Confessions

I just need to be single. I’m terrible at relationships. I have the worst habit of flirting with everyone I know: exes, friends, internet RP buddies, random people in my classes. I’m not cut out to be in a relationship.

It blows.

i wanna fuck tyler the creator

I love you and I miss you. Meet me under the moonlight tonight?

he made me get naked with him and lay on him so that my pussy was over his mouth and his hard dick was near my mouth, he then licked my pussy and made me lick and suck his dick. if i stopped or didn’t do it well enough he would slap my ass really hard.

i wonder how much time it would take for you to initiate a conversation with me if i just didn’t text you or chat you. would it be an accurate measure of how much you care about me these days?

and if i died, i wonder how long it would take you to talk to me and start to wonder if something is wrong when i don’t answer…

once my aunt is gone to work he starts in. this time he paid me to take off my panties and bra and sit on his lap, he then sucked my nipples and rubbed my pussy. his hard dick was bulging in his pants.

My bf lied to me every friday for a month he could have been arrested. He admitted it to me before I called him on it and keeps saying sorry. I dont know what to do. 🙁

Even though we aren’t talking, I miss him and the only reason I don’t pick up the phone is because I’m scared. I’ve tried so hard to get over him. I just wish things could be different; I’d give anything for things to be different.

I wish I could send you that stuff.

I don’t have anyone at home to talk to.

I messed around with my dad and I like it. I want to do it again. I’m torn between the guilt and the pleasure. There is something about it being so forbidden that makes it seem so good. I also know that I can make him do anything I want now.

I always tend to believe people im closest to or love arent lying to me. If I had reason to believe they were it would hurt but I would want to know or prove it for myself them and the relationship. I wouldnt want to accuse anyone of lying that didnt its a personal attack it cuts deep and its wrong.

I miss the touch of your lips on my neck, I miss laying there next to you. I miss everything about you.

I wonder if you will remember my birthday.

i love being naked, especially outside…

i like to masturbate while i’m at a friends house, i guess it’s the chance of getting caught that thrills me.

i sit at home all the time by myself and think about either sex or killing myself. but then sometimes when i think about sex, i compare my sex life to his and i feel like a failure; but i also feel like a failure for every reason. so i’m going to take in all the judgement that i’ve gotten from them and own it. i’m not going to bother trying to fix myself again because it never works. i’ve proven it time and time again that i fucking ruin everything, i cant take care of myself, and i always say the wrong thing. i kind of miss the old me, but then again not at all. im not sure of what i think or feel. i just need somebody to save me, i apparently cant help myself–either that or i hope i just die already.

ps- i know you’ve been lying to me and i’m waiting for the perfect moment to hook up with him behind your back then shove it in your face, since you want to act like such a superior little dumb cunt all the time. you think you’re so smart and tough? call me out on this, i dare you.

This guy I’m with possibly gave me genital warts.He said he had bumps on his penis that weren’t there before. He refused to go have himself checked out and wouldn’t take me to get checked because he said he ‘didn’t want to know’. I am going to get checked out. But I am so disgusted and hurt because HE did this. HE screwed around and brought this on both our heads. I haven’t been with anyone BUT him. And he just wants to let it go. ‘You’re probably infected already anyway.’ he says. That’s why he thinks it shouldn’t matter. I tell him that my organs are up inside my body. The strain of virus that gives genital warts could possibly lead to cervical cancer for me. Doesn’t that matter?

He still doesn’t want to know.

I thought you would be the one person that I could be 100% comfortable with my body in front of, but because of one little comment you made, I don’t think I can. And I’m upset with you for it. I just don’t know why. After all, there is truth behind it. It was just a suggestion. And an easy-to-fix problem. It’s not like you were trying to be mean or anything. But for some reason, it hurt. But not as much as it hurts to be mad at you.

I wanted to kill myself so badly and now that my dad beat me to it I fucking can’t, because I don’t know what my brother or mother would do.