I wouldn't consider myself bisexual, but messing around a little bit with girls is exciting to me.  My boyfriend found this out in the beginning of our relationship and asked me if i'd ever do a threesome with another girl.  At the time the idea seemed really fun and I was actually excited.  We tried for a while to find someone, but couldn't.  Now its almost a year later and he still brings it up sometimes.. but I really don't want to do it anymore.  I love him too much to see him doing anything with another girl.  But I know he will be mad if I tell him this  :(

I'm afraid to touch my boyfriends penis .

By the end of 2010, I resolve to be happily contented with something I struggled dealing with in 2009: being alone.

I'm glad to see that my nymphomania has returned. I was getting worried...

I <3 kissing other girls.
I like licking off their lipgloss.

AARON!!!!!!! I THINK ABOUT YOU CONSTANTLY!!! Do you even know I'm alive?

My boyfriend and I love sex. But lately there's a problem.
When I'm horny as hell and wanna fuck all the time, my boyfriend is indifferent and can't keep up.
Yet when I'm tired, stressed, or just not feeling it, suddenly he's all hands.
WTF nature. Stop trolling us.
Just once, couldn't we both have hot sex tunnel vision at the same time?

I just received the message: "I've been in love with you since I first met you when you were fourteen."

When I was 14, he was 21.

EC: I really like.  I like you a lot.  I heard through the rumor weed you liked me too.  Yet you ignore me in person and I get so shy when we are in public I don't know what to say.  I was told you where shy around girls you like, and you seem to be shy around me, but please change...please if you like me, tell me.  I like being with you, I like the fact that with everything I have done, you understand.  I like that when I'm with you it doesn't matter who my parents are and what I the daughter I am suppose to become, with you I feel alive.  Please just like me. Please?

KMR

You blindsided me tonight when you flipped out.

Slamming that car door was just as effective as punching me in the face.

You have no idea how scared I am to lose you now, and how broken I feel inside after that phone call.

And I know you meant to convince me that I'm a good person, but now I feel even more like the scum of the earth, and all I want you to do is hold me.

Not for another week or so though...

I love myself.  Not in any type of pretentious, self-absorbed, or conceited form.  I just love who I am and the woman I am becoming.
I just don't understand why so many other young women feel the need to talk themselves down or depreciate their accomplishments.
I am 21 years old and I love myself.  And I plan to go on loving myself for a very long time.
Happy new year everyone.

We don't even live together yet and I already want a new roommate. I have a feeling you're going to annoy the living shit out of me but I know that if I tell you that you'll lapse into some kind of mental situation about it. FML! :(

I am flat chested and totally fine with it.

My boyfriend and I have a lot of friends, a big group, and we all get together a lot.
Little stuff. We get together for holidays and everyone's birthdays, sometimes we have a game night or something.

Now, he and I [out of courtesy] tend not to be very affectionate with each other during these group activities.
Oh sure, if we're sitting next to each other we'll hold hands. Sometimes I'll hug him or give him a passing kiss on the cheek.
But we never overdo it and we're NEVER innapropriate.

This is the problem I'm having right now:
One of our friends and his girlfriend CANNOT keep their faces off each other.
I swear to god they are making out every ten minutes.
One of our New Year's traditions is that everyone plays tackle football, and I got the misfortune of being on his team.
EVERY PLAY he actually walked away from the huddle and went to make out with her.
She and he took over a bedroom at a house that wasn't even theirs and since my clothes were in there, I had to shut my eyes every time I walked in.

WHY CAN THEY NOT SEE THAT THIS IS RUDE???
I mean it's beyond rude, it's disrespectful and honestly kinda gross.

Maybe I'm just mad because my boyfriend doesn't find me that irresistible.
But I think it's because I'm tired of being the only person even trying to exhibit manners or decorum.

I am afraid your turning into my ex, I don't want to be your mother, I want to be your girl.

