culture and to get more money don't deserve any help, they aren't even a part of our country.



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184,555 As someone that has been accused of being anorexic in the past, had my breast size made fun of, I find it infuriating someone complaining about someone's experience as a skinny person.

Regardless of how much I eat and what I eat, I've never been able to put on weight.

Excluding medical conditions, with controlling what one eats and how much one exercises, one does not have to be over weight.



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184,554 It's funny how hypocritical some people can be. I remember how when Starbucks said they'd employ refugees all these people were freaking out that they would do such a thing when there were homeless vets! (Meanwhile years earlier Starbucks had pledged to employ vets as well but I guess that just slipped their minds) NOW the Trump Administration wants to eliminate funding for the US Interagency on homelessness - who's entire mission is to reduce homelessness across America... Well I'm sure those same people are going to be up in arms now! They must be such genuine and caring people, and definitely wouldn't use something like that as propaganda of some sort... Can't wait to see them protest this the same way they did Starbucks! Hahaha what fucking bastards. Only say something when it fits their agenda and don't actually care. Meanwhile liberal Starbucks is employing BOTH groups. Open your eyes Sheeple.



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184,553 546 You are not alone in feeling that way.  I don't have an answer either.



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184,552 Please forgive me. I have a big heart and a big, stupid mouth to go with it. :(. --F/35



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184,551 Sometimes I look at the ground and fart as hard as I can because I know my brother would find it funny while he's burning in Hell.



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184,550 i want you too...oh how i wish you were the guy i liked...



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184,549 i want you



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184,548 He's an arrogant prick. He has a dark soul. He's obnoxious as hell. He torments people. He's condescending like you wouldn't believe. He intentionally tries to be rude and put people down.

But he uses that same energy to win in academic competitions. It's disturbing. What's the message? Assholes will come out on top?

Come on karma, jump in here at any point and kick this jackass in the butt.



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184,547 I hate that I drove you away. That's what I always do when it gets too real.



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184,546 I have everything a person could ask for. A successful business, a house, money in the bank and good health. I am not rich but I am comfortable and past the point of worrying where my next dollar will come from. Why then do I feel empty inside? How come I can not seem to tell anyone? What is wrong with me?



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184,545 I never give my doctors my full name, social security and sometimes I even misspell my name on purpose. It's not that I'm afraid they might sell or share my personal information with the government  I just don't trust the people that work out those offices. I have met women who had jobs on medical offices and that staff that I hear about their patients, it makes me wonder about my privacy and personal information and don't get me started on scammers who call these places pretending to be government workers just to get people's personal info.



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184,544 I have this toxic friend that I've had since middle school. 25 years. She is the most negative person I know. Nothing is ever good. All of our conversations are about her. Throughout the years I have been supportive of her, but over the summer she did some things where I just cut her off. I couldn't deal with her anymore. She betrayed me, probably the only person who was a true friend to her.
Today she finally unfriended me on Facebook.
I finally feel free.



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184,543 This is embarrassing. I don't have a job. I don't have friends. I live alone. No one ever calls me. I don't watch TV shows, only Netflix movies on demand. I mostly surf the internet all day and chat online with virtual people.

Today I posted something and I thought the time stamp on the chat board was wrong. I cursed for a moment. Then I realized, no wait, the time stamp on my computer is wrong. WTF? It took me a few minutes to realize the clocks changed last weekend. I didn't know. I've been off by an hour for the entire week but didn't realize because I have no life outside of my little computerized world. How sad is that!



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184,542 I'm not as sweet as I used to be.



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184,541 Your doctor is sharing your medical history with the US Government.



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184,540 The irony is that most men these days want a girl/woman who is young, dumb, naive, and uncomplicated so that they can "taint" her and make her as "bitter and angry" as the rest of us.  We all read the same fairytales. This shit didn't happen by elfin magic, fellas.



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184,539 Tonight, I'm going to go out with my fiancee, her sister, and her mother. We're going to the local Polish-American club. They do karaoke on weekends.

Little do they know, before this my fiancee and I are going to have a few drinks, and I'm going to slip a buttplug in her tight ass. She's going to go out with a buttplug in her ass, just talking to her family like nothing else is going on. After we get home, I'm going to fuck her so hard and deep. Maybe I'll even hit it raw so I can see my cum drip out of her butthole.

