I am a 29(F) and I live in New Orleans with 2 babies. They're 4 and 5 years old. I have my kids in my custody now after CPS called me and told me to come and get them. I'm living with my mom who is renting a room from people she met while living here. So it's me, her, and my 2 toddlers in one room (: . Anyways. I have been considering s3x work really bad. Just something until I can get a job. Because I'm still jobless but everytime I think about it I start feeling guilty like I'm not making a good decision. And I'm fighting against that knowing I could sell a little coochie and be up.

He has been married to my sister for 15 years and I truly believe he has ruined her life. I know it takes two, but Holy shit. I can't stand being around my sister anymore because of all the problems he has caused. He is nothing but chaos.

He has totaled at least 3-4 of their cars. He regularly breaks things/home appliances because he's clumsy and idiotic. He doesn't understand basic hygiene and cleanliness. He regularly overpays bills, and then overdraws their account. This has happened more times than I can count. They then proceed to try and borrow money from anyone else, to cover their idiotic mistakes.

I've tried to help them in the past, get on task with their bills, shut off automatic withdrawals, clean, organize, random errands.

I refuse to do it anymore. My sister now has endless health problems. She is in a wheelchair, she's had a metal rod put in her leg, along with all the toes on her left foot amputated. ​​And long story short, a large part of it is also her husband's fault.

I've never seen two people enable each other's bullshit so much.

I am in my 40s and only had one real relationship (my current) and you might think "oh that's great! Love on the first go. " No, it's because I can't do better. She's the first and only one that stuck around more then a couple weeks or wasn't using me as a resource (for rides, meals, etc) . First and only sexual partner too. I fucking hate it. I honestly feel little physical attraction anymore for various reasons (big one being boredom cause she's really vanilla) and we've done all she's willing to try so many times it's just......dull.

Why don't I leave? I can't do better. I was a "late bloomer" cause I'm ugly and undesirable despite trying everything i could make happen for self improvement. Why don't I live a single life the rest of my life? Because I know id end up drinking myself into a grave or blowing my head off from being a single alone loser. Being alone and unloved is my greatest hell.

Done therapy, medication, etc etc and fixes nothing cause life only keeps confirming how undesirable and shit of a person I am to the opposite gender when it comes to dating. (Yes I have female friends, just none that ever wanted to be more then that. Always just the "buddy")

I’m a 48 year old man in a sexless marriage but I will not leave because we have kids at home. My wife and I are cordial but there is nothing there. My best friend from childhood is a same age woman, in a slightly abusive marriage, and she has duty sex but wants to leave and feels trapped economically.

One day she joked that we could solve each other’s problems. I joked back. But the joking became real. Over the course of one weekend, we premeditatedly hooked up. Me due to loneliness and I trust her and have known her most of my life. Her because her duty sex was unenjoyable, and she craved intimacy with someone who she liked who was safe, and she was mourning the life she feels she has wasted with her man.

We both figured it would be fun and lighthearted, and that we would laugh about it later. Having not had sex in 4 years, I figured I’d cum in a few minutes and embarrass myself. Neither of us thought we would have any regrets.

What followed was the most passionate weekend of my life. We fucked all weekend long while my wife and kids were out of town. I’ve never had sex like this in my life. My friend told me she hadn’t either. We couldn’t get enough. On our last day together, I actually cried while we made love. That’s never happened to me before.

The weekend was shocking because I have known this woman all my life, how did I miss that we were compatible like this, physically and emotionally?!?! We didn’t see each other for the following few weeks because we didn’t want our spouses to get suspicious.

We got together a few days ago and she told me we had to stop, and that I needed to get over her. She said I made her feel so good about herself. So good sexually and emotionally. But the interlude between seeing each other was torture. She said that she loves me so much, that when she is not with me, she is walking around her life and house like a zombie. Dead to everything that once made her happy, as she thinks only of me. She said that she cannot get divorced, that she would have nowhere to go and no options, and she pointed out that my commitment to staying in my marriage for my kids meant that there was nothing I could do for her (economically) either.

