Group Hug

I’m sick of men being shallow assholes and I don’t want to date them.

I dumped my ex boyfriend because I didn’t like his attitudes about sex. However, if I could fuck just one person right now, dear God, it would be him.

I’ve realized that I’m in love with my friend who is married. I will never tell him.

I still want my co-worker even though he’s married and is 20 years older than me. The thing is, we flirt back and forth so I know the feeling’s mutual. He is so sexy and we get along so well! I can’t wait until his wife leaves town and/or until we get the chance to go out for drinks… I want him so bad and it’s only a matter of time until I have him…

I have been told that I forced my female cousin to kiss me when I was a little girl.

I dont remeber it in the slightest bit.
I dont remeber a lot of things about my past.

I have never smoked, drank, had sex, or done drugs.
All of my friends smoke, drink, have sex, and do drugs.

I gave my boyfriend of 5 months a blowjob and feeling like I am a worthless hypocrite.
I was never against oral sex, or sex, or drugs, or alcohol. In fact, I wanted to do it.

But I am still a slut.
I think I am friends with these adicts to make myself feel better.

I change who I am all the time. My appearance, my style, my beliefs, my attitude, my goals.

I never really stay the same person for more than 2 months.

I think I do this because I dont want to be held accountable for who I am.
Because I am always changing.

so my boyfriend who i love with all my soul worries that i’m a lesbian (i’m bi) and i think the fact that he can’t make me cum is just making his worries worse, but it’s really not him, hes the best and hottest guy on earth. i wish he believed me, and i wish i could have a fucking orgasm during sex. i’ve been practicing BDSM since i was 16 and i can’t even have a fucking orgasm during sex, what the fuck is wrong with me?

anyways, i love him!, and i can’t wait until we get married. i think i’m gunna go buy some of those pills online that make it easier for girls to cum. wish me luck!

when i was little i used to poop behind a tree in my backyard.

I think Im better than everyone else.
I listen to better music, I do better in school, I go to cooler places, I wear cooler clothes, I have deeper thoughts.

I also think Im an asshole.
No one know what I think about them, because Im always pretending to be upbeat. I actually hate them.

Tomorrow she will ask me why I left her sleeping alone, passed out from gin and fully clothed without a warm body to hold when she wakes, and I won’t tell her that it could have been the first time for her to see me cry if she had seen me ten minutes ago. If she had seen what I saw, if she had seen what I had to destroy, she would understand. She would have seen a body as warm and alive as a tender child, chest heaving in and out slowly with flesh peaceful and subsisting. She would have seen a soft body that will be made to shudder violently with painful tears. She would have seen the tits that will be clenched and cradled when the body that contains them is left abandoned and alone. If she had seen what I saw, she would have cried, too, because I will never love her.

sometimes i feel like im not good enough to be a vet. i’m halfway through vet school and everyones marks are alot better than mine

I dont think I will ever be able to love anyone because I do not understand the concept.

I also think that I will never be able to accept his faults.

I dont understand why I think I am so worthy of perfection.

I plan to be a psychiatrist when I am older.

I think I am attracted to men who have particular mental issues.

I think im going to turn out neurotic.

i keep having weird sex dreams about this guy. but the thing is he is butt ugly and i don’t even know why i’m having these dreams. i think he likes me but i already have a boyfriend and he’s just fugly. it’s so frustrating! i turn so red when he comes near me but when i look at him i just think ‘what a fugly guy’

i pretend to take my birth control every day in front of my boyfriend.. i hide it under my tongue and take it out when hes not looking. im so blessed to be pregnant – he doesnt know yet.

i love him and i will never be able to tell him because i’m too scared it’s going to ruin how well things are going. damn you long distance.

i fail at everything i try to accomplish. school, losing weight, making friends, keeping a job.

sometimes i really wish i would’ve gone through with suicide when i was ten, instead of chickening out.

i work at mcdonalds and steal so much money, simply by neglecting to ring up orders or parts of orders.

i dont feel bad, at all.

i regret that i didnt start doing this sooner. we’re getting cameras next week.

i want a new job.