Jacob Posts
Zak's a pretty big faggot, but then again, so are all of you.
He's not a bad guy, overall. When are we getting him back?
He's not a bad guy, overall. When are we getting him back?
Yes, this site brought me and my lover together. Together, we continue to browse this site in pursuit of greater happiness. Her name is Rosie Palms.
Harmonian wrote...
I was going to say it was when me and my friends got infront of traffic in New York City and did the caramelldansen dance but then I remembered something far crazier...When the last Harry Potter book came out I went about two hours early so I could get my book and leave. After getting my book moments after the store opened I went to the side of the line of a hundred and opened the book up to a random page.
I began reading the book in shouts to the people waiting in line. It was scary. It was very scary.
I remember this post. *Sniff*
Okay, so you ate her out, and then left her room quietly while she was still recovering from her orgasm. And then she sneaks into your room in the middle of the night, kicks you out of your own bed, and then kisses you and asks for sex. Talk about slap, slap, kiss. "Please, do it with me?" sounded alot like cry cute, so now I'm starting to think she just wants to be loved. In a world where you're being pursued by like four other women, can you commit to Miho? If not, will Miho be satisfied? And most of all, do you love her as another woman, or as your sister?
I choose B and C.
I choose B and C.
Dullahan8 wrote...
NeoStriker wrote...
So when she actually said hi to me, a random stranger, quite cheerfully, and then I called her an idiot, and then she would laugh and still talk to me, I guess I got my heart stolen. Fuck love, man.Wow, when random strangers say hi to me, all I do is look at them funny and walk away.
I think what you did was right. I've confessed to many girls before, more than I can count with the fingers of both hands. You know why? Because I've always regretted not telling them I liked them when it may have gone somewhere so now I confess with every girl who I can't seem to stop thinking about. Don't worry about her, you'll both get over it with time.
This happened New Year's of 2011. I've known her for about 3 months at the time, a new immigrant who said she's never dated. I wanted to confess to her at midnight so I asked her to go out and watch the fireworks with me. An hour before the fireworks, I asked if she had a boyfriend which I knew the answer was going to be no but she said yes! She said that her international advisor asked her out two weeks ago. That gave me a big shock! So I didn't confess that night to rethink my strategy. The next morning I called her out again and confessed to her anyways.
Right now I have another girl in my mind, knew her for 10 years, started liking her and confessed to her in 2007 then again earlier this year when my feelings grew to an explosive proportion. Rejected both times. But now I just decided to keep my feelings at bay and not bother her anymore because she seems to be really stressed about school. I still like her but I think I'll be fine even if I stay as one of her closest friends for life and it seems really unrealistic that she'll come back to her hometown so maybe if I discover a girl who I like more and I may just keep my current unrequited love platonic as it is right now.
Oh, this isn't advice for Neo anymore but just wanted to tell this interesting story.
Spoiler:
Oh what a fine wall of text.
TL;DR: You did just fine. It's nothing compared to me.
BITCHES AND WHORES.
*Sniff*
Zak wrote...
You did it through the internet?You fucking pansy.
Waddup wrote...
(╯°â–¡°ï¼‰â•¯ï¸µ â”»â”â”» Who confesses their love through skype?catgirlfetish wrote...
Waddup wrote...
Who confesses their love through skype?Leave me alone, waaaaaaah~!
She's never alone, dammit.
Sprite wrote...
You're putting the girl in a difficult position man. Its not always about the guy, its about conflicting feelings.I know. That's exactly what I'm afraid I did. And that's why I think it was incredibly stupid of me.
catgirlfetish wrote...
Wait, You're a shy guy?Haha, no. I asked her why she's so kind and caring, and she said something to the effect of, "Because if I were shy, that's what I'd want someone to do for me." I'm not "shy" as in I'm unable to deal with people, but in the way that because I'm quite an asshole at heart, I generally leave people alone, and they leave me alone (I still have people to hang out with). So when she actually said hi to me, a random stranger, quite cheerfully, and then I called her an idiot, and then she would laugh and still talk to me, I guess I got my heart stolen. Fuck love, man.
Intermission: Here's a scene that may or may not happen.
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"S-stop, please, Melony..."
Her knife slips into my opening, and it draws blood.
