I am addicted to picking up girls. Currently I have a girl who I am with but who doesn't want to be with me officially because it will never work out because I have kids and she is of an ethnic background that values marrying people free of baggage (maybe a little more than other ethnic backgrounds). Anyways I love her very much but cannot tell her becaue that would make this real. So instead I protect myself by keeping a steady supply of women at my beck and call by picking up girls off of the street, on subways at coffee shops and generally anywhere where ti is possible to pick up women. It makes me sad that i feel I have to do this but I don't know what else to do right now (other than the obvious stating of the truth) but that would be too easy right?
Taylor, we drove by your house yesterday. Your garuage door was wide open and your car was in the drive way.
I don't care that we've we're engaged. You think just cause I said yes that that's it? That now you don't need to 'try' anymore because you're already got me? Don't try to keep me, and I'll find another who will.
he left his web page open on my computer today....he has been chatting up women with flattery and flirtatious questions. I don't feel guilty at all about looking because it was on my computer.
My best mate's wife and I have fallen in love
The title says it all. I've never had feelings this strong. But we both love our spouses and there's no way this can work. We haven't done anything, and we're not going to have an affair. But the pain is unbearable. I can't concentrate, or get any work done...
In love with
I am married with two kids but I am in love with a co-worker, who is also married. She doesnt know it and I will never do anything about it but I sometimes cry because I lover her so much. My wife is not a bad person but I just do not love her anymore but I care too much for my family to ever sacrifice it but I am trying to deal with the fact that I will never be truly happy now. My heart skips a beat everytime I see her and when she touches my hand or shoulder, I feel like a million dollars. She is wonderful.
I have an eating disorder I've been hiding from my family and boyfriend. I've thrown up with them literally in the next room. I make up all sorts of lies to everyone to explain my weight loss. People will buy me expensive food, only for it to end up in the toilet 10 minutes later. I feel horrible and worthless about my ingratitude.
i gave out my home phone to people i met online. i know that they're safe but i'm grounded and i don't know what to do. we all felt safe and we talked about harmless stuff. gosh darnit, parents are too strict.
I seriously don't get everyone's freaking obsession with death and loss. Your relative is old and they died. It happens and yes, it is very sad. Yes, it sucks very much but that's life. People die. People leave. People are either taken from you or they leave voluntarily so learn to deal.
It's not like this has never happened before and it's not like you do not have a gigantic support system of family members there to help you. Crying at work and scaring people by being so upset at home isn't fair to them because an old woman died. She was old and had a good long life. It's not your fault and life will go on. Stop being so selfish and learn that people leave you especially when they are old and near death to begin with.
I'm less than half your age and I know that people will be leaving me for the rest of my life. Yeah, it sucks but that's life. Either deal with it or leave.
I love HIM
I am in love. I dont know how to express myself. I want to say i love you but i cant do it. I dont know why. I am 19 years old and i know i have a long life before me but all i think about is him. it scares me, how much i love this kid. i never love. i cant read him, i wish i knew he loved me as much as i him, in the back of my head i know he loves me but then again i dont. it has been short but i know this is real but inside i am fighting it with stupid stuff in my past. I am not ready to have my heart broken but some kid whom i could never see again. I have no ties to Ohio, only thing is school. if he breaks me i could never come back again and never see him what happens then? i wish i could see how this all ends up becasue i am not strong enough for this. not now. but i am in love so i cant break up with him because I am scared... can I?
I'm trying to get my boyfriend to gain weight so he can't leave me and go join the military. And... I think it's kinda hot. =/
I still love him
I still love him, even after all this time. I probably always will love him too. The curls of his hair, his pink, juicy lips, his soft, sweet voice, his amazing sense of humor, his kindness, and his deep blue eyes, deep as the ocean. I would look into them all day if I could. I still love you, T, and I'll never stop loving you. Even if you aren't gay, I can't help myself, I care too much. Please let us meet one day.
In love with my best friend
I have been married for 10 years, and met a guy online 2 years ago. It finally hit me today what I had been suspecting for several months...I love this man. I have children with my husband, and while my husband isn't a bad father, he's not the best spouse, and while I don't know if my friend would be a good father, he's interested in my children, and interested in me. I never meant for this to happen, but I love him, and I think he loves me.
He's lost the term 'dad' to me. I hate him. I've no respect for him anymore, whatsoever. I will never say 'I love you, too' to him, again. I won't believe another lie. I don't care what happens to him. At least, that's what I like to tell myself. He wasn't there for my brother and isn't for me. My brother mentioned it when I was younger, and I thought, "He's crazy--Dad's great." I now realize what my brother said was true. But no matter what, I can't help it. I still call him dad. On the off chance that he calls, I still say 'I love you, too' when we hang up. I still expect to see him when he says he'll be there. I still care. And I hate it.
But most of all, I hate myself. I'm a wimp. I can't let go. I'm still 'Daddy's little girl.' It hurts. I still cry whenever he doesn't show up. I still want to punch the wall when he goes home without stopping to say a simple 'hi' to me. I still want to die when he talks to my mom, whom he divorced over 10 God damn years ago, and doesn't bother to ask her to pass the phone to me. I try to ignore him. I did for a while. But I still answer the phone. I don't even think he knows that I possibly fractured my hand the last time I punched something because of him. What the wrong with me?
I don't love him.
I wish my boyfriend would stop telling me he loved me so I could stop lying to him.
I am a compulsive liar. I live a made up life that all of my friends think is true, but it isn't. They all think I came from a very wealthy family when my parents are actually really poor and i am embarrassed by my family. Sometimes I think about coming clean, but it would be too hard now. I have been telling this lie for 10 years.
my roomate was such a jerk.
She constantly got mad about the tiniest stuff.
I mean like for instance you move her laundery or leave the light on at night she would cuss you out for it. On top of that she thought it was okay to move my stuff around and go into my room without permission. That stupid idiot wanted the air conditioner on 80 degress in the middle of the summer in texas. To top it off if I tried to make it even a little bit cooler she would yell at me. So the day I was moving out my boyfriend had to take a leak but he managed to piss all over the toliet seat and wiped it up with her towel.
I want her
Ive heard a total of 10 people say we would make the perfect couple and Im sure people have said it to her too but she cant see me like that.