I can't wait.



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184,538 I don't think it's possible to successfully date a divorced woman. One of two possibilities. Either she was the problem in the marriage and her husband left her. This means she is a difficult person and not capable of being a reasonable partner. Or her husband was a louse and left her, which means she is bitter and angry. It interferes with her ability to function normally in a second marriage. Either way, I hate to say it but, divorced women are tainted.



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184,537 If you haven't eaten in a long time, a piece of bread seems like a feast.

If you haven't had sex in a long time, catching a brief glimpse of your wife naked seems like a feast.

I use this trick with my husband all the time.



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184,536 Immediately after the election, Trump transition spokesman Jason Miller explained that Melania would be staying in New York because there was "obviously a sensitivity to pulling out a 10-year-old in the middle of the school year". We have since learned that the cost of security for Melania and Barron to remain at Trump Tower is $183 million/year.

There is also no indication that they will actually move to DC this summer. So in essence the Federal government is giving the Trump family a $183 million annual voucher so Barron can attend the elite private prep school of his choice.

Meanwhile, Trump's budget would completely eliminate funding for the National Endowment for the Arts. The NEA, with an annual budget of only $148 million, is able to provide seed money for arts programming in literally every Congressional district in the country.

So, on the one hand you have a $183 million school voucher for a single 10-year-old at an elite private school. On the other hand you have a program that impacts arts and cultural programming throughout the entire nation.

NOT NORMAL.



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184,535 My wife lives for social encounters. She needs to be at a party. Nothing else matters. It gives meaning to her life. It convinces her she must be liked if she is invited to a party. She drops everything else and attends.

She takes this to extremes. I will be making dinner for our family. The phone will ring. It's a friend of hers wanting to go out to dinner. My wife runs out the door. It doesn't matter how much effort I just put in. The party calls...

On another occasion, our son was in a school play. Half an hour before the show a friend of hers calls and wants to go out for drinks. My wife skipped our son's play that he had been working on for months. What mother misses her son's school play???

Just recently my wife has found a new social trick. She belongs to a church. Every so often an elderly parishioner dies of old age. My wife views this as yet another social opportunity. Ever though she doesn't know the deceased, she's aware that after the memorial mass, there is coffee and cake in the rectory. So she goes. Like what? She goes to a dead person's memorial mass just so she can socialize afterwards? She's sick in the head.



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184,534 I went out to dinner with a group of women I know. The conversation turned to diet and eating. One woman lamented how hard she has it. She's very thin and she finds it rude when people point out how skinny she is.

This is her big bad burden in life? The poor baby is upset because someone points out she is skinny? This upsets her?

Boo hoo bitch. The rest of us struggle with too much weight. What a dimwit you are for complaining you're too thin.

I wanted to reach across the dinner table and smack her.



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184,533 What am I supposed to do when I'm watching a movie with my 11 year old daughter and the character on screen says, "You're a faggot because you take cocks up the ass."

Um....



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184,532 Fried Spam is almost as good as fried bacon. Almost.



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184,531 Wow! My balls really stink. Maybe I should take a shower.



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184,530 I really hate my life right now. I just wish I had the courage to change it.



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184,529 There's nothing wrong with having certain expectations when it comes to sex and I do get your point.  I don't like vibrators either, for the simple fact that guys dicks don't vibrate and I prefer the real thing.  While I don't have to have a connection to have sex with a guy , I happen to be very picky I just don't sleep with anyone , I like to be able to have an intelligent conversation with a person even if it's just a fling. I get turn off by guys acting stupid no matter how good looking they might be.



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184,528 I think you missed the point.



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184,527 You should really get yourself a new vibrator. Do research - read reviews and get one that appeals to you. Honestly, sex with yourself can release tons of stress and help you think clearly.



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184,526 My teeth are crumbling. At this rate I'll have dentures by the time I'm 40.



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184,525 Sometimes I wish I was the type of person who could just go out and sleep with whoever, but I'm not. I used to have a vibrator and I couldn't even get off with it. Halfway through I would start crying because doing that felt hollow and empty. I finally threw it in the trash. I know that sounds stupid. Sex isn't something I can just do. I don't just do it to get off. It's an intense thing for me. I have to really care about the person. I guess I'm old fashioned. Maybe that makes me a prude. I don't know. :(



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184,524 I'm in a constant state of distrust.