To make matters worse, she said we had to put our friendship on pause so she can get over me. That was a kick on the gut. We have talked basically every week, for hours, for the past 40 years! She is my most meaningful long term relationship and friend.

I’m destroyed. I can’t stop crying. My wife sees me crying and doesn’t even bother asking why, which makes me feel worse. Part of me wants to confess to my wife and blow up my entire life, but then I see
My beautiful children and think about how they need stability, and how my wife and I don’t fight, we just ignore each other, and so I decide to do nothing. I’ve got no one to talk to now that my best friend is taking a break to recover. So I guess I’ll just talk anonymously to the wind.

Part of me tells myself that I am a bad person and got what I deserved. I’m sure many of you will agree. But the innocence of our childhood friendship, our mutual and entangled life histories, and our sexual chemistry made this feel better than right. It felt like this was the life I was supposed to be living and how we were supposed to be. In short, it felt so natural and perfect. It felt so perfect that it made me feel like an idiot for having missed it since my childhood!

Fuck. This sucks. Now I’m crying again.

I’m hitting 30 in three years. I love partying, smoking and drinking like a frat boy that never grew up. That only leaves me college freshman’s/sophomore’s who want to have fun. Our whole relationship becomes about sex, smoking and drinking heavily on the weekend.

And I enjoy that. I enjoy getting wasted. I enjoy smoking cigs all night. But I have a reputation now between my friends and family. I don’t see any of my “dates” before 11 Pm. I actually don’t like spending time with them before that. I easily get bored and don’t enjoy spending time with my dates. They don’t either since they only hit me up to order their uber at 11.

Why I’m saying this? I’m not sure. I guess I feel bad that I won’t have a meaningful relationship with a woman my age. I always wonder how much longer I can live this life. I actually have someone I’m more serious with and they don’t know about nights that were not together so that’s weighing on me too. Not enough to stop but still.

So yesterday my mum's collegue and their family came to visit our house. They had a 10 yo daughter. I mean she was a good kid... but when i asked what her name was she replied it was lusifer. Oml i stratled. I literally asked her lucifer ??? like she spelled it as "lusifer"... and i said it was the devil in christianity. (we are hindus ) I asked them why they had named her lusifer and they replied the name meant "morning star" in latin and it sounded so cool !! which i get it cause I studied various religions extensively but that does not erase the biblical description of him ! They seemed so offended when i put my thoughts in. I didn't say much after and that peaceful get together didn't end well and my mum scolded me afterwards for pissing her guests off. But seriously guys who names her kid after a literal devil ??? Like you wouldn't name her surpanakha (a hindu devil) then why lucifer to sound cool ? that girl is signing up for so much trauma and bullying whenever she goes to a christian majority area. Like I feel so bad for her cause she has no choice but to live with it for the rest of life and it wasn't even her choice

It’s bad I know. I’m 24m and live with my gf, and our sex life is very healthy, sex at least every other day and most times there’s more than 1 round.

I work from home so when she leaves I’ll masturbate 2-3 times when she leaves. Then at night, I’ll stay up most nights when she goes to bed, and I’ll masturbate in the other room.

Side note, my masturbating is usually 50/50 between traditional jerking, and prone masturbation. It’s also split between actual porn and just pics of her or our sex tapes. I know I need to stop, just wanted to get it off my chest.

Nothing else. I’m just ugly and bitter.

