A Nice Welcome Home

Oh, f**k off.

Just, f**k right off.

Stupid POS sex. Was feeling hot the night before, even all day yesterday. But, you fell asleep on me last night, and this morning, you just wanted to start ramming as soon as wake me up. With complete dragon breath and five minutes to spare before we go? I DID say "I'm not doing this, I'm not even a little bit aroused, and it's only just going to make for painful sex". So, I tried to stand up for myself. What happens after that? LOL! A complete display of how ignorant you are after all this time to what I like. Start kissing my nipples, start BITING my nipples. Sort of fumbling with kissing around my chest. Pathetic. I know I've told you once, so I've probably told you multiple times, the boobs do nothing for me, nothing at all. They only do something for YOU. But, why would you remember something that doesn't matter or isn't important to you? Right? So, I stopped that crap so I wouldn't have to endure anymore additional pain, and just let you go ahead and screw me anyways, re-tearing whatever may have already healed, internally.

You suck, kid. You truly suck. Everything else is kinda awesome about us, otherwise having great visits, lots of pets and affection, but this bedstuff is a mess.

Perfect Smoke Rings

You know it! The more goobery and slobbery, the better. First last night, then again this morning.

Mopy Is A Cunty

Yeah, because I've been real stingy with the whole going-down-on-you-multiple-times-a-day-on-my-own-accord thing. Right. Yeah, that's just reserved for cute alpha douchebags, sorry.

Mopy Is A Cunty

And for the blow jobs and massages that no one else can do better. Yeah, I know.

Mopy Is A Cunty

Statement makes no sense. If no one cared about me, they also wouldn't care if I were dead, either. If everyone wishes me dead, then everyone cares about me.

But, I see why you might. You must have graced me with such stupidity in the past and I called your arse out on it similarly. You care enough to create an alt dedicated to me. You care about me quite a bit.

@mopey Hello There

That's very sweet. Thank-you, and you're welcome. Do well, be happy.

Same Butterflies Falling In Love As Out Of Love

Bah. It's not a biggie. I just know for certain that the sex is over for me, which means whatever routine and frequent friendship we have going will be over soon after, as we don't have enough glue elsewhere to keep this sticking together. This whole thing just stinks, but I'm not very upset, probably because it always has stunk and I'm kinda used to it. Plus, I know it's all only going to eventually lead to better things for myself, which could most likely get us coming together in the future, or if not, oh well. I will have moved on and ahead in my life, by then. It's a good thing more than not. I have lots ahead of me and lots to do, and I'm staying focused and am starting to do well and organizing my thoughts and priorities. I want to start making myself as happy and successful as I can get. I'm done with being stuck, and I've found out how I can have power over it and start changing it.

Ex Gf Messaged Me, Then I Did This

Good man! Keep it up!

Fallen Angels Want Me Bad

Feeling very similar, myself.

Era Shift Adjustments

Okay, LOL! Eating it! :D Holy Hannah.

Life Is Calling

Wow! Thanks for your reply! I don't know anyone who actually owns hens, so it was great to read your experience and advice. :)

"OMG, You Sing To Yourself SOOO Much"

He's a f*****g a*****e, really. But, it seems only towards me, and only some of the time. I just don't understand. I wish I had the guts to just cut him out.

Every Day Is A Chance To Change Your Life

I could find a new career today. I could adopt myself out as a brat. I could find a part-time job, today. I could simply ask people for money. I could be richer by the end of the day.

I could change my health by even taking one vitamin today and not stopping every day for the rest of my life.

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Yes, I did decide to change my life today, and I'm doing it, and no, it's not wasting time on ST, but I do need to take frequent breaks from what I'm doing due to sciatica. Speaking of that, I could start practicing the stretches a friend forwarded me this week to help me with that. Effing pain. It's been over 3 years. I'm tired of living with it.

"Come Get More"

Oh, hey! Look at what I discovered! A comment box! Now, you never have to flood the front page with not-so-annonymous "re:"s or " @"s to which no one can actually answer without being forced to post yet another front-page flooder. One topic can brilliantly be contained in one post! Wow! What an unheard of feature!

Please Stop Being Scared Of Checking Your Bank Account

God gives me chances. Like, a tax credit cheque, and a larger paycheque than I expected.

First things first, I called my bank about the inordinate amounts that they have been charging me a month. Figured out why, easy fix: stop using my debit card for purchases. Cash only. Fine, sort of knew that already, but thought there was a charge cap per month. There isn't. Boils down to: be responsible and accountable. Fine, fine. I've been that way in the past, I can do it now.

Next up: Goodbye Goodlife Fitness. That's a service that I don't use for a whole lot of money a month. Since, I think, February. I could have purchased that bicycle and got fit that way for the amount that I've wasted by not going to the gym and paying for it.

Coming up: Rogers, give me that damn credit for the week my internet was out! And, while we're on the phone together, maybe consider ditching my landline or fish for a current promotion that can help me out.

"You Always Forget"

It's kinda backwards with me. I started off loving the crap out of myself. I still feel I do. My instinct is to feel all sorts of positive about myself, that I'm amazing and fabulous, extremely beautiful and unique and wonderful. So talented, full of idealistic traits and values. However, my love life and past paints a picture of myself being a person that no one can truly love. I won't go into how deep this goes, but at 38, I have to admit to having never been loved by any man, though I have been thoroughly misled many times and for extremely long periods of time, that I had been. Psychologically, it takes its toll. I now find myself single and not at all anyone that any decent single man wants to even date. It's not like I'm not "out there", either. I'm just, somehow, repulsive to anyone's romantic sensibilities. Some bloody plague.

Why am I with this guy? Well, I'm technically not. It's not a relationship. Again, another male who wants nothing to do with me, romantically. He's just someone to focus on or do until someone better comes along, either on my end (pattern seems unlikely this will happen) or his (doubt he'll stay single much longer). Why do I put up with his crap? Because, it's not always crap from him, there are good times, too, but mainly, because there is no one else to put up with.

Am I Obsessed With Her?

No, but that's coming from me, which probably doesn't bode well.

I Hope I Meet You Again My Old Friend

There's nothing rude in what Cynic said. You just don't understand the truth in it, nor wish to. The advice was to help you not be disappointed (in this case or in other areas your life in general). People from grade one aren't the same as they grow older. The truth is that you no longer know this person, and the image you have of them and how you remember them is not true to what's real now.

You'll eventually come to learn this in life, so why delay for later what you could know now?

Here We Go Again

P.effin'.S: the more tattoos you adorn, the smaller penis and bigger p***y you are.

Proven fact.

Here We Go Again

And, you could always prove that you're a man and not the self-proclaimed p***y you are, by not letting some internet s**t get under your skin and rise above it.

Yeah, I'm the only one that gave you actual REAL SOUND advice, and not only won't you take it, you insist on airing your extreme butthurt about it, absolutely showcasing the weakassed wimp you are by attempting (and, by the way, failing to make any impact like the subordinate beta that you insist on being). You will do nothing to change your life, not even visit and spend time on a simple bloody website other than this that will help transform you into the god you wish to be. Instead, you waste time here, trying and failing to hurt me in a time of ACTUAL hardship, as I grieve during the loss a beloved companion.

Yeah, ever so hot. Keep on whining, little beta boy. You're making no friends here, nor attracting anything but negativity. Grow the f**k up, dicktard.