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184,523 I'm supposed to go to my girlfriend's parents for dinner on Easter Sunday. I think it would be really funny to show up first, without my girlfriend, while wearing a white t-shirt soaked in fake blood, and then tell her parents, "That bitch is going to be a little late!"



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184,522 I thought growing old would take longer.



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184,521 It's not worth it.  It's probably better if he hates me. Safer for everybody.



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184,520 When I get into work in the morning, I put on a pot of coffee. It's okay. I'm the first one there. By mid morning I go to get myself another cup, but the pot is always empty. I make a new pot. At lunchtime I go to get more coffee. Empty again. I make more. Later in the afternoon I need a little pick me up. The pot in empty.

I've never worked with such a lazy bunch of people. They are glad to drink the coffee I make, but there never lift a finger to make any for anyone else. Could one of you just once make the coffee? It's not my job. I'm a programmer here, not the coffee making person. Thank you.



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184,519 I have 11 tattoos. Some bigger some smaller. Chest, sternum, right arm, left arm, top middle of my back, right leg. About to get a couple more Ina couple of weeks. I know people who regret their tattoos. But not me, I get my tattoos to help remind me of a place in time of my life. Lessons learned, good times forever etched in my skin in symbols that are significantly important to me, and memorial tattoos for loved ones lost that heavily influenced the person I am today. I come from a fairly conservative, devoutly Christian family. I'm the only one who has tattoos. But I don't care, I love my tattoos. The only draw back to tattoos, is the people who think they are disgusting or a sign that you're some kind of deviant.  But even when i come across these people, I kinda just shake my head and move on. What they think of me doesn't matter. I get my tattoos for me, and I love them.



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184,518 Today I'm just being lazy, it's cold, wet and snowing outside my body it's sore from yesterday's workout.  I'm just going to eat sweets and junk today , plenty of chocolate for my pms( time of the month) and watch Netflix, tomorrow it's a brand new day , going back to same Saturday routine, work out, laundry , run errands and maybe if I feel like it clean my house.  I only wish I had a cute boyfriend so I can have sex with it , I get so horny when I'm on my period .



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184,517 It feels like I am trying really hard to live somebody else's life, and am failing miserably at it.



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184,516 I have a real secret that I've kept from everybody I know for decades.  I was seriously addicted to narcotic pain killers in the mid-ྖs, from about March 1995 to August 1997.  I think maybe one or two people in my family know how bad it got.  I have never told anybody.  It's probably my darkest secret.

I was in my last semester of college.  I had an outpatient procedure scheduled for a persistent medical problem, and I realized that I could get some great narcotics and just stay high for a while if I faked my pain level.  Honestly, I was in a bit of pain, but nothing that required the drugs I knew I could get.  When my prescription ran out, I would get another prescription.  It was easy to do 20 years ago.

Then I started dipping into my mom's morphine pills.  She had them for her cancer.  I would take a few at night to get me high while I listened to my radio and chilled out.  It was great to do.  I remember thinking that I had nothing to worry about, and that I only needed to start worrying if I found myself taking the morphine pills during the day.  I could easily control myself, I told myself.  Well, yep, a few months later I was taking the pills during the day, too.  I was losing control.  I finished all her morphine pills.  I was doctor shopping.  I was a mess.  Eventually, I couldn't keep lying to myself.  I had a trip to Alaska I was going to take in August 1997, so I figured that would be a good time to "separate myself from the source of drugs," my doctors. Right before the trip I dumped out the last of my pills down the toilet.  For two weeks I had no pain pills.  Then when I got home, I took another two-week road trip.  The trips were enough to distract me from the jitters of the withdrawal.  When I got home, I started running again.  Whenever I felt the urge for narcotic pain pills, I would change into running clothes and try to substitute the runner's high for the pain meds.  Surprisingly, it worked.  I managed to get off the pills.

But addictions never go away.  Even though I was not taking drugs every day, for 15 years afterwards I would go through my friends' medicine cabinets whenever I had the chance.  I was only getting pills once or twice a year, but the pull to do it got so strong that I couldn't stop myself.  Now I don't feel as much like doing that anymore.