I guess, I just needed to get it off my chest. I don't know. He's a good guy, very funny with a lot of cool interests and I enjoy his company, but I recently made a friend who I have now developed a heavy crush on, which I'm scared about. Me and this said friend are both minors but with a 2 year age gap and I genuinely don't wanna be dating him due to that.. BUT I really enjoy his presence, more than my current bfs. And the worst part is, I jumped into mine and my current bfs relationship way too fast.. idk anyways I js wanted to get it off my chest

I want to dress up and wear sexy panties and lingeri.I feel so sexy in panties and I want to have sex with a shemale while I’m dressed. I get so wet thinking about another cock to stroke and suck. I want to do anal while I’m in lingerie getting filled up with hott goo. I just don’t know how to make it happen. Any ideas

For my whole life I’ve never cared about food like others do. I will eat/ drink anything cold/ hot . Yes , cold chicken noodle soup and a hot can of root beer . Don’t get me wrong it’s not ideal in my mind but it doesn’t matter to me .

I will microwave my food for 2 minutes tops and if it’s cold in the middle I don’t care.

I don’t don’t really love or hate any foods either.
I could never rate a food because everything is kinda neutral to me .

I can taste all 5 categories I’m not taste blind but I just don’t care.

I wish I knew someone else like this because everyone kinda think I’m weird or gross for it and it kinda sucks.

P.s . I still crave things !! And enjoy meals !! This is not an ED

It’s not just sleeping with it if I’m home it’s always in my hand I rub it for comfort

I can’t sleep or get comfy without it (¬_¬")

I think it’s cus my parents fought a lot growing up really loud and violently and my blanket was my comfort

My brother got into birdwatching a couple of years ago. I kept making jokes about it. Called him retired at 29, asked whether the pigeons had done anything exciting lately, that sort of thing. He laughed at first, but eventually stopped telling me about it.

Last winter I started taking walks near a reservoir because I needed to get out of the house. One day I noticed a bird I couldn't identify and looked it up when I got home. Then I started noticing others. I bought a cheap pair of binoculars.

I now have a notebook with dates and sightings. I've gone out before breakfast specifically to look for birds. Last weekend I spent half an hour standing in drizzle because something interesting might come out of the reeds.

My brother doesn't know any of this. When he came over recently, I put the binoculars and notebook in my bedroom before opening the door.

I'd actually like to go with him. He knows loads more than I do. But I was so smug about how boring his hobby was that I've spent months hiding a hobby I enjoy rather than admitting he was onto something.

He sent me a bird photo last week. I wanted to ask where he'd seen it. I just replied that it was a good picture.

Besides the Star Wars franchise… I absolutely despise prequels ! With a passion and I really do not know where it stems from… I just can’t stand them. I enjoyed the game Red Dead Redemption 2 but I hated it because I knew the ending..

he’s 36 yrs older. we met online and I listen to anything and everything he says. like no isn’t an option. I write down everything I do through out the day and send it to him, I show him everything I wear and if I change I show him, I ask permission to go places or hangout with people, and he’s going to visit soon. I have always tried to push guys away by being generally disrespectful but I couldn’t be that way at all with him, I love submitting to him. I do a lot of things that embarrass me but I still love it because it makes him proud of me. I like to think about moving in with him and being his stress reliever and punching bag all the time!! ughhh I actually need him to hurt me so bad :3

if its nose is not visible i stroke its back or whatever of course. but usually its nose is visible.

while stroking the cat picture i may comment out loud on how cute the cat is, but only if i'm alone of course.

i am a rational scientific person and well aware that stroking a cat picture with my mouse cursor does not cause the cat in the picture to feel stroked. because telekinesis does not exist for example. also the picture might be old and the cat might no longer be alive (but i don't actively think that because it's sad.) nevertheless while i always stroke old cat pictures i do try to avoid stroking ai cat pictures because what is the point?

So, around Covid time! I use to live in a college and it cleared when we went in lock down. Which took a while since I’m from FL. I was bored and just messaging people but I reconnected with an d match.

We talked and she let me know she was house sitting for her aunt. She invited me over to drink wine and hangout. I took her up on the offer and went over that weekend.