"Stop, please...!"
She pulls the knife out and replaces it with her mouth.
"N-nnnnghh! No...!"
She sucks on it, pooling my blood and my fluids into her mouth, before making an audible gulp as she drinks it down. She doesn't stop, and I writhe in pain and pleasure as her tongue inserts itself further into my orifice.
"Sh-shtop it...pleashe...!"
She pauses and lifts her head up. Her scarlet eyes stare at my crying face with an otherworldly fixation, and blood is dripping out of her mouth, before she carefully, limb by limb, moves her face closer to mine. She stares directly into my eyes, before pressing our lips together and pushing my back to the floor. She presses our bodies together, before forcing the mixture in her mouth into mine, and I'm unable to stop from swallowing it. I cry and sob openly now. She lifts herself off me and begins licking my tear-stained cheeks without an expression on her face. This isn't the Melony I know, not at all. She's not supposed to hurt me, or make me cry. I'm scared, I'm so scared...! Someone, help me, please...!
"You have to be strong, Melinda."
I'm not strong, I'm not Melony!
"Pfffft, Melony, Celony; you are and always will be that little brat with an attitude."
I'm not strong!
"I promise you, if you truly wish to help your sister, all you have to do is stand up."
I don't...
"You have the power, Melinda. All you have to do is find it."
I...
"You've found it."
Something like an intense fire surges from my core, pulsating and pounding, as if wanting to be let loose. I do so, and it courses through my veins. My body feels like it's on fire, but it doesn't burn. Suddenly, breathing is so much easier, moving my body is so much easier. So I stand up.
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"S-stop, please, Melony..."
Her knife slips into my opening, and it draws blood.
"Stop, please...!"
She pulls the knife out and replaces it with her mouth.
"N-nnnnghh! No...!"
She sucks on it, pooling my blood and my fluids into her mouth, before making an audible gulp as she drinks it down. She doesn't stop, and I writhe in pain and pleasure as her tongue inserts itself further into my orifice.
"Sh-shtop it...pleashe...!"
She pauses and lifts her head up. Her scarlet eyes stare at my crying face with an otherworldly fixation, and blood is dripping out of her mouth, before she carefully, limb by limb, moves her face closer to mine. She stares directly into my eyes, before pressing our lips together and pushing my back to the floor. She presses our bodies together, before forcing the mixture in her mouth into mine, and I'm unable to stop from swallowing it. I cry and sob openly now. She lifts herself off me and begins licking my tear-stained cheeks without an expression on her face. This isn't the Melony I know, not at all. She's not supposed to hurt me, or make me cry. I'm scared, I'm so scared...! Someone, help me, please...!
"You have to be strong, Melinda."
I'm not strong, I'm not Melony!
"Pfffft, Melony, Celony; you are and always will be that little brat with an attitude."
I'm not strong!
"I promise you, if you truly wish to help your sister, all you have to do is stand up."
I don't...
"You have the power, Melinda. All you have to do is find it."
I...
"You've found it."
Something like an intense fire surges from my core, pulsating and pounding, as if wanting to be let loose. I do so, and it courses through my veins. My body feels like it's on fire, but it doesn't burn. Suddenly, breathing is so much easier, moving my body is so much easier. So I stand up.
BigLundi wrote...
NeoStriker wrote...
BigLundi wrote...
It's all goood in the hood slick. What's up, more Objectivism? :POh! As a side bit, I gotta ask you Neo, do you consider a person who answers the question, "Do you believe god exists?" with the answer "I'm not sure" an agnostic atheist?
You realize I've replied to you, right? And I consider them just agnostic, AKA unable to take a side.
No actually I figured I resonded to your last post. I...can't seem to find you latest response.
That's not what agnosticism means, you're aware of that, right?
Go look up 11 posts. You should find it there. Agnostics and atheists are two different things, last I recall. Agnostics say, "You can't know for sure." Atheists say, "God doesn't exist".
BigLundi wrote...
It's all goood in the hood slick. What's up, more Objectivism? :POh! As a side bit, I gotta ask you Neo, do you consider a person who answers the question, "Do you believe god exists?" with the answer "I'm not sure" an agnostic atheist?
You realize I've replied to you, right? And I consider them just agnostic, AKA unable to take a side.