In retrospect, playing with narcotics was a fucking stupid thing to do.  Although I was able to stop with the daily pill popping, it still took 20 years for me to finally stop feeling the urge to pop pills.

Nobody knows this about me.  I bet a lot of my friends wondered where their pills went, though.  I'm glad this is over.



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184,515 I used to wear tutus, body glitter, and pink hair mascara, but now I dress like an old lady. Adulting is such a dead end.



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184,514 Recently, I went to the doctor's with knee problems. Aside from telling me to lose weight, she said the bones in my knee don't line up with the cartilage, and that it'll likely turn into arthritis when I'm older.

A coworker then told me today that if I get arthritis in my knee, I'm 99% guaranteed to need a knee replacement when I'm older as well.

Firstly, the idea of having a piece of metal inserted into my body is terrifying. Then there's the PT, rehab, and the money I'll lose by being out of work and paying for the hospital. Secondly, this translates to me as "Your mobility is at it's peak right now, and it's only gonna get worse from here."

But I love to dance. I choreograph routines i my head all the time. I feel the most alive when I'm dancing. And not ballroom dancing or dance hall dancing. But contemporary, modern jazz dancing. If I can never dance like that again, I'd honestly rather kill myself. Not many things in this world bring me actual, pure, joy, without the need for chemical assistance.  

It's times like these I wish I was never born. I'm only 23 and I have this to look forward to? Not even MENTIONING what's going on in the U.S.? Our President is vastly unqualified, and our politicians have long since stopped giving a shit about integrity, equality, serving the people, and obeying the law. They just go around following each others' money, for their own needs. Soon our schools will be full of idiots, our children will be depressed and hooked on meds, and the poor will live on the streets while gentrification rules the cities.

Yeah, I would have said no thanks at the pearly gates if I'd had then
chance. It's really hard to want to get up and live each day without all this crap going on.



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184,513 I had a friend for many years.  Our friendship began in the days before cell phones and computers.  We were in our 20s and busy with careers, relationships and having fun, so it was a kind of casual friendship at first.  One or the other or both of us would move and change phone numbers, so we'd lose touch for a bit, but we always found our way back to each other through mutual friends.  And through the years, our friendship grew stronger. We went through a lot with each other - marriages, babies, divorces and crises, and our friendship remained constant.

Then she started dating this guy, and suddenly she disappeared.  That really hurt, because during one of her crises I'd started dating my now-husband, and I didn't abandon her.  In fact, even HE helped her.  But for months and months, I couldn't get through to her.  Calls went to voicemail, followed by a text saying sorry, she was busy.  One day I was coming back from somewhere, took a wrong turn, and decided to stop for lunch.  I realized I was in her town.  I texted her saying as much, that I'd ended up at such-and-such restaurant, and the food was amazing.  Response:  "Sorry, I can't meet you.  I'm with my boyfriend."  Um...I didn't ask you to meet me.  Another time I called, got voicemail, and her text response was, "Sorry, in the car line at school waiting for the kids.  Can't talk."  So you're just sitting in the car, but you can't talk?  Wtf?  One day she "checked in" on FB to what looked like an awesome farmer's market/ice cream shop.  I commented that I'd love to meet her there one day, since we'd always gone to these kinds of places together.  She responded that she'd love to, but it was SO far away, hours, at the other end of the state.  Um...it was 30 minutes from me.

It went on like this for months.  Just not able to connect and being ignored.  Even when I had a bit of an emergency and she was the only one who could help, because all of my other friends were working.  Nope, sorry.  Then I get on FB and see pics of her packing up her apartment.  Apparently she was moving in with this guy.  Thanks for telling me!  I asked for her new address - no response.

So finally I sent her a message on FB, the only way I could guarantee to reach her, telling her that I felt abandoned and that she didn't need me anymore.  She came back with a long apologetic message, so sorry that she didn't realize she was ignoring me.  This was followed by two more messages over the next month.  And then one night, it fell apart.  She lashed out at me on FB because she misunderstood something I'd posted.  Friends, family and my husband came to my defense, and she lashed out at them, too.  Trying to explain things to her didn't work.  She lashed out more, and when I said I couldn't believe she was doing this to me after all we'd done for her, she ended up blasting some of my personal, private business right there.  That's it, I deleted her.  I later found out that she called some of our casual friends and gossiped about my personal business to them, too.