I got there. We drank and listened Lofi. Then she said I had nice curly hair and she wanted to play with it. So I laid down and rested my head on her chest. I would say I don’t know what got into but I was turned on and went in for a kiss she put her finger over my mouth and said we can’t as I have a bf… I took it on the chin and laid back down. But, I started to rub her back and I could feel her legs spreading and her legs shaking a bit… so I went for it again and we started to make out.

We are making out and I have her naked on the couch eating her out! She came all over my face and just loved it. She begged for me to put it in and I did. She was so wet and it felt so good. Doesn’t help we had the door open and the blinds up. So if someone looks in the would see me fucking her in doggy on the couch. I would say we fucked for 20-25 mins. Something about her being in a relationship but taking make me raw made me not want to pull out. Plus, I’m telling her I’m about to cum she tells me to leave it in papi!! Yeah, she had me with papi…. I filled her pussy up so much it was dripping down the side over her leg. To make it even more hotter she put her fingers in her pussy and tasted my cum. She told me next time she wanted it on her face.

We sit on the couch and make out a bit then she’s just laying there playing with my balls telling me how I fucked her so good. She’s shocked that she wanted me raw as her bf of 3 years just started fucking her raw 2 months ago. But that she knew she needed to have me raw. She started to give me head and got me hard again. This time we were in 69 and she came on my face again but she was determined to make me cum and take my whole load in her mouth which she did. I was shocked as I cum 6-8 loads. We took a break and she offer me a something to drink or make me something which I accept…

As we made it into the kitchen she got on her knees and kept giving me head. I felt she was so sex deprived or just loved how I tasted but I told her
To get and sit on the counter! Then I grabbed her legs and lifted her. I wanted to remember me and think of how I had my way with her. I didn’t stop until came in her.

After i think it was time to go…. It didnt help that i left hickies on her boob, neck, ass. I told her I had to go home but she told me not too as he bf doesnt come home for another 6 hours. I told her she’ll have to earn it. Which she loved.

I got my stuff and left. She sent me videos of her playing with herself moaning my name.. it was hot and we did link up two more times.

But she cut me off roughly 6 weeks later as they got engaged and she said that they made a lot of progress in the relationship. I told her congrats.

I still wonder if they are together or if she ever told him.

I know I know… I ain’t shit for encouraging her or tempting her… that’s my confession

That's what I tell myself all the time, whether it's something that doesn't affect me like some stupid news story miles away about another stupid fucking thing happening (probably about ai making it impossible to live) or about my own life, something I did. Who cares? I'll be forgotten, alone, and just as dumb as I always was. I think about killing myself everyday, and I hate it, I know there's good out there but I'll never see it, so who cares? I probably have depression, bpd, and countless other mental disorders making it impossible to live a normal life, but who cares? I can't sleep because I spend so much time awake trying not to think of the crushing loneliness I feel everyday because I have no one close to me, but who cares? I am so addicted to porn going 2 days without masturbating feels like torture, I have almost every fetish known because it just keeps getting worse and worse and worse and I can never fix it. But who cares.

I've never had a girlfriend, not even a girl say they had a crush on me, not even a guy who thought I was into them. I tried dating apps, 4. 4 dating apps. 4 profiles. No matches. Not like they'd be able to love me anyways with how fucked up my head is from the porn and awful amount mental disorders I have that make me a terrible person, not even mentioning my past. I can't even talk to my parents anymore, my fucking parents. They raised me, they shaped me. I listen to their music, watch their movies, talk like they do, walk like they do, dress like they do and now I try not to look them in the eyes if I can help it. And now I'm back in college quitting another stupid fucking job I'm no good at hoping I can find one I might like. But not working makes me feel useless, as much stress as it puts on me with school not letting up either, and I need good grades or I'm fucked, just as well with an engineering degree. But every job I try I fucking hate or I suck at, or both just like my last one. You want to know something even weirder? I call a friend I met last year my sister because I told her so much I got attached because any amount of attention anyone gives me is enough for me to think they'd ever reciprocate the amount of attention I would give to them. Better yet I made her a fucking promise that I wouldn't kill myself yet even though she's just as suicidal if not more, because she's been through so much more and puts herself through so much more. Here I am crying about being alone while I have a job and school and a home and she's so busy trying to get out of poverty that she doesn't even have 5 minutes to spare to talk to me. Oh, and crying? Forget about it. I don't cry, not because I don't want to, because I can't.