I hate my smile. It makes me feel ugly.
I've never had a best friend because I've never met someone I actually clicked with. I just pretend to have fun around most of my friends, but I'm actually really lonely.
I'm afraid of the future, and that I won't be good enough to achieve my goals.
When skinny people complain about their "fat", I want to punch them. After all, if they think THEY'RE fat, then what does that make me?

i love you

and im so scared to tell you.



but I mean love.
the kind of love you feel when even when we fight you amaze me.
the kind of love that you show me when we lay next to eachother and I don't want to touch you but just stare into your eyes.


you are perfect in every way possible. And I love the fact that you constanly come to me for attention to remind you.
you look down on yourself and I will always be here to pick you up.
i love you


and i dont want to continue to hurt myself when you tell me you're looking for someone. Im right in front of you. Im screaming for you and you can't hear me. I dont want to be around you honestly......but i cant get enough of you..


please just leave me.

i regret every day not telling you how I feel.



i dont know what you're trying to do to me but i really wish you would just stop teasing me.
stop calling
stop texting
stop haning out with me
Im just tired of my heart being full of love for you then when I try something you shoot me down.



I hate that you love me mostly when you're drunk,
when ur sober you talk about a life we can have together but I dont see you fighting for it.

My gf is asleep. I'm going to jerk off while thinking about this guy I know.......

I often close my eyes and imagine holding you tight in the hopes that somehow you can feel it.

i love eric

im so fucking sick of the interrogation.
all i want is you and to love you.
i know you want out yet i refuse to let go.
i guess i deserve the abuse.

fuck my life.

i hate that no one loves me.

i love smoking weed more than i love my mother.

i lie about how many people i've had sex with because i don't consider the time i was black out wasted.

i'm so lonely.

I'm happy we got to bring in the new year together :)

I hope this continues to work out because I like you and I think we'd be good together!  Just let me know that you like me and this isn't just about sex.  I'll rock your world from that point on ;)

Oh really, you use Ozium in the bathrooms at work??  Do ya really?  You're the manager there, right?  Not some custodian?... Correct?  

So, why ya pimpin' that 48 oz. bottle of Ozium again???

Ohhhhhhhh........right, for the "bathroom," at work.  Cause when you're not busy being the "manager," you keep the poop smells at bay in the "bathroom."













Look, I wasn't born yesterday.  You are getting beyond OLD.  At first I tried to reason with you, then I begged you, then you made me age 40 years and get uniforms involved (something I never I thought I'd resort to).  

Now, it's time to say our goodbyes.  I wish you well and am almost in awe of where the hell you got that bottle of Ozium.  I honestly didn't know they sold it in bottles that big.  It must be hidden in some corner of Costco I've never noticed.  You know, somewhere where they keep all kinds of weird munchies and crappy dvds.  

Cheers.  You've helped me prematurely turn into my grandfather.  Kudos.

I have one suggestion to every High School or collage student out there, there is this book called The Curse of the Good Girl. READ IT! It can and may change your point of view on well, how you are as a person. Its not one of those hocas pocas magic/sci-fi/what the fuck ever books, its writen by this phycologist. Its good read it

I have sexual fantasy's about my man commanding me around praising me for fallowing his commands, me sitting at his feet, resting my head on his legs, being told I am his good girl. The secret? We are both in harry Potter Style school girl out fits. He is in Griffindor, I am his good little Slytherin.

18, female

2009 sent me love and saved my life. I was so ready to end my life I was planning it. Eat myself death, that way no one would really notice and others egg on my death the way teenagers do. I had it all planned out. I dumped my duchbag asshole ex, not wanting him to know of my down fall and know he caused it I wanted him to question it. I hated him. Then M came along, he literaly saved me, and beffore I knew it all plans for death were gone. It was so suttle, he KNEW what I was doing. I love him all the more for saving me.

2009 gave me Hope and love.

2010, Please keep this up. I know life gets shitty, I hope you bring me joy, and up my self esteem more and more

Sometimes, at night, I lick my cat. Is that wrong? He seems to like it.

no matter how many guys come into my life ... I will always secretly want him.

I love how you see things in me I don't see in myself.

I masturbate to the thought of being raped

I hate crying in front of people.

They always ask "Whats wrong?"

