Some of you might say I’m lucky, but hear me out.
I was in love with a girl, we used to be together for a couple of years. Meanwhile, I met another girl, which was as wonderful as my love, but in different ways. She was everything my other was not… So we got together, each of them knew that I was dating the other.

I loved both of them, and they both loved me.
But I got them thru manipulation. That’s what killed my happiness. It is a wonderful thing to be love and be loved by two girls at the same time; but never do what I did. I was making them suffer .

Im happy, sad, angry, loving, caring, but most of all…im empty. I have been for very long and until recently it was getting better. From my first love and first lover, not feeling completely loved by my family and just recently finding out that my little sister is 7 months pregnant…and thats only the topping on this poisonous cake.

Family…i have so much to say about that one word. Its everything that i crave but everything that i’ve never had. I’m more scared than anything to experience it. I need to get over my abandonment issues but its not that easy.

Ooohhh i miss him so much but most of all i miss the friendship..the true friendship..I need a friend like him during this time…but maybe HE took him out of my life for a reason, so that i can develop into a strong woman…which is needed for a strong man. i will never forget you B. A.R. H. I am gratefull for everything that has happened between us and hopefully if im down in san jose i get to see u play football 1 day…….

i will take everything that i will learn from my past and everything that im experiencing presently and apply it to my future.

Sex with my boyfriend Blake is GREAT! But for some reason I still think about Korbin every once in a while. Oh ya, and there’s something I forgot to add, Korbin still thinks about having sex with me too. The reason I know is because we texted one night (we haven’t talked since we broke up YEARS ago) and revealed the feelings we still have for each other and discussed our current situations. I have NEVER cheated on Blake, and I don’t plan to but these uncontrollable “fantasies” are making me feel really guilty! I don’t know what to do . . .

I think I’m becoming obessesed with him and I don’t know what to do to stop this obsession that is driving me insane and I know is not a healthy thing!!!! Every day, I check out his Facebook page to learn what he’s been up to, and I feel awful when I read that he is been involved in some activities on Facebook but that he didn’t contact me on that day.

I hate feeling this way, and I don’t know what to do to change this situation, but at the same time I don’t want to lose contact with him, because it means the world to me.

Worst part is that I’m a musician, and I end up having sex with random girls after every concert. I do this just because I feel somewhat empty. I know I wouldn’t have meaningless sex all the time if I could have that girl. I wish I could grow a pair and talk to her, instead the only thing my balls are good for is going in random girls mouths. I always feel horrible after I have sex with one of them. I really wish I could go up to that girl and just say SOMETHING I don’t care what I just wish something would come out. Seeing her all day at school really makes for a bad night of meaningless sex.

Over the course of the summer I slept with 4 different guys. Mostly good experiences but it was just sex… no romance, just pure Fuck. September came and I met a new guy, we were so much alike in so many ways that he eventually became my first boyfriend. I liked him, everything was cool at first… then he turned psycho on me. That guy had ISSUES.

I’m a nice guy, i don’t like hurting people, he totally used that against me. He was very mentally abusive with me, he would manipulate me in ways that I still don’t understand. Everytime I tried to brake up with him, but he would take out the “I’m going to kill myself if you brake up with me” card. And more shit like that.

One night he had a party at his house, towards the end of the night, he was drunk and threw fit. He got jealous cause I was flirting with girls. but nobody knew we were dating. We had mutual friends which made keeping it a secret a touchy business, it was part of my tactics, but he wouldn’t get that. He called me names, just saying really hatefull things that I’m not used to hear. so I threatened him to leave and brake up with him (cause c’mon, he had been treating me like shit for 2 months at this point) So he threw me on his bed and pined me, holding me by the neck, he was choking me, begging me not to leave him. I’M 22, HE WAS 19, I am bigger, stronger than him, but I…. its like I couldn’t do anything.

Its then that I thought to myself: “that’s how beaten wifes that still stay with their abusive husbands feel like…”

…. man I erased so much of this from my brain I’m having trouble recalling the events properly, it was so bad.

somehow, he manipulated me into staying. He played with my feelings and my head. Since when do you hear about abused 22 y/o guys… I was so ashamed of myself.