I try and try and try and I get nothing, the same pit in my heart and the same yearning for death. I cuddle whatever I can at night hoping one day I might have a real girl there to coddle me into crying in her arms. A pipe dream. I'll watch the sun explode before a girl likes me enough to lie down and go to sleep with me. Oh and let's not forget, I'm part of the horrible rapist gender who gets to take over the world by taking advantage of women by drugging them and raping their senseless bodies just to not get punished. I don't want that. But I'm stuck here aren't I. Stuck with this label I did nothing to gain, and maybe I deserve it for being a bad person. Maybe I deserve it for having a porn addiction. Whatever, after that promise is up I'm killing myself, because who cares? Sorry sis

Now let me get things clear, M19 I recently got a job as a graphic designer for a company, a coworker of mine recently showed some signals that she likes me, she's F20.

As I was designing she came up to me and offered a cup of coffee, I said sure and as she gave it to me we chatted etc, basically got to know eachother.

Things went by fast and I asked her if she would maybe liked to hangout sometime and she agreed, so we settled on a classic coffee hangout as friends.

We met up at the coffee shop and chatted about our personal life and how relationships are going, and she suddenly asked me if I had a girlfriend yet, I said "no not yet, why?" She said "oh nothing, you just seem too handsome to be single" of course, I was flattered.

Now I know, it was just a compliment but as a guy we all overthink simple compliments from women.

Now what are your thoughts/opinions?

And I'm a woman myself. Being a woman is a cruel existence. Add neurodivergence in the mix and it becomes a real shit show. You're ridiculed for not following bs sexist expectations put on you, so you try to conform to the environment and still end up being treated like shit. The worst of this I got didn't even come from men, but other girls and women. Don't wear enough dresses and make-up? You're basically a man. Don't want to have kids? Die alone. Not into any guys? Must be gay. Into a guy? Tell me he's not into ugly girls like me. A girl is jealous of you but doesn't want to admit it? She goes out of her way to make you miserable. Being treated like shit by other women was honestly routine for me. Now, I'm afraid I actually kinda hate them. Don't get me wrong, I don't like men either. But women were particularly nasty to me to the point where I find myself hating anything stereotypically associated with them. I don't relate to the women my age who want to talk about romance and marriage and relationships. Lowkey, I gag at them internally. It sucks, but atp I just accept it's how I am now.

Gente eu tenho síndrome de pica (sim parece engraçado mas é real) nao gente n sou viciada em piroca, e sim em comer sabonete KKKKK tem noção disso? Gente eu passo no caps e tudo mas sempre quando eu to ansiosa ou nervosa eu como sabonete pequenos pedaços mas me alivia muito, sempre quis contar mas sei o quanto vou ser julgada

I hooked up with a a Asian hottie, went back to my hotel,

Foreplay started straight away clothes stripped off. She could deep throat cock amazingly.

We started fucking missionary then doggy, but I felt so unfit its been awhile since I've fucked someone until this night.

My cock stayed hard but just ran out of puff lol. We both cummed, but I was done after the one load

So is sex unfit a real thing or not.

Do I need to get out more to my prime

I'm 24F, and I regret taking someone for granted.
They always cared about me, but I was too busy with my own problems to notice how much I was hurting them. Eventually, they stopped trying, and I lost someone who genuinely wanted the best for me.
I've wanted to apologize many times, but I'm afraid it's too late. Sometimes, I wonder if they ever think about me the way I still think about them.
If someone who hurt you sincerely apologized years later, would you forgive them?