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Honest answer SIENNA? Yes - it's selfish and unfair, unless both of you are on the same page.
BLU, I know where you're coming from. I spent six years with her, moving from friendship to friendship to soulmate. She made me fall in love and she knew I was. Perhaps that was unfair, I knew the risk.
What was selfish on her part is similar to your issue. When she moved back home, little by little, she slipped away. Found friends that let her be entirely selfish (as is the wont of her generation at times) I got left behind in the shuffle.
I don't trust either - it is why I am concerned when mails and phone calls go unreturned. To get trust, you have to give it.
I have also dealt with medical issues, death and the like this year. We still have to carve out as much for ourselves as time and life will allow.
BrettJ in Canada
Well that is good Brett!I didn't think I'd get any immunities ROGUES - I don't often win things - and I think that is now my 6th. My points will continue to grow, I have a few new pieces in mind to enter soon.
Tonight (Thursday) and Friday will be tell-tale days.
BrettJ in Canada
Oh yes, we have kissed and touched each other outside of our clothes to add affection She is still bi-curious and it came easy for us to find our limits. Kissing is one amazing way we girls "satisfy" each other intimately. Now she is part of the posse on those Friday nights out We will not take our bond further than kissing and cuddling Brett. That IS our limit now, or atleast for now Her dreams and ambitions is to finally study at university and by next September and my encouragement she will
Standing back is good, but you must keep that vital communication. And, may I give you another tip Brett? Try to be intimate slowly over a period of time. Unlike me, come straight out with it, corner them and expect what I call an instant positive response... sex and lust before the real love happens...
I dare not mention my waitress friends name on here in public, but when I followed her into the toilets one afternoon, I saw her sat there in the open cubicle. She looked up at me and asked for advice regarding her future. I gave her a quick idea while she washed her hands and talked to her reflection in the mirror. Then instantly she turned to me and we held each other tightly. The kissing just followed naturally
Hello Sienna, Brett, and everyone else who visits today. Planning on staying in the quiet corner of the lounge thinking about why life is so damn complicated.
I am honored to read about that Sienna. Sorry for your three dark days. I know what it is like I had dark years from age 5 to age 13 when I got put in foster care, and then those were grey years, with a few good days. I am trying to piece my life back together and move on. Trying to stay strong and not cry over what some would say silly and minor things. I am getting better, but it is hard as some of those dark moments creep in when I least expect it. Is it so wrong to wish for a life that is not filled with have-to's and having to be in charge all the time? Is it so wrong to pray for a time where someone will take care of me in a good way (and no I am not talking about just sex)?The Quiet Corner
I will admit to all that I am a spoiled bitch. I've been one of the luckiest people in this world so far who has had everything I've wanted fall into my lap. Of course it was supposed to be hard work getting where I am today, but for me I found it so easy with very little obstacles in my way. I am now in a growing profession that allows me to dictate how much I earn by being an asset to my boss and his company. Bringing that company from near failure to the success it is today with secured contracts in just two years.
My domestic life could not be happier Three girls and a husband who love me and I love them in return. Non of them want for anything. And yet, getting there was wild and risky over the past 14 years or slightly more. In truth, had I had a much poorer background, I would no doubt have been a whore in the form of "call girl", working the streets of somewhere.
There was a time, just "three days" of my life, I actually did see the darker side of the sex industry. Three days I don't really care to talk about too much because no young woman should be subjected to what happens in that "industry" dominated still by Eastern Europeans in the UK. I would say those three days were probably the worst ever days of my life. The rest has been total fun and so far a pleasure
No, my life is not complicated
Thanks Warl0ck that means a lot. Maybe my life would have been better had I been accepted into the service like I wanted, but my asthma prevented me from being accepted. I know life is precious and would not give up on life itself, but it is kind of lonely struggling all by myself.sorry to hear that rogue. like Sienna I came from a strong family with lots of opportunities. as a kid I squandered most of them but found my place in the army instead of behind bars. I found that one piece of my life that I could not make myself in Mrs. W. our life is not perfect nor will it ever be but we have each other and like the song says that is all that matters.
don't give up on life do not become Eor from Winney the Poo. there is a lot of good in life if only you try.
yes that goes for you too Brett and Bu.
Thanks Warl0ck that means a lot. Maybe my life would have been better had I been accepted into the service like I wanted, but my asthma prevented me from being accepted. I know life is precious and would not give up on life itself, but it is kind of lonely struggling all by myself.
I am honored to read about that Sienna. Sorry for your three dark days. I know what it is like I had dark years from age 5 to age 13 when I got put in foster care, and then those were grey years, with a few good days. I am trying to piece my life back together and move on. Trying to stay strong and not cry over what some would say silly and minor things. I am getting better, but it is hard as some of those dark moments creep in when I least expect it. Is it so wrong to wish for a life that is not filled with have-to's and having to be in charge all the time? Is it so wrong to pray for a time where someone will take care of me in a good way (and no I am not talking about just sex)?
Things are falling apart, just as I feared.
I think tomorrow night will be my last visit to the café. I am here now and no one has even said hello to me. If I wanted cold and friendless, I'd stay home.
Once again, life kicks me back down once I've climbed up a bit.
BrettJ in Canada