To break up with him, I had to take a break. I visited my parents for 2 weeks, in a town 10 hours away. I sent him an e-mail from there so he coudln’t show up at my door and … I don’t know what he could have done.

In the end it worked. I broke up with him. Today I have a girlfriend that treats me well. I’m happy but still a little shaken. I told my mom and she thinks I should go see a therapist… o.O

I think I’ll die a virgin and alone and can’t do anything realistic to change it. Even if I am the only one with this perspective, I am really attracted to girls, even want romance and have lots of crushes on any given time and have tender feeling of love and occasional lust. But I feel we are all indoctrinated to behave one way only in the dating scene, we are just brainwashed by society in the way they want a guy approach to them. I can’t comply to the mating games rules established by media and society, they suck for me. I just want to be natural and have a happy fulfilling real relationship, but sometimes I conclude that women don’t look for averageness on love and sex. They look for adventures risk and pleasures. So I am not able to provide a movie for them cause all I want is simple and real love. I am in big trouble, even considering celibate and even a romance celibate if that definition even exist. Thanks.

But also since i started to watch the L word (secretly, i know, stupid) i’ve started digging in my head and i found some thoughts… and i discovered also that it has been going on eariler but i never put an attetion on it. its not that i desire and fantisize bout girls, but it all looks so cosy and intimate on the L word.
i know nothing about me right now.
fuck

The only thing is I cant do that… Im a very horny guy and I have a huge sex drive and when Im with a girl I like and we kiss I usually get hard straight away sometimes just from cuddeling. I just want a girl to understand me but I dont even understand myself…

Its been a year now since the relationship and I have had 3 flings one with a 30 year old who I really liked and we got on great but she said we were in different places and she only really wanted me for my cock. The other two were with 2 girls who I dont even like.. I think I just wanted sex and they were easy I didnt enjoy either time and regreted doing it but they still call me n stuff but imtrying to keep away because Im sure they just want to have a quicky.

I havent been on a date in years and Im really lonely, scared to enter the whole thing again because I guess its all just going to end the same way.

I wish I was one of those guys that sticks with his girlfriend for 4 years or more. I think I have so much to offer a girl I am successful and fit, I am quite sensitive and very cheeky but it seems these days when I meet a girl I really want they just want to be friends and end up with some asshole boyfriend.

Last month my best friend of 6 years kissed me in a club, It was really strange, we hadent spoken in months and we finally talked again and ended up kissing. We went out a few times after that and I told her I liked her more than a friend.. I think I loved her but she told me she didnt fancy me. Which I found wierd seeing as she kissed me. We fell out and I havent seen her for 4 months now and I dont want to think about her anymore because it feels like she used the kiss to get back as friends again.

I feel really happy these days and smile alot and try seem open to new girls but no girls really pay attention to me in an affectionate way. I dunno why maybe they can sense the fear I have of fucking things up as usual.

I hope one day that goes away.

I have been developing feelings for a member of my family that I know would seem…questionable.

My sister who lives several hours away is gorgeous, stunning and an absolute vision. And every time I think of her i have this constantly growing urge to romance her sexually and romantically.

I want to badly to try and romance her, even though our relation isn’t by blood, she is still a part of my family as though she were.

A part of me feels guilty and spiteful of myself for feeling this way towards her, but at the same time I only wish I could be with her.

The second problem is… I just don’t love him. I met really fantastic guy, but he live in another state… And… Does love at distance exist? Being in love means being together – right? It’s confusing.
Eeew. Pawel, I love you.

One thing is standing in our way. My religion, I can’t be with a guy of a different faith, but I love him more than anything, and I’m starting to reject my religion more and more. He’s not against my religion and he never brings up the discussion of our religious difference negatively. But he doesn’t know It’s not allowed.

And it doesn’t help that we live 400 miles away from each other, and are only 15 and 17.

Sometimes I think he loves more than I love him.

Don’t get me wrong, I love him with all my heart, but maybe…just maybe, he’s got a bigger heart than I do.