I want to tell them. I want to tell them EVERYTHING.

But its too much to bring up, too much to handle, too many emotions.

"Nothing, I'm fine," and I smile.

They believe me. Every time.

And I wish they wouldn't.

Sometimes he's so sweet and precious it almost fools me...but not quite.

If it gets back to you that I threw a NYE party, I'm going to tell you that I forgot to invite you, since the plans were made last minute.

Secret 1- I didn't forget. You were very, very deliberately not invited.

Secret 2- Not everyone who acts friendly is your friend. I don't like you.

I don't have any friends becuase everyone thinks I'm mean.  They think I'm mean because I push them away and don't respond well when they talk to me.  But its just that I'm scared and I'm just so surprised eveytime someone says 'hello'.

KF...you're so fucking hot...your face, your tits...that pussy!!! Sometimes I get so excited looking at you and jerking off that I get a little afraid I might drop dead.

I still don't see why Mom can't accept me as I am.

spending new years with you was miserable. I don't like any of your friends, we have nothing in common. You promised not to ignore me, and yet you did the entire night. Therefore I got drunk so I wouldn't care. I ended up regretting that too, because it just made me tired and sick feeling. I am way to young to be stuck with you and miserable. I would have had more fun by myself....... I love you, but seriously I'm not sure how this is going to work if we cannot make each other happy.

If she tasted like I do I would have loved it.

Never let someone be your happiness .

It sounds harsh , but it will only make you stronger .

well 2009 came with a lot of smiles, and a lot of tears. i met a lot of new people, and i lost a lot of people too. i just wish my new years resolution comes true. to be happy. memories will stay with me forever. i love all my friends. just, please make me happy 2010.

There was no reason for him to have said that to you today. It's not true, and I wish you believed me. I'm so sorry he said it. I can promise you that if he ever does again that I'm not going to stand for it. The next time, if it ever happens again, I'll give him a piece of my mind. The only reason I'm not this time is because he apologized. But I don't think you should stand for it. I think you should tell him how it made you feel.

If you think so badly of me,then why are you still here? Just leave already,I do not care anymore. I give up,do what you want but I will not walk on egg shells around you anymore. I know that you notice that I ignore you and I sleep on the couch because I feel more peaceful there. This is my house so if you hate me so much,and every thing I do is so wrong,then just leave because I do not know what you want from me,how to please you,or who you want me to be and I am done trying. If you cant tell me what you want from me then shut the fuck up and keep your misery to your self. I do not need it and I do not need you.

You broke my heart today.  What a fool I've been thinking you really loved me.

It was the hardest thing I have done in a long time. It was probably the best thing ever to cut the ties for good.

Husbands, finding a lover while you are still married is NOT a good thing. Work on that relationship with her. That is what we are supposed to do.

Next time I see you, I am going to make something happen.

You say if something should happen between us then it would have happened by now. Well I'm going to make it happen.

I'm not going to pour my heart out like I want to. It will be short sweet and to the point.

Something along the lines of, "so how long is it going to take you before you realize that we could be really good together?"

Ya. Something like that.

My News Years resolution is to cheat on my wife.

I just talked with my mother to wish her a Happy New Year.  I don't call her because I want to call her, I call her because I feel like I have to call her.  She droned on and on about some stupid shit, like shoveling snow or cold weather or her electric bill or her neighbor.  Ugh, I can hardly stand it.  

To top it off, she adds a final, "I Love You" which makes me cringe every time she says it.  It's like fingernails on a blackboard to me.  She never said it to me when I was a kid but now she feels compelled to do so since my father died.

I resent you for being such a hateful bitch when I came out to you over a decade ago.  I may not mention what you did, but I'll never forgive you for treating me that way and I'll never ever really mean "I Love You" even if i fight past the sickening feeling I get at the thought of saying that to you and actually say it.

Honestly, and I am just being honest, I don't know if I'd really care if you died.  I don't wish ill will on you, but I don't really love you and, worse, I don't even care about you.   I must keep up appearances though. Sorry, but you made your bed and now you'll have to make it comfortable for yourself.   You can't undo what you did to me.

