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i love my boyfriend, i do, but i’m not sure if i love him like that. don’t get me wrong… it’s not like i’m playing him for a fool and KNOW i don’t like xem.
it’s just difficult. sometimes they’re NOT my favorite notification. sometimes he yucks my yum. their responses feel lackluster and i don’t know if our conversations are fulfilling sometimes. i’m constantly worried i’ll f*** it up and ruin everything. i’ve never gotten butterflies or cried over it.
but on the other hand, they’re my first thought in the morning. everything reminds me of him, in a good way. my first thought when i see something cool is to show them. remembering fun times with xem makes me giggle like an idiot because *wow*, my partner makes me so happy. all i want is to give him a BONE CRUSHING hug and hold it for the next hundred years. spending late nights on the phone together, just goofing off in-game or talking while one of us cleans or plays a game, existing in the same space even though we’re thousands of miles apart. my plans for the next few days are just to spend a movie night together, watching a horror movie or something cute. i’m planning for us to meet up soon, in the next few months, because man i like this idiot so much.

maybe the fear is intrusive thoughts. this is my person, and i love my person so dearly. can’t help but feel guilty when i get a “MORNING!!” text and can’t send back the same energy, though. or when they talk about an interest and i feel so bland towards them. sometimes it feels like i can’t be in a stable relationship, with anyone or with them. but god i want to so bad.

New Confession

One afternoon while out on the road doing my drive by occupancy inspections of properties, I pulled off at one of them to take several photos during a stop to gather information.

It was very hot out and and wanting to stay cool, I chose to dress lightly that day wearing just my short black mini skirt with no p****** and a short sleeve top to deflect heat.

I had just gotten out of my car and bent over for a moment to grab my camera and I suddenly let out a Huge Fart without feeling it coming and instantly started Peeing down my legs uncontrollably.

It caught me off guard, I had no idea I needed to go but I simply couldn’t control it because it was gushing out so fast.

So I looked around and made sure nobody could see and I squatted down quickly….bad idea. Now I started pooping and farting while I peed loudly all over the ground and made a mess of my feet.

Good thing I had a supply of toilet paper with me because I sat there relieving myself for a what seemed like an eternity.

Finally I finished going and wiped myself then stood back up and grabbed my camera and walked over to snap a few photos, still Farting randomly on and off every few steps.

And just as the last couple photos were taken, I started Peeing again a second time. So, again unable to stop it, I just walked back over to my car Farting Loudly with every step while pee ran down my legs.

I spread my legs as far as I could and I stood there Peeing myself for another several minutes. I was honestly surprised by this, it had never happened like this before.

A strange day for sure. Eventually I finished peeing with another Big Fart and got back in my car to move onto my next stop.

Long story short, this pattern continued all day long at every stop I went to. SonI just kind of accepted it and tried to work despite it.

Now? It’s kind of a daily thing I just deal with. But I gotta admit, the feeling of peeing myself while working kind of feels good. Never thought of it that way before.

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