I feel bad, I feel guilty, we have “I love you more” competitions and I’m always telling him I love him more, yet…I’m not so sure I do. ((

[Translation: Portuguese » English]

I love Mia, Marlene and Beatriz. 3 women, which is in common? The fact that they all have gone through a tragedy or several of them in life. The fact that all of them are beautiful, the fact that I do not know how to always be those people that attract me and for me that I love. The fact that love them and feel what they felt over the life of them. I do not know why but all the people that attract me in the beginning and that later in the know are just a Bea, Mia and Marlene. I wonder why I? Why? Because I always loved by such people? Is luxuria calling for me? If that was why I feel it is more than that? I love them both. And I’m completely in the shit. Because my life stops because of it. For more laps I try to give. It attempts to do more to move on. For more initiatives that invention and try to do to forget everything else. Everything ends up wrong. I’m tired of living in that kind of world, where individualism reigns, where each is for you, where nobody is able to look the other and help him. I hate it. When we got the point. I know that I’m alive but I feel that all the dead time. People are dead inside, and I will understand. The Mia and Bea were people who did everything to give life … and failed. The Marlene is another. Why the hell am I love me again, by someone who certainly will end the same way that ended with the other two.

I look at pictures and videos of him everyday for the past week or so… I wish he were in my real life… my real life is starting to feel so empty… I feel that he is my soulmate.

I am so much like him, but I am inward in my world whereas he is always performing…

I first met him a year and a half ago, and I loved him right away but tried to hide my feelings because I didn’t think anything could happen. But every time I see him, he is so happy to see me and we talk for hours. But he has never tried very hard to contact me, outside of a few emails.

I am afraid because he is a public figure that I am indulging my feelings and getting being a fan mixed up with being a lover or a friend, and that I will ruin things by feeling too much… but if I keep pretending I DON’T feel as much then nothing will happen between us.

Confused, in love or something in between obsession and angst-ridden love?

I never told anyone… things that crossed my mind that my parents would be upset with me… i dont know why they would but its still there…

another thing is the place i was living deals on a lot of taboo in a bad way so it wouldnt be good for me

me and my girlfriend broke up, and now at 20, i have not had a real girlfriend, and also i have no idea if i even like girls or guys, complicated but i dont know… how am i supposed to figure out things!?!?!

He would pick fuck me in the most passionate manner possible, then take me home. I couldnt help my self at 19 much like the sex i was falling hard and fast he was in his mid 20′s. He knew what say what to do were to touch. i have a weakness for great massages and he definately had the midas touch. After two months of the best sex ever he asked me to move in with him. i dint understand we had never officially agreed to the whole boyfrind girlfriend deal. I mean thats what i wanted but that would have been just to damn good to be true. he’s got his own money own house own car he showers everyday and he has brains. i thought it was a trick question. I thought i had enough bad experiences to know the differences between love and lust, and this was definitely love. eventually i packed my shit and went for it. I couldnt stand the thought of a broken heart again so i told my self that no matter what i was gonna do what ever it took to make this work. i cold have never prepared my self for what was next.

he had never mentioned her before and didnt say very much that day besides “oh yeah, this is old girls room” as if I was supposed to have known who the fuck “old girl” was. i applied at the gentlemans club the day before i moved in with them. the next day when he picked me up for work i trid to open the back door to put my things in the car when the window cracked and a pettite nicely manicured hand popped out. she was pretty and cool as shit. I didnt know what to do besides smile and smoke til i was to high to care about the thousand questions running through my mind . that was 4years ago. my parents love him. My grandmother even has a picture of him in her liveing room. I actually love the thought of knowing that hes fucking other girls and i know all about them rather than past relatonships when i found out about other girls the hards way. i dont think i could breath without him but how will i ever tell the people who care about me the most that I dance at a topless bar making almost 1000 dollars a day and go home and gives it all up to this pimp who i fell madly in love with way to hard & way to fast they think is simply my boyfriend. where will i start? help me please

