God doesn't exist. Now, you can live paciently and without preocupations. You're welcome.

Wiffy tells a fantasy So the wiffy and I were watching the show Marco Polo on Netflix. It was an episode where in it the vice regent got pegged by his lover. I first saw her nak*d and was like aw yeah. Then she got behind him and I said oh s***. My wife said, "You should let me do that." I chuckled and said, "Yeah right." She said, "You wouldn't let me?" I said, "You being serious?" She said, "Yeah. Why not? I have a strapehon." She is/was bisexual before we got together. To my knowledge she hasn't done anything since we got together but even if she did, I wouldn't mind. So I made a deal I didn't think she would agree to. I said, "I'll let you do me if I can do you afterwards." She said, "Ok deal. You first or me?" I said, "I do you first." She let me f*** her in her ass last night and I'm about to get off work and she said she would be waiting for me tonight.

Wiffy tells a fantasy So the wiffy and I were watching the show Marco Polo on Netflix. It was an epi...

Want to be parent? Don't Do It! Parenthood is a trap!! A trap placed into a pretty box and wrapped with an even prettier bow. Even on good days, those days when you're reminded of the love you have for your child, it still feels like a trap. Like having a good paying job but never having the time to travel. Except you're not paid, and the bad often outweighs the good. Save yourselves! No one told me what it would be like. What it would REALLY feel like, to be a parent. The world likes to fill people's heads with the fabrication of a fairy tale life after someone becomes a parent. But no one has the b**** to say it stinks. Like a punishment. Think back to a job you had that you absolutely hated. Now imagine you were never allowed to leave that job. Never. Ever. I can be as humorous or as heavy about this as possible. But it will always be the truth. I have a few years left of being the hands-on parent (child is nearly 18). After that... life. Living. Hysterectomy. I knew it was a trap from day one. But I've made it this far. Though with a few close call mental breakdowns in between. Heed my warning. Really think about it. Lay down the fuzzy feel you get when you're around kids, or the pressure you're getting from family and friends and really, really think about it. All the best to you.

Want to be parent? Don't Do It! Parenthood is a trap!! A trap placed into a pretty box and wrapped w...

Someone recently passed away and i've been feeling so sad because of this, but the weird part is that, i wasn't close to that person at all, i didn't know anything about him other than his name and what he did for a living, yet my heart feels heavy and somewhat guilty. It almost feels as if i lost someone that was so close to my heart, like we knew each other for a very long time, i have this weird need to tell him that i love him, not like in a romantic way, but as if him and i have been long lost best friends, even though his is gone from this world i have to say "i love you, you did well my friend." I feel the need to look at his pictures and videos, and when i do that, i feel so happy but so sad at the same time, and strangely enough, we were similar in personalities from what i have been finding out about him. Isn't it funny how life works? I knew who he was and what he did for a living but never felt the need to be closer to him or get to know him for that matter, but when i found out what had happen and the reason why it happend, i started crying nonstop pretty much til this day, but i have this weird feeling that i knew this person for years. The first time i saw him i said to myself, haven't i seen you before because you look really familiar? And a big smile appeared on my face, and i continued with my life as usual never thought that the next time i would hear from him would be because of his life ending in such a sad way. I just wanna know why my heart feels so heavy when i never knew this person well enough or was close to him but yet a strange feeling of knowing him for ages always comes to me, but i wasn't there for him. Is it stupid to feel so sad for someone that i didn't really now? I keep grabbing my pillow and hugging it so tight in my arms as if it was him, as if he could feel it, i know that he wont feel it because he is gone but i keep trying to convince myself that somehow he would, so stupid right?

Someone recently passed away and i've been feeling so sad because of this, but the weird part is tha...