Well, that was definitely it.  In time I would have gotten over the FB fight and we could have continued the friendship once I got over the hurt.  But spilling my business to everyone?  Nope.  Done.  I told her fights are one thing, but she lost my trust, and that's irreparable.  This was years ago, but she's continued to reach out, sending cards, finding my other social media and sending me messages, stalking my LinkedIn.  I tell her over and over that I can't be her friend anymore because she lost my trust,  and she again lashes out, calling me names, telling me what a horrible person I am for dropping her over a FB disagreement and her "not giving me enough attention" and listing everything she doesn't like about me.  YET she still wants to be friends!

Sad.  We were friends for 15 years.  Yes, she was there for me, and we did have some good times together, but I don't miss her at all.



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184,512 At the end of the day, if other people don't understand or approve...what does it fucking matter?



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184,511 There is a little house. It's 4ᚷam. A dog is barking. I go outside. Nothing is mine in my little yard. It's foggy. It feels like home. Was this my house?
I yell at the old dog and pour water on its head. I experience an instant sense of regret At having been cruel to the dog, but it stopped. I rub my eyes and look around feeling bad and make out the lines of the yard and the familiar foliage and fence.
I go back inside. I see my wife. I want to tell her I love her, that she is adorable, my best friend, but I can't. I want to, but the words won't come. I lay back down and close my eyes. The house is quiet again. Is this my house? I close my eyes and go back to sleep.



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184,510 Jumping off the bridge on our campus never quite seemed to appeal to me... but today, you know, it's cold enough that I don't think it would be as bad. I just feel like if I'm going to jump to my death, I don't wanna go out on a pristine and beautiful day. It just seems wrong. But Michigan in mid-march with this snow... maybe.



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184,509 Nobody is going to save you.
You have to save yourself,  but that's the best part.



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184,508 When my wife sends me an email, my email service provider puts it in my junk folder. Makes me laugh every time. They sure figured her out.



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184,507 I wonder what my wife will do after our divorce. I'm sure she will manipulate her way into another relationship. I picture her with a rich widowed man. He'll be a retired doctor of something, with plenty of money in the bank. The money will be critical for my wife. He'll be 75, she's 52. The age difference will work in her favor. She'll be the cute "young" thing hanging on his arm at the country club. Of course, as she'll tell him, she'll need to buy herself many things with his money so she looks her best in front of his friends. He'll be old enough that sex won't be expected of her. This is great for her. Once in a while, in a calculated way, she'll let him see her naked coming out of the shower. This will make him feel like he got his money's worth. Poor guy. When he dies, my wife will get all his money, completely upsetting his grown children. They will hate and despise her. Welcome to my world.



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184,506 For some reason, I have really good chemistry with guys named Matt. I really like that name. Matthew. It sounds distinguished to me



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184,505 We are all in denial about certain parts of ourselves and flaws that we have, but your level of denial is genuinely staggering. I've never seen anything quite like it.  I wonder if you honestly believe your own bullshit or if it's an act. I'm pretty sure you actually believe it.

Just...wow.



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184,504 -473, I had a friend I knew since we were 7 years old, from elementary school through college, and in my late 20s I realized that he wasn't much of a friend at all.  It finally got to the point where he would make excuses to not let me in his house so I could use the bathroom or wash my hands... after I fucking helped him move for 8 hours.  I finally e-mailed him after he made excuses for 6 months as to why I wouldn't be able to see his new baby.

Did I make the right decision?  Well, it's been 18 years and I have neither missed him for a single day, nor have I ever regretted saying I was done with our relationship.  I think I made the right decision.



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184,503 My dear friend, I do love you, even if I don't always show it.



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184,502 He promised he'd call, but he didn't :-(
I don't know why I keep letting myself get hurt.



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184,501 Well, I am getting fired.  Dead Man Walking.  Funny, I had been stressing for the past few years about it.  Always seemed on a razor's edge.  Since I heard the news, I have slept like a baby.  Hoping it's the best thing that could happen for me.



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184,500 It was my birthday on the 15th... I've never felt so sad and miserable on my birthday before. It was just another reminder that I'm alive, despite that I wake up every morning disappointed that I'm still here. I wish I was never born, and I can't help but want to die but even I know that to die and to have never existed are two different things ::sigh::



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