my family is so fucked up, and i feel like they hate me. my eldest brother *Abe* ignored me for like a year for no reason…like, i went to my brother *dan’s* house for a cook out and he was there, and he wouldnt even make eye contact with me, and he talked to everyone BUT me… then like 20 mins later he went to sleep… even now, i feel like crying cuz of it… i mean, do you know how that feels, im the youngest out of all my siblings (im 16 now, oldest sib. is 32) and when that happened i was only like 15, it hurt so bad, and he didnt even have a reason to do it… my mom said it was cuz the age diff. (hes like 25) but he was perfectly fine talking to my niece who is 11… and i have like 2 friends cuz no1 likes me, i never tell anyone how i feel, cuz i feel stupid and i dont even have a “best friend” and every friend i have always just leaves me, and treats me like shit, and i never stand up for myself… i hate it… and the person who used to be my best friendjust stopped talking to me, and she left me when i really needed her, …. u know how many times i have actually thought about suicide… more than i can count, i doubt id ever do it though.. i just feeling shitty all the time andhave no one there for me… i cant handle it… i dont know what to do…

and im not trying to make anyone feel bad for me or w/e i just wanted to tell someone even though they dont know me cuz i have never told anyone any of the way i feel and think.. ppl just see me as happy funny stupid acting jess, and they have NO idea about unhappy i actually am…
p.s- im not doing this to have ppl feel bad for me, and i tell u this cuz, even doing this, i feel stupid. =[

And during all this time I’ve been in love with another girl. Another girl that I knew in high school and until this very day, I am still in love with her. Her and I share everything, and I mean everything in common! I know she still has feelings for me as I do for her. But for some reason I cannot break up with my girlfriend. She’s a great girl now, super sweet and rarely ever asks for anything in return for her graciousness, but I feel like she’s just putting on a facade. She’s also brought out a side of me that I don’t even know.

And this other girl, well she is simply amazing. Everyone loves her, she’s everyones friend, and everytime we see each other, it’s like nothing’s changed- we always flirt back and forth in a sort of aggressive kind of way even in front of her boy. I just don’t know what to do. There’s so many factors in this… My best friends don’t even like my current girlfriend.. In fact… they hate her stinkin guts! I had a shot with this other girl before but I think I may have ruined that by now, haha, yeah ruined.

2 months ago i hired a hooker because i felt lonely. My girlfriend is on another country and we haven’t seen each other for at least 8 months. I didn’t want to get emotionally involved with anyone so i decided to pay a prostitute just to let my inner beast loose.

The day i fucked this slut she felt abnormally attached to me, we exchange numbers and became friends.
One day we talked over the phone and decided to meet to have some drinks and talk. That evening we had sex again and spent the whole night together. Of course without any money involved.

We have been talking periodically over the phone, I know I’m not supposed to fell for a whore, i don’t want to have any feelings for this girl but my fucking brain is giving me a hard time.

The past Saturday we talked and agree to see each other that same night… when i called her she was with a “costumer” and i felt really bad….she told me to call her one hour later…..so i did but she never picked up the phone or return my calls.

Today is Tuesday and i decided to give her a call to check if she was alright…. she didn’t picked up again….i checked online on her website to see if something was wrong and her pictures were gone and when i tried to book her again they pimp told me that she was out of town. I call her from another cell phone and surprisingly she picked up….i asked her what was wrong….and she told me that her mom was in town and that she is not going to work anymore. I ask her whether i could call her and she say no…i will call u…
She only work as a hooker for less than 3 months…or at least that is what i know.

I got feelings for this girl….i know i can do much better…..i have a lot of female friends that i could fuck anytime i want…..i tried not to get involved with anyone but i ended up so much worse.

I’m not going to call her again, but i know i will take some time to recover from this. My girlfriend is coming next month and i don’t feel the same way about her anymore…..after meeting this girl the chemistry on my brain changed and i cant do anything about it.

Clark and I had a history a while ago, i fucked it up to say the least.
then he moved down the street into a duplex with his buddy.
we agreed not to date but he just can’t be my friend and my good time.
I’m too attached and I’d really like to be single for now, so I think I have to break it off.
problem: he’s the only guy to actually get me off.
I’m hoping that it was just luck and not because I love him or something.
i don’t mean to sound promiscuous but he’s not the only boy to ever touch me.
he talks to me about his ex and then wants to come get me and cuddle. I’m totally being used, but I honestly don’t want him to be out of my life.

