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doggo-rl · 1 year
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I'm just saying he would've found that hot...
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Me: Ahhh, the good ole days, when i was still a female, i liked dudes, and my life was normal~
The "good ole days" in question: *internal screaming, throwing up, kicking, biting, hissing, scratching, external screaming, repeat*
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hauntednic · 11 months
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I feel sooo weird knowing just a few people are making hobie brown fanfics 😭😭😭
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avataraloy · 1 month
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how do lesbians get a girlfriend I am asking for me
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straightgayness · 7 months
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Backstory: so I was seeing this guy who was really great. Funny, smart, killer body. I've turned into a pretty big size queen so the first time I felt his package during a makeout session I knew he was HUNG...and I as soooo excited. The problem is he was too hung and even though he tried to be gentle he was totally destroy my ass. So I turned to basically giving head as a substitute which it really isn't. I thought I would get used to it...but I never did, it always took a few days to recover and the immediate next day my ass was ruined for simple things like sitting in a hard chair or taking a spin class...
I'm a passionate bottom who likes to go for multiple rounds, so just givng head was not cutting it, no matter how glorious (and photogenic 😉) this man's penis was. It wasnt the only reason we didn't work out, but I would be lying if I said it wasn't a big (lol) reason...
I never imagined having this kind of problem back when I was a straight guy....Has anyone else ever been in a similar situation?
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icarus-of-the-sun · 9 months
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Sometimes I really hate being gay.
I use to have really good friendships with other women before I came out. Straight women in particular, and I always loved them and understood it was always gonna be platonic and I was happy with that,
I loved having them in my life.
So when I came out to them, I trusted them to understand I am the same person I was before, their friend that loves unconditionally and will stick by them.
They did say they will support me and that we are friends before our religious culture, it made me trust them.
But life can be disappointing,
They pushed me away a bit, I brushed it off, but the way they stopped talking about close matters we used to, stopped hugging me as much, and stopped jokely flirting with me.
And it wouldn’t bother me as much if they didn’t hug and jokely flirt with all their straight guy friends.
It mades me feel on the outside, like I did something wrong…
I know other countries deal with a lot worst for being gay, Ik so many countries still have prison consequences and even death penalties, but this is just my small little problem.
But this is for others who can relate if you’re having a hard time too <3
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pop-generation · 1 year
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Real gay on gay violence
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queerbuckleys · 8 months
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Rewatched rwrb this morning, hearstopper in for the afternoon
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dyl-pickleee · 1 year
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how tell friend in love with hwjgbosnthkvf
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dgoeswild · 10 months
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Welp I think I’ve a problem cause it’s been 24 hours since I’m at my bfs house and not a single touch 😂 like anywhere. I must be really ugly or something.
Gonna leave this house with blue balls 🙂🙂
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hornyjockstrapman · 4 months
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My new year resolution is to have more sex.
That's all I want.
More sex!!
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natavinsmoke06 · 1 month
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I hate being in like the most hetero school of the world because like I know all the gay people of my semester, but the new ones are from the first or second semester and I don't want to be the Asalatacunas of my group 😭
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rifki16 · 2 months
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What do I want and how can I know it
So, I just broke up with my boyfriend. I broke up with him because our relationship became more of a burden rather than a help, a safe haven, for the both of us.
When I told him that we were better off not as a couple, he asked me to explain what my thoughts were about our relationship, and I told him that, one of the biggest mistakes in our relationship was that I never really wanted to be in the relationship to begin with.
We were just hooking up at first, and somehow I got roped in with the tides, and the next thing I knew, we were calling each other boyfriends, and he told me that he loved me. At first, I wanted to go along with the relationship as I never had a boyfriend before, and I really wanted one. Why? I suppose, just because.
I understood that relationships don't need "sparks" or "chemistry". I mean, there was this show on CBS called "Mom". I used to watch the series when I was an undergrad. In one of the episodes, Kristy, the main character, was asking her new AA sponsor about the new romantic fling that she's having, and how, according to her, she just doesn't have any chemistry or sparks with said person. The sponsor replied that she didn't need one to have a functioning relationship. Because what she and any other addicts see as "sparks" or "chemistry" is the excitement of instability, the fear of being abandoned by their previous romantic endeavors. I get that reply. I thought to myself, that was what I needed. I needed a steady hand, a reliable partner with whom I could share my thoughts, problems, and anxiety. Someone with whom I can have a home.
And I mean, the show was not the only Western show which uses this perspective about relationships, the show "Crazy Ex-Girlfriend" also showed Pam and her husband's relationship as something that's not exciting but reliable. I think in an interview, David Sedaris also talked about how, even though it's not what he had imagined, he still loves his partner.
Our relationship was beige. and I think I liked it. It was as dependable as I had hoped it would be. But then, both of us became mired in our own problems, and for some reason, I think, the relationship couldn't really stand against each of these stress strains. Both of us became absent in the relationship.
I don't really know why the stress was overpowering the strength of the relationship; I told him every secret I have, as I think he has as well, we tried to talk our way through every problem we had -- never backing down from it.
Is it because I never had sex with him? I don't know why, but I couldn't really do it with him, even though I was just like a sex demon before we became boyfriends. My psychologist thought that maybe I was just not attracted to him physically. That might be. But he was cute, nice, moderately conventionally handsome. I don't think it was it. Regardless of my problem, he knew that I had this problem, I had asked him so many times before if it was a problem for him, and he said it was okay as he also had only a few sex with his ex-bf.
Maybe the relationship was not meant to be because I just didn't want it.
In the past month, I have indulged myself with so many Japanese BL works, from the anime to the live-action, from the series to the films. The works have really shown me, even though some of the plotlines are problematic, that all of them really know that they like/love their boyfriend, and they're willing to fight for their relationship. And as our relationship just became ever bitter this past month, it really emboldened me to break it off with him.
But then how can I know what I want? I know what I need. Want? that's a new concept for me. My zealot upbringing and my socialist belief really teach me not to be selfish, not to want, but to be altruistic, and selfless.
I think my toxic upbringing with my parents also made me weirded out, and alienated by the idea of "What I want". They never really let me choose. They're social science lecturers; they know very well how to manipulate me and how I think.
And I mean, putting aside my traumatic childhood and adolescence, as well as my socialist convictions. Can anyone really have desire or even free will? I'm not trying to be a hard determinist, but I can't really quite grasp what "want" is.
I think this confusion, and dilemma about "want" has been going on for quite some time in my life. The time when I was selecting middle school or high school. However, I chose my major for my undergrad. I chose my major for my master's. When I think about it again, did I? When I was in elementary school I actually wanted to take literature. But I somehow convinced myself that I wanted to take biology. I still excelled at it, but the more that I look at it, it seems that I just want to look cool by having a natural science degree rather than a social science. When I got my bachelor's degree, I knew full well that I wanted to study gender studies with the focus on public policy and participation in public spaces. But I couldn't take the major because I knew full well that my parents wouldn't fund my study if that was my major.
I think it's a very long and hard process to understand what "want" is for me personally.
Baby steps, I think.
I know I want to work abroad with this master's degree that I will and have to finish asap.
When I broke it off with my boyfriend, he actually offered me to just take a break from the relationship, not to break it off clean. But I refused. Because that's not what I wanted. I wanted him, and me, to benefit from the status of being single and not some grey undefined status of "on a break".
Baby steps.
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xyzbud · 1 year
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All my mutuals are so fucking hot and I’m just here like:
“𝙷𝚒 𝙸’𝚖 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎”. 🧍🏽‍♂️
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probablyabisexual · 10 months
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ugh the horny won’t let me go back to sleep
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