I had sex with a woman who used to be a man. Man made vagina feels about how you’d expect an inverted penis to feel.

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Part of the reason I don’t want a relationship is because I think I’m too fat to be in one. I feel like nobody would ever want me physically.

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When I was 18 I had a 30yrold argentine fuck buddy. I may have been his whore…not sure where the line is. We were both traveling the country (he was shipping livestock, I was on a sports team) But we met at truck stops, motels, etc…and he always bought me breakfast. Never told anyone that one.

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I’m 43 year old mother of two, I always fantasize about being invited into my 15 year old daughters group of friends, to play x-box and go out with them, flirting with guys way younger than I am. I go about most of my day thinking I am a 17, only until late at night or someone calls me mum I realize who I am, then follows crushing sadness.

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I am terrified of my SO. When I hear his car pull up, I get nauseous, and wish he would just go away. But, I am also terrified he won’t come home. WTF is wrong with me?

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I masturbate to the mental image of my wife, but when she asks I tell her it’s always to sleazy porn.

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I have a plan to fake my own death and leave my friends and family behind and move to another country

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I hadn’t seen my daughter for 20 years, she was 28 when we finally met and we ended up having a six month affair.

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I usually don’t get up until 9 or 10am, but not because I sleep in, it’s because I would rather lay in bed making up stories in my head about different ways my life could be better and putting myself into the worlds of books/tv shows in my imagination than deal with my actual life.

In my ‘stories’ I am accepted and liked, I don’t want to kill myself and everything is okay. As soon as I get up and begin my day everything turns back to shit.

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I’m terribly afraid of of vacuuming alone in the house. I always think somebody is going to sneak up behind me and stab me through the heart and that none of my neighbors could hear my screams because the damned vacuum is too loud.

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