I was adopted a few months ago by 2 very awesome people..i love them very much! they have a 10 year old son and 16 year old daughter..the trouble is, ever since the first time i saw the daughter (ill call her “Katie”) i’ve been very physically attracted to her and she’s shown interest in me too.

the other night our parents went out for their 20th anniversary dinner and left us 3 kids alone in the house for the night. “Katie” and i dropped “Nick” (the 10 year old) off at a friends house for a sleepover at 9 o’clock. then “Katie” and i started watching the movie Wedding Crashers in our parents room. When it got to the “hand job scene” at the dinner table, “Katie” noticed that i was aroused and asked if i’d ever gotten one. i said no because i hadn’t. she asked if i wanted one and i said yes. she started just to rub my jeans jokingly and then slid her hand down my boxers and was surprised at my size and then i could tell she was turned on. she unbuttoned my jeans and ripped them off. she had this look in her eyes that kinda scared me but it made me feel really good too. so she started rubbing and sucking me. i didn’t know what to think but then i really started enjoying it. and we made out and had oral sex from about 11 to 1. she then asked if i wanted to go farther and i said not right now. she was fine with that and then we went to sleep in our parents bed.

i woke up at 9 the next morning to find “Katie” completely naked straddling my crotch area and we proceeded to make out more and then she gave me a quick blow job and rubbed her butt up against my penis and said “there’s more where that came from.” then we had breakfast together. she said if i wanted to we could keep having oral sex and maybe more for as long as i wanted to. i really want to because we’re attracted to her but i don’t because i don’t want our parents to find out. help!

I am attractive, but I am not a model. I think I need to get in the best shape of my life and model and then still I won’t be enough. Plus I will get older every year and there are always new young models coming out for men to look at and love and want more than me. I want to die. Thinking about it makes me cry and feel so bad about myself. Why does that have to matter to men so much? I wish I was good enough for a man so he would fall in love with me.

Are all guys obsessed with looking up new girls photos and videos? I don’t look for guys to drool over very often at all. I want a real man.

I am thinking of stripping and being extremely strict with my diet and exercise. I don’t know what to do to feel better about myself. I feel I will never be as good as hot models my boyfriend (and probably all men) really wants. What can I do?

I’ve never had a girl before, maybe because I’m a little shy and I never asked a girl out… but the problem is that I love this girl, I’ve done so much for her but she will never see me as more than a friend… we always talk about things that we do not tell anyone else. We trust each other. She says that, if she could chose whom to love, she would chose me.

But the thing is that she always chooses guys that don’t give a shit about her feelings, and then she comes crying to me, because they always hurt her….. I can’t understand why she prefers those guys over me…. I always care about her.. I would never hurt her! I want her so much!

Next year she will go to the university and we won’t see each other so often. She will meet someone there and will never love me…….
I can’t think about other girls…. There are some girls interested on me, but I can’t love other girls……

The girl I love is not perfect, she’s not the best one in my school, but i would never want anybody else…. I just want her!

I’m afraid that I am wasting my time and she will never love me. I’m tired of being the best friend, or the “just friend” and being rejected as a lover….. I’m tired……

I’m just a pathetic guy, crying over a girl that doesn’t realize how much I love her and how I would always give my best to make her happy…….

I know that she does not see me like this and its not possible for some to practically think that I can love a girl whom i met online for just a few weeks… therefore its not exactly a confession.. but i wanna shout this out!!! “I LOVE YOU MY DEAR S.”

I thought maybe if I got another girlfriend then I would be forever comparing her with my ex.

Anyway, i do love this guy so much, he makes me feel so happy and special. It’s just really weird being with a man and every time he kisses me, I keep thinking of my ex girlfriend or just girls in general. My boyfriend knows nothing about it and I can’t tell him, it would break his heart.

And what’s more, the other day I went to my friends 18th birthday and I saw my ex girlfriend there, we talked for hours and hours about everything and anything, we had a really good laugh like old times, then we ended up having a bit of a kiss. We both agreed it was a mistake because we’re both with other people now, but it’s really messed me up and confused me again.

I can’t get over this pain. Please help.

I’ve never told anybody and I don’t intend to.

I wish I could tell him why I always take off after we hug or why we can’t fool around even though I really want to.

I hope my molester fucking burns in hell.

I promised my mum that i wouldn’t hurt him, that i’d just turn him into a “friend” and not hurt him. I couldn’t tell her how much i DONT want to be his friend. how much i WANT to hurt him. the only thing stopping me is that i still like being around his family. and i don’t have the courage. he’s still in love with me. and after he comes back from holidays he’ll be like “wtf? what changed?”