I work out so I can look super-cute and so I can fuck any guy I want.

I have two guys now that want me, but I don't feel like I can give myself completely to them because I don't feel physically perfect yet. I blow them. They fuck me. But I can't fully feel comfortable when I'm with them because I don't feel perfect yet.

Obviously they like me the way I look, otherwise they wouldn't have started a physical relationship with me. They obviously like a little padding on a woman, but I just feel that I can't be completely with them until I'm physically perfect.

I'll keep working out to get skinny. Thank you guys for making me feel sexy, even if I'm not perfect...

We was both absoutly out of our faces.
You are my mates ex.
It was new years, and it was midnight.
But kissing you was the best feeling i've had in a long time. I can tell you don't want anymore now your sober, but when you was drunk you couldn't keep away from me, no matter how hard i'd tried.
You weren't even that drunk, it was obvious.
So, i want you, if you'll have me, i hope you realise that please M.H <3

I just found pictures of you on your friends Flickr page *drool*

my tongue no longer hurts, hooray!
i love you. i may be exaggerating but you have too many near death encounters for me to not let you know. so yeah. i feel like. this can happen ! us! jus sayin. even though i super hate when youre hungover+on your rag and im like at home unable to do shit about it.
i hope i see you soon. ask me to spend the night will you?

i hope that 2010 brings you all of the happiness that you have always deserved.

i love you, and i wish i could be there to see all of what you will accomplish.

I am in lust with a blackjack dealer at my local watering hole. Thinking about him is consuming me and I doubt he feels the same. Why do I waste my time trying to achieve impossible encounters!

The worst part isn't being hurt again. It's that for once I expected better.

We're both broke.  You're in way more debt than I am, but you're twice my age.  

My Fico score is points away from, "very good."

I just bought a bookcase and dresser for less money than you just spent on a painting in an antique store downtown.

I just cannot take living in this clusterf*ck anymore.  It's swallowing me whole.  

2010 will be a purge of items not worn, crap not used, things not read ... and only the true necesseties will be kept.

My wife betrayed me last night. She told her friends a VERY personal secret about our sex life. She apologized, but of course you cannot un-ring a bell. I may never be able to forgive her. I have spent most of the day trying to decide if I should file for divorce.

I feel like we can make it.

I know this all American soccer mom. She grew up in the midwest. She is pleasant. She has a few kids. Her husband works in a sales job. She lives in a typical house clustered in with other typical houses. She drives a minivan.  She bakes cookies.  She is an all around typical mother in sururbia.  Except....

Except she created the The Republic of Estonia when she was 20 years old.

She is not Estonian.  Her ancestors are not Estonian.  They have lived in America for hundreds of years.  Her father was not a diplomat, I think he was the manager of a Radio Shack.

But when she was in college back in 1991, the USSR was collapsing.  Since it was a timely topic, she wrote a college term paper suggesting a sample Constitution for a new Soviet Satellite nation.  She pulled in bits from the Magna Carta, the US Constitution, the French Constitution, the English Legal system, etc.  She bundled it all together and handed it in.  She got an A.

Then, and she is still not sure how this happened, but someone associated with the new nation of Estonia came across the document.  A few months later it was put before the Estonian people and promptly adopted as their Constitution!

It was that easy.

Estonia today is considered to be the most Westernized of the Soviet nations.  Yeah, no wonder, their principles of government were written by a 20 year old American girl.  

I love our world!

spending new years with you was amazing. i am so glad that i have you. you put me first in your life and no one ever has but you so thank you so much. i love you and hope we get to spend the rest of our lifes together.

I hope the new year finds him with a new strength.  The strength to let go.  The strength to be honest.  The strength to find himself.

I just hope he can find it all on his own.  I want nothing to do with him.

I don't think my wife has said anything interesting in 10 years. We will have people over.  The conversation will turn to politics or education or some world event. A great dialog starts to develop.  But my wife will interrupt and say something like, "Everyone, I'd like to now tell you what I did on vacation."  Really.  I watch the guests all go quiet and smile politely as the hostess controls the conversation and starts describing the new pair of pants she bought while visiting her sister in Maine over the summer.  