Well I changed. I’m sick to death of him and i want to scream at the idea of him touching me ever again. I can’t take it anymore. he does it one more time and i swear to god i will blow my brains out.

I am not the best looking person, I’m the kind of guy that is comfortable around girls and likes to be friends with them, but not for the wrong reasons. This is probably a mistake, confessing this, but I don’t care, it helps get it off my chest. She is nice and likes to come over occasionally, but…………. she will be moving soon, I just wish that I could tell her how I really feel. NOW, don’t get me wrong, I’m 15 and most likely do not know what love is, but the way I feel about her (I’m a guy by the way), it may be love. I am one of those kids who thinks about nothing but sex, and whenever I see her, I see her long brown hair, her blue/brown/green eyes, and her face, it is so beautiful. Ah well, I guess that nothing will happen, but, I daydream about her leaving, me getting on my bike and riding off into the sunset to be a loner. I know that this won’t happen, but oh well.

In the meantime, I’m going to stay with a boyfriend who has no idea he can’t win this competition.

I had been talking to my friend on the phone (she is now my wife) who lived in a different part of the country then I did, and at this point I had never met her. I met her off of the internet. The day before she flew up I went to another friends house because she called and asked me to come over, we’ve had history together, so I went. As we were sitting on her couch watching T.V. she leaned into me an aggressively pushed her tongue in my mouth, it was beautiful. I wanted her so bad, she said she would give it to me again if I just forgot about my “cross country friend” and stayed with her. Needless to say I couldn’t do that so I left for my home.
Well I met my future wife for the first time and things were good at first I never told her about that night before I met her. A few months after I met my future wife but she went home…
I met these two college females a month later and would hang out with them alot. We played alot of beer games, strip poker, kings, make-out sessions, etc. I also felt, not fingered, but felt one of the chicks pussies one night.
That college rendezvous lasted short, my future wife came back from across the country. We definitely had a rocky relationship the entire time, I never fooled around when she came back. When she went back to her home state we found that she was pregnant so I quickly had to grow-up. Well, I joined the Army (which I hate). As I was in training and my now Wife at home pregnant I went to a strip club and ended up giving this older 33 yrs old stripper, I was 21 yrs old, a finger bang for what seemed like for ever. As she was giving me a lap dance she let me rub her pussy through her thong, then under her thong. She was really wet so I slid my fingers, two of them, in her pussy and felt her entire cunt as I was fingering her I had the hardest cock but was to torn to do anything about it. After I was threw, she barely spoke or understood english and told me she had cum and would be right back to take care of me. I felt really dirty so I sneaked past her into the bathroom and washed my hand, several times, and went back to the barracks. To this day I wonder what it would have felt like to fuck her pussy with my cock. Oh well I’ll never know, I’m so in love with my wife and everyday I’m sorry for what I’ve done, but I’ll never tell her for shame of myself.

People make the distinction of a brother and sister relationship sound sick, but who can you trust more to love you.

We both do and no one no matter what is said can take away our feelings. Our bond is not strong because of our sexuallity but because of our love for oneanother.

Will we go all of the way and make love, I am very certain of it, We have discussed it many times and very close to doing it. We know in order to go all th eway in me we have to break the hymen and even now we still ise a condom just in case.

We do check for pre-cum and if there isn’t any we do penetratioon up to the hymen without ejaculation. It’s nice for both of us to feel the other. Then we immediately pull out and put the condum on. We satisfy each other in our sexual needs, even heavy forplay.

I thought it would be difficult for us both when we gave each other oral, but it wasn’t like some people made it out to be. It was very sensual and I didn’t gag…it was a lot though.

I sat here as my sister explained our relationship and I am not ahamed at all. Would I publicly admit it with our family and people around here, NO because we would probably both be locked up.

Cindy and I will always be one no matter what, someday we will move on to others but we will always come to one-another.

I don’t see anything wrong with being in love with your sister when you have a relationship like ours long before we had sex together.

I agree with Sam. He will always be my closet friend and lover, because he will as I am for him always there.

Im not kiddin………