I have even caught husbands and wives secretly rolling their eyes at each other as if saying, oh no, here she goes again. I understand their annoyance.  Imagine how bad it gets for me when I'm alone with her in the house.  My wife has no ability to have a meaningful discussion.  She combats that emptiness by grabbing the dialog and making it into a one sided lecture about something completely trite and uninteresting, but something she can talk about - shopping, cooking, shoes.

On top of which, she only allows for sex once every year or so. She spends too much money on herself. She runs off to lunch or gym class leaving me with chores. She is ALWAYS late in arriving anywhere. She throws tamtrums if she doesn't get her way.  She is terrible at cleaning. Her cooking is boring.  She bangs up the car.  She lies, oh boy does she lie.

So why do I stay with her?  Because I am stupid.  Plain and simple.  There is no other explanation.  I am an idiot.

i was so sad lying in bed last night, next to him, waiting for the ball to drop. all i could do was think of you. why the fuck for? i'm so stupid

2009 broke me.

I don't remember if I got a kiss at midnight or not, but I wish that I had...from you. Let's make up for it sometime.

Im taking my life back in 2010! Its all about me this year. No one can controll me anymore, my life is my own and its time I live my life for me. Im invisible for the last time!!!! im 26 and its time I stop listening to others and do what is right for me!!!! No longer will I be a pushover. 2010 here I come, watch out!!!!!

Tonight ended the worst year of my life.  I know it's just another day, but I feel like I'm starting brand new.

You left me alone on new years and you are miles away. I wish you were here with me now, i hate beeing alone on holidays knowing i have someone I could be spending this time with. I cant wait until you are here with me so I can rape you ass, tie you up to the bed, and have my way with you!!! Boy you better be ready for an all night fuck fest. Peter you are all mine when you get home because this girl is horny as fuck!!!! And I cant wait much longer...... Love you Papi

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I could never stand my son's mother, but she gave the best, most amazing head I have ever had in my life. I only put up with her as long as I did because of that. Among many other severe personality defects, she screwed one of my best friends behind my back as well as other guys while all the while proclaiming this great love for me.

Obviously, I eventually left her, but her "skills" in this area ruined me for every other woman I have been with since.

A friend of mine owns a very crappy pizza restaurant. The food is terrible and is very basic, nothing interesting or very good. He just opened a third location and seems to think he is the CEO of Dominos or something because he will talk all day about how great it is. I eat there because its free for me and I like free shit. The other day my buddies actually decided to pay for pizza from another place then eat the crap he gives me for free.

I will help out every now and then because I used to work in pizza during college and since he runs a terrible business he needs dependable help. He has his sister run one of his stores and she steals money from him and has no clue what she is doing and is basicly just there to collect a paycheck, I caught her stealing and he did nothing. His employees do not give a shit because he is a dick to everyone all the time so they do the minimum required and he knows this and does not seem to do much about it. His sister who is the store manager and married and whos daughter works there once a week, is basicly fucking a manager whos girlfriend works there sometimes. Everyone knows but the owner, girlfriend, husband and daughter. This place is the worst and the owner cheaps out at every oportunity he gets and it shows in the product.

Fuck you Daren. You and your pizza suck.

You get a little pissed off at me and decide to totally ignore me on New Year's.  I told your parents that I was going to kiss SOMEONE at midnight.  They laughed and said, "Good for you!"

I, indeed, kissed someone.

I kissed a girl.

And I liked it.  

=)

Asshole.

I told a boy I loved him in 2009, but it wasn't love, it was lust.  All I have ever had was lust, I want love...maybe I will find it in 2010.

I want to kiss you at midnight...but you are miles away, and I am here, alone.

I just spent new years with most of my closest friends. Why is it that as soon as I'm alone, I feel SO LONELY?

Happy New Year B. Thanks for calling asshole or at least sending me a text. I can't believe you didn't want to bring in the New Year with me. I am cool to hang out with whenever YOU want to bust a nut though right? I AM OVER IT! Go find someone else to treat like an asshole because YOU my friend, aren't worth it.

During 2009, I said some things I shouldn't have said.
But more importantly, 2009 was a year that I left too many things unsaid.

Here's to 2010 - a year where I hope I can find the words to say and find the courage to say them.

Every time you open your legs I shut my eyes .

Tightly .

So many years have passed. I just can't let you go. I think about you all the time. I miss you. I love you.

This year had better be fucking worth it.

I just rang in the new year by watching Big Bang Theory alone in my room. All I wanted today was to be with my boyfriend and kiss him at midnight. Didn't care where, just wanted to be with him.

im in love with someone who doesnt love me back. its killing me... i think i may die from this pain...


im crying

im not excited for the new year, because im afraid you will think of it as a new begining. a new begining that wont involve me...

i love you. please dont forget me...

I am so ridiculously strong, physically. Nobody messes with me if they have any sense. I wish I could lend that strength to those who need it, who weren't gifted that way. No one should have to be victimized by bullies.

Secret to happiness. Soften Your Heart. Scatter forgiveness and gratitude everywhere you think it doesn't belong, and then some.

I love my boyfriend. We've been together for almost three months. I want to tell him at midnight, but I'm afraid he won't feel the same.

I am extremely guarded and always have been.  It was growing up in a dysfunctional household, in poverty, with the disorder and noise of five deprived siblings, an absentee father and a depressive mother that did it.  I learned early that people are mercurial and unreliable and that it is best to limit one's interactions with them.  

At 35 years of age I have hardly any friends and don't really care about it.  As long as I have plenty of work and things are going my way professionally, I'm happy.  I know that this is considered unhealthy, but the mere thought of navigating the treacherous self-interest of others induces so much dread that I get nauseated.  That's what relationships are:  a delicate balance of symbiotic self-interest.  I wouldn't mind it if people were blunt about this.  It's the double-speak and social lies that I can't stomach.  Let's call a spade a fucking spade, now shan't we?  But if you try to do that, no one wants to buy in any more.

Fucking hypocrites.

As much as I hate to admit it, she made the right decision.  I still love her a lot, more than anything in the world, but I was not her true love.  She was my first and only, and it has been killing me slowly for almost 8 years that she is with him.  I miss her, I love her, but I probably wouldn't even know her if I met her today.  I would like to move on, but I can't (or won't), she is just too important to me.  Someday I hope it gets a little easier.

Fuck you 2009. I'm glad to see you go. You sucked worse than 1977.

It isn't any use. No matter how many times I tell myself it's for the best, I still can only think of you tonight.

I know who you did last winter.

And let me tell you: lying cheaters NEVER prosper.

Next year, you should resolve to keep it in your pants.

S was hit by a train two days ago.
She was in band with us last year.
We have to agree, she was not the best person on the planet, definitely not the nicest one. And, like many people do, we responded just like all other people do to mean people-- we were mean back.
And it's different now, because she was so young, so short lived. She quit band this year-- nothing was heard about her again, unless to bring up old antics and random silly stories. Now looking back, it feels.. so surreal. We did wrong to her, she did wrong to us, but this is still not right.
Despite all my silly antics, banters, what I say and do, what we all did-all our silly antics-I truly feel sympathetic and bad about this.
It's different. Seeing the crazy weird person that I am, this kind of feeling is very.. guess I can't describe it.
What I'm really trying to say is, sorry, and I hope we can meet again.
RIP.

I hate New Years Eve. It's the most pointless holiday ever. No, I don't want to go to your lame coworkers party. No, I don't want to go to your friends house, watch you get drunk, and then babysit your drunk ass as you puke until you pass out. Pointless, stupid, amateur drunk holiday is all this is.

I'm hopelessly in love with him. He doesn't have the biggest cock, but he has the sweetest tasting cum. He makes me feel beautiful. I know we will be together again. Meanwhile, I will keep buying shoes to keep me from crying.

I wish on every eyelash that you will come back to me, safe and sound.

Be careful, soldier. I love you, even though you don't know it. I miss you more than I ever thought possible.